"What's with the long face?"
As the entire group participating in the knight training was following a mountain path being led by a few instructors, the red-haired Grazio waited for the tardy Zoemi and his wolf to catch up to him and asked.
"Young lord Grazio... I just thought that the whole point of having the knight training in the Perserios territory was to not leave the territory for the duration of said training – we barely started the second month of the preparatory period and somehow are already being led into the mountains that are beyond the borders of not only the Perserios territory but the kingdom of Bellcephora as a whole."
Zoemi took a deep breath and complained – although he never actually spoke his actual grief, that being separated from Miriette when she was so close.
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