"Clink, clink."
The faint sound of teeth and bone necklaces clinking came from beside me.
A cold and robust figure appeared in view.
Still showing the same silent, Ice Rock-like demeanor, the barbarian Frogon approached slowly.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.
If my guess was correct, the recent battle must have been some kind of "preliminary test" by the other party to gauge my abilities.
Now that the battle was over, the "results" were in.
I should have a conclusion on which Battle Skill from the previous ones would suit me.
"I've changed my mind."
The thick Northern Territory-accented voice came through the air,
"[Iron Wall Rotation], [Fryland Spear Thrust], [Heavy Shield Strike], [Broken Blade Guard]."
"None of them suit you."
What!?
Xia Nan couldn't help but show a surprised expression.
He mouthed silently, unable to speak a word.
What does this mean?
Did I fail the test?
