Rafayel who is touched by the words, decided to make a small request.
"Brother… I've never seen you fight before. So if it's okay… I want to see you in action. Is that alright?"
"How could I say no to such a cute request from you?" Thomas said warmly, pulling him into a tight embrace.
"Then, I'll go and spar with someone over there. Watch from here, okay?"
With that, Thomas walked confidently into the arena.
After exchanging a few words with several knights, he chose one to spar with.
Rafayel squinted his eyes to get a better look—and to his astonishment, he recognized the opponent as the very person who had come up in conversation with Ajora during Rafayel's initial secret visit to the knight dormitory.
It was none other than.
Olyvar Frey — the top candidate for next year's Royal Knight Order.
Will Thomas be okay...? Rafayel wondered anxiously as the match began.
It looked like this duel would be fought with swords only—no magic involved.
