(*^▽^*) Every One of You Could Die, and She Still Wouldn't
"..."
At Zanze's words, she didn't argue any further.
She merely turned her head slightly toward the distant basin and frozen lake, blurred beneath the rain and the faint glow of the enormous barrier. In the end, she gave a small nod and replied in her characteristic calm voice:
"All right. I'll keep an eye on her."
Whether she really would keep an eye on her was something only she knew.
After a moment's thought, she changed the subject, letting out a quiet sigh as she steered the conversation toward someone else:
"Still, compared to the little girl who catches birds to roast and eat, I think another examinee might be more worth your attention."
Genaue first stared, then raised an eyebrow, puzzled.
"Oh?"
"Who do you mean?"
Zanze didn't make him guess. She simply pointed in a direction.
Over there, an elf and an old man were locked in a fierce battle. From the looks of it, the elf had the upper hand and was about to win.
"That elf, Frieren."
Following her gesture, Genaue soon wore a puzzled expression.
"Hmm?"
"You mean that elf?"
"She's certainly quite capable, and she just beat that shrewd old Duncan, but..."
His gaze shifted to another area where Frieren's companions were. There, Duncan's teammate, who used earth magic, was launching a fierce assault on Frieren's two companions from a rising ridge. The two academy-trained young mages were in grave danger.
"Look!"
"Her teammates, those young mages named Kanne and Lawine, seem to be in a pretty bad spot."
"That Richter, the one using earth magic..."
"To make sure he wins, it looks like he's about to kill them."
"And Frieren is too far away to get there in time."
"If one