Chapitre 48: Foils

In one of the areas in the outer circle, a young man with golden hair and noble light followed by another person navigated their way through the island.

Lance Schultz, wearing a cold and irritated expression, walked through the forest before suddenly stopping his steps.

After he stopped, the footsteps following behind him also stopped as well, adding to his unreasonable irritation for the day.

'This man…'

Lance closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. With one swift motion, he swung his spear in a graceful arc behind him.

"...Why are you following me?"

TNG!

Behind him, Rain blocked the spear using the sheathed sword from his waist rather easily, looking at Lance with a calm and kind smile.

"Is this what they call a friendly greeting? I'm Rain Violetstar, by the way."

However, that profoundly calm and kind smile only fueled more unreasonable irritation to Lance, which he recognized as truly irrational!