At last, after each took a punch, the two of them lay on the ground.
They were covered in injuries. It had been a long time since Caroso had been hurt.
Teresa had only been injured when she blocked a blow for Caroso in the dungeon last time. Normally, she was also someone who was difficult to hurt.
"Caroso..." Seeing Caroso lying on the ground before him, Rayne almost felt guilty.
If it weren't for me, Caroso wouldn't have come to clash head-on with Teresa, would he?
Looking at the two warriors lying on the ground, the students fell silent as well.
Caroso was clearly not a warrior, yet he was more like one than any warrior.
The honor of Mal Academy had actually needed a Card Maker to defend it...
"What are you waiting for? Heal them, now!" the headmaster ordered.
The four priests snapped awake as if from a dream and hurriedly cast spells to heal the two people on the ground.
Blue and golden light flashed chaotically, and the wounds on their bodies soon vanished.
"Are you really going to be that strange Card Maker?" Teresa panted heavily.
That had been satisfying—truly satisfying. It had been a long time since she had fought so wholeheartedly.
Among those of her level, only this young man had been able to leave wounds on her.
He had not treated her as a woman, nor as a princess. He had only treated her as an opponent he had to defeat with every ounce of his strength.
"Don't worry. I won't abandon my warrior training," Caroso said with a smile.
"A person's energy is limited," Teresa said.
"But I'm Caroso Kolia." Caroso sat up. "What others can't do, doesn't mean I can't."
"I believe you." Teresa sat up as well, and the