"Viktor?"
I mumbled as I saw him a few steps away from me, holding a wooden sword.
His messy, medium-length dark hair partially concealed one of his black eyes and the long scar running down his left cheek.
"Wow, I didn't expect to see you here."
He said as he walked toward me.
"Same here."
I replied.
"Meh, I'm always here. Almost every day to make full use of the battle points I spend to access this place."
Viktor said that with a casual shrug.
'Well, no wonder I didn't see you much in the copper place.'
I thought to myself.
Anyway, as he got in front of me—
"What do you plan to do here?"
Viktor curiously asked.
"Train, obviously."
I flatly responded.
Viktor frowned at my words, then opening his mouth again—
"I mean yeah, but what exactly will you train? I might be able to help, you know."
He said that.
"..."
I just looked at him for a few seconds, thinking things through.
'Well... Having someone I know here can be a bit reassuring.'
