Huh?
Tales froze in that instant.
She actually... actually ran?
Luosang, who had been radiating killing intent, froze as well.
The two of them stared at the scene, unable to react for a moment.
"Hey, wait—"
Tales panicked, but the moment he spoke, Shilai's figure had already vanished into the darkness.
A little while later, even her footsteps faded into the babbling stream.
What the...
Tales twitched the corner of his mouth.
Was she really that disloyal?
I'm your blind date, at least—well, your nominal blind date, anyway, even if your brother paid for the meal.
Several seconds later, Tales stiffly turned his head and met the eyes of the black-clad assassin before him, forcing an awkward smile.
This was bad. This was really bad.
A few seconds later, the two of them came back to their senses at the same time.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Oh," Luosang sighed as he stared in the direction Shilai had vanished, his tone strange. "Wow."
What did he mean by that?
Tales felt terribly embarrassed under his gaze, then grew angry from shame.
What did he mean by "wow"?
What did he mean?!
That damned Luosang the Second—wasn't he an assassin?
Damn it, why was he talking so much?
Were they going to fight or not?
Come on! Let's have three hundred rounds!
The next moment, as Luosang the Second watched Tales's awkward expression, he seemed to know exactly what the boy was thinking. His figure closed in in an instant!
The battle resumed.
Tales was startled, but instead of retreating, he advanced as well, his blade flashing fiercely!
Wiana was heartless, and Shilai was disloyal.
Now, all Tales could do was hope that Rolf and Gollor would wake up soon.
Like a mad dog, Tales did everything he could to cause his opponent