Watching Velen's righteous expression, Anastasia gave a solemn nod and replied with a knowing look,
"Velen, I understand everything. Let's go—let's start the Fruit Fight Tournament right away!"
Huh?
You… understand?
Mentor, this is just a fun little game! Why does it sound like you're reading the terms of a political treaty?
Watching his mentor walk away from the fortress hall with excitement practically radiating off her, Velen felt completely defeated.
He was starting to realize something terrifying—his mentor seemed way too into this kind of minigame.
Worse still, she seemed even more enthusiastic about the prizes handed out afterward!
Outside the Fortress—
"Old Jake, what's that rascal Velen calling all of us out here for?"
Grand Senator William glanced curiously at Jake.
"No clue," Jake replied. "But judging from the timing… I bet he's about to start showing off again."
