“You have changed a lot in this one year.”
“Really?”
Joke narrowed his eyes while smiling lightly. He didn’t expect her to remark on this.
“Yes. You are a lot more professional. Compared to last year when I was with you, you barely had confidence in your skills. This time, though, you agreed to help with our mission without me asking. It means that you're starting to understand your position…The experience in real battles must have been quite hard on you?”
The man smiled. He put his hand on the bed to support himself before turning to give her a nod.
“I don’t really know if I change or not, but the fights throughout the year are indeed pretty hard. Although none of the summoners I’ve faced is on the same level as Black Wizard or Merlin, they still have sharp claws and fangs to tear me to shreds at any time…I think I’d rather say I survived the year instead.”