The white-haired girl with deep blue eyes walked toward them confidently, her academy uniform and face untouched by a single speck of dirt.
A cold smile appeared on her face as she drew closer. Curtis, Lyra, and Isolde watched her warily.
"You should clean your face, Princess. It's not very 'princess-like' of you, otherwise."
Instead of answering, Celestina glanced past Anastasia, then looked back into her eyes.
"Are you lost, Anastasia? Do I need to hold your hand and guide you back to your teammates?"
Anastasia's smile widened at Celestina's icy words. She shrugged.
"Not really. They're just having trouble keeping up. We already passed the test, but instead of heading straight to the coordinates, I decided to use this opportunity to hunt more mana cores. Why waste a perfectly good chance to grow stronger?"
Celestina kept her gaze locked on her, studying her eyes. Seeing no deception, she sighed.