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She did not want his consideration; she wanted him to take her with urgent need. Perhaps then she could forget how worthless and wretched she was.
“I apologize for underestimating your sense of righteousness. You do not know how much I regret my half-hearted teaching. When I heard that you collapsed, I was so plagued with guilt that I was unable to sleep.” “But aren’t your moral standards… f-fairly low?” “I think that is uncalled for, my lady. I truly did feel bad.”
Unable to think of a retort, Riftan merely licked his lips. Hebaron, who had been watching everything from the back with his arms folded, blew a low whistle. “The commander’s losing.”
“The princess is a grand sorceress with a lifetime of experience! How could you compare yourself to her?” A collective sharp gasp sounded through the room. Hebaron, who had been watching the argument wearing a smirk, covered his forehead with his hand.
Maxi had been back at the infirmary tending to the cuts and bruises of the knights when Riftan burst into the room. Not wanting to miss the spectacle, Hebaron and a few of the knights crept in behind him.
“Riftan… I do not wish to live in c-comfort. I… want to live doing what I can. Learning new things… is rewarding… a-and being able to use magic is wonderful and fun. It… h-hurts me… every time you tell me not to do anything.”
She had been extremely hurt by his harsh words, so why did he look so gaunt as though he were the one who had been in anguish for days?
“D-Do not kiss me. I am… still angry with you.”

