“I’m surprised to see you flying with wind magic. I’m surprised.”
“But you read me.”
“No, it was just a coincidence. Emilia’s defenses are so solid that I was thinking of approaching you from above and was surprised to find you in the sky too.”
And then Owen smiled, showing his teeth.
(Oh, that’s not fair. It’s so frustrating.)
“I don’t think I can beat you. You could have let your guard down a little.”
“I can’t let my guard down. You can’t be careless. If you do, you’ll lose. Emilia is strong.”
Owen said as if it were obvious.
(What do you mean you’ll lose? It wasn’t even close.)
No one thought she was going to win, she thought.
Everyone thought that Owen would win as a matter of course.
But Owen was different.
He was thinking about the possibility that Emilia would win.
He was evaluating Emilia.
I wonder what this feeling is.
I’m frustrated, but I’m happy.
I was happy that Owen had recognized me.
“Hey, can you take my hand now? I’m embarrassed to be in this state for so long.”
It was definitely awkward.
Owen froze with his hand still extended to Emilia.
Emilia was amused by his appearance and laughed at him.
“What’s with the ……?”
“It’s nothing.”
Emilia took Owen’s hand and stood up.
She was defeated but felt refreshed.
I will probably never be able to beat Owen in the future.