The Empire of Reimia (3)

“Judging by what I’ve seen, this ability suits his personality,” the girl laughed. “Thank you for the advice.” Neia felt a little awkward that even at the festival, which she had almost forgotten about because of the competitions, she kept talking about them. Even though she had learned something quite useful. So, when Issei steered the conversation in a different direction, she readily joined in. “Who knows, maybe it’s all a clever plan to scare away annoying admirers?” the Reimi girl smirked, then sighed and shrugged. “Although, most likely, the truth is much more prosaic, and you’re right about that.” A little later, remembering that she hadn’t properly introduced herself, she extended her hand to Issei. “By the way, my name is Linnea. Or Neia, for short. Nice to meet you.”