"Hey, Leda, how about leaving this girl to me?"
"She's better suited to the North God Style than the Water God Style!"
"Come on, what do you say?"
Right before everyone's eyes.
The mysterious man was smiling, addressing the Water God by name, and trying to poach someone right out from under her?
Many people wondered if they were dreaming. How could something like this be happening?
Soon, Leda's leisurely voice drifted down from the second-floor platform:
"If Hilde herself is willing, I don't mind."
"Oh-ho, really? Then don't mind if I do!"
The man smiled at her reply.
Then he turned his gaze to Hilde.
"Hilde... that's your name, right?"
"So, what do you say? Want to join me?"
As he spoke, the man slowly removed the hood that had concealed most of his face.
Beneath it was a face with sharply defined, deep-set features. His stubbly chin gave him an unkempt look, and his black hair was as untidy as a patch of weeds. Then there were his dark red eyes.
Something about him felt strangely inhuman.
With her left hand, which she could still move, Hilde pressed against the broken bone in her left arm and forced it back into place.
Then she cast Healing Magic to patch up the wound for the time being.
Only after doing all that did she look back at the man, whose face was now fully revealed.
"Who exactly are you?" Hilde couldn't help asking.
"My name is Aleksander Kalman Ryback!"
The man stood tall and proud in the center of the training ground, an imposing figure.
He extended a hand as though proclaiming himself to the entire world and declared in a ringing voice:
"I bear the blood of the immortal Demon King and carry on the glory of the