🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- Nonsense. - Sheila was clearly displeased with what she heard. - The country needs a strong hand right now, not philosophical discussions.

- C-come on, Sheila... Our ruler is right... Not everyone is cut out for battles...

"Are they talking about me? Yeah... That training didn't leave the best impression of me..." thought Erika.

- Feeling Erika's gaze on him, Illiman turned his shield in the opposite direction so that its front side wouldn't be visible to her. - Oh, good day.

Illiman's efforts were in vain, as Erika had already seen the shield. However, she didn't pay much attention to it... She was more interested in what Sir Kire would say.

- Hello, hello, how are you?

- I'm doing okay, I guess. I've been practicing some combat skills. Now, I don't think I'm such a "weak hand" anymore...

Erika decided not to mention that her main "specialty" was magic, not weapons.