Closing the Door. "You have no idea how badly those nobles were frightened when they learned that the people in your knights order were growing stronger every day, visibly to the naked eye."
Mentor Mela teased.
"Haha, is that so? What a pity."
"A pity?"
"Yeah. A pity I didn't get to see those expressions that would've made people so happy."
"Looks like you're quite the figure yourself, girl."
Faced with Lan Qingyou's seemingly joking answer, Mentor Mela smiled and nodded.
Then she said nothing more.
As one of the Empire's top combatants, and the very pinnacle among drawing masters, although Mentor Mela did not know what Lan Qingyou had done to the Maple Leaf Knights Order, or what the Emblem on the backs of their hands was, the fact that its members were growing stronger every day was ironclad.
This news, too, had been sent back by the nobles' spies.
But this time, they had not used professional spies in the traditional sense.
Instead, they had let merchants do the work for them.
They had not even required them to inquire into the members' situations.
They had merely used Appraisal Glasses to appraise those knights order members.
It was like going from one up to two.
Then from two up to three.
Though each little bit did not seem like much on its own, they could not withstand water dripping steadily over time.
If knights or Swordsmen wanted to improve, they had to train constantly.
And if The Magicians wanted to improve, they could only rely on meditation.
But those members of the Maple Leaf Knights Order did nothing at all. They ate when it was time to eat and drank when it was time to drink.
Afterward, they slept, and when they were appraised again the next day,