The Hero walked on bare, jade-like feet that made a light tapping sound on the marble floor, following her elder brother towards the study.
On their way, the servants cast surprised glances, but with her brother's cold expression leading the way, no one dared to approach and speak.
The robe and magic accessories on her brother emitted a faint glow, rapidly alleviating the symptoms of mental exhaustion under the blessing of the equipment. In just this short journey from the training ground to the mansion, his pale face had regained some color.
Even so, the expression on his face still carried a trace of displeasure, and his footsteps were much heavier than usual.
Realizing that for her brother, admitting her victory was not an easy blow to get over, the Hero secretly smiled but did not speak, only bouncing along cheerfully, behaving obediently behind the young man.
"If you ask me, you were too soft on him, you should've beaten him black and blue—"
'Alright, alright.'
