087 Nobles, you know what I mean (Seven updates, subscribe! Vote for the monthly ticket!)

Reiger did not know what Yuri and the eldest son of the Basolo family had discussed.

It was too far away, and unless the eldest son and his subordinates shouted as they had just done, Reiger really couldn't hear anything.

But Yuri's complexion looked terrible, that much Reiger could see. He also noticed Yuri saying something coldly, which excited the eldest son, who kept shouting things like "No way," "Impossible," and "I will never give up."

What did he look like?

Like a rejected lickspittle who had been snubbed by the goddess he adored...?

Bizarrely, he did seem quite the part.

Reiger shook his head and decided not to pay attention to the disturbances there, continuing to practice his swordsmanship by the pavilion. Sweating profusely with each practice, yet due to the "healing power" his stamina recovered extremely fast, and he never felt tired. It was indeed a peculiar feeling.