For a moment after she finished speaking, the black mist that represented Elaine clearly froze. It had no face, yet Fia could faintly feel that Elaine had averted her gaze.
“The eldest princess of Sylval, reaching the Seventh Rank before coming of age, and you actually came to the Witches’ Hall alone. Should I call that courage… or that you simply don’t take us seriously?”
Elaine did not show the slightest hint of timidity just because Fia revealed her identity. Just as Anastasia had said long ago, rank did not decide everything. Actual combat experience, what kind of magic...
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