That place!!

"Princess?"

"Yes?"

"Are you... angry?"

"..."

"You are really angry, right?"

"..."

"Sigh, I am sorry, Princess."

"..."

"I am really sorry, Princess."

"... Then?"

"Thank you for helping me."

"..."

"Princess?"

"Show me your thanks. Massage my leg," Aqualina commanded, her eyes still fixated on the array of documents and data she had meticulously collected for the First Trial that Mother had assigned to them.

'This jerk!' Aether raged inwardly, glaring at Aqualina, who remained deeply engrossed in her reading.

After Aria's departure, Aether had devoted his time to rigorous physical training, tirelessly running laps, building his muscles, and punching the trees in the playground. Although he could easily enhance his attributes through other means, he knew the importance of maintaining his physical skills; without them, others would wipe his face off the floor.