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Chapter 47

It seems unlikely that someone like Curtis could be beaten. The other four all felt the same way. Normally, when people hear his name, they usually shrink back in fear and don’t want to take him on.

But Quinlyn, being young and inexperienced, didn’t feel that way at all. In her stubbornness, she charged ahead without a second thought.

Drawing from her confidence as a lookout in the borderlands, she boldly decided to play a game of hide and seek with Curtis among the trees.

As the game went on, Curtis found himself chuckling, leaning against a wall. He knocked on the barrier and called out to Quinlyn on the other side, “Aren’t you hungry? You seem to have endless energy”

A moment later, Quinlyn said, “Leonard just told me that it takes three days to die without food, so I’m good for now.” As long as she was alive, she could keep going.

Curtis, hearing this, was genuinely impressed by her determination.

“But Curtis,” Quinlyn said with a hint of concern, “you sound a bit out of breath; are you okay?”

If it weren’t for her innocence, he might have thought she was making fun of him. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he realized he had worked up quite a sweat.

It was unusual for him in training camp, which showed that Quinlyn had really pushed him, both physically and mentally.

With that alone, she had proven herself. Yet, even while showing concern, Quinlyn stood her ground, saying, “If you can’t keep going, feel free to act cute.”

help but laugh at that. Shaking the sweat off his hand, he grinned fiercely. “You little rascal. I’ll catch you and give you a good

was unfair to punish her after a game; it just seemed childish to her. But before she could

brow furrowed instinctively, and she quickly climbed a nearby tree to dodge

inside her, and she decided to go all out. In a situation where both of them had the same limits, it came down to who would give in first. She thought he

further would put her at a disadvantage, she grabbed a sharp branch and lunged forward when Curtis came near again.

servant’s startled voice rang through the yard,

was the first to rush toward the door, but then remembered Edward, turning back

and Quinlyn sitting on the ground not too

are unbelievable. Come to me.” Curtis, panting, looked torn between

earnestly, “I won. Besides, there were no rules about punishment.”

take me on in close combat. Thankfully, I took it easy,

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surged in his chest. He urged Stanley to push him closer to Quinlyn, leaning down to examine her closely,

simply shook her head. “No, it was Curtis who got chalk dust on

himself first.”

“What’s more important–winning or your life? Is victory worth such risk? Don’t you see how dangerous

willingness to put herself in harm’s way

more tense, Stanley stepped in to mediate, “Grandpa,

promise Grandpa that you won’t do dangerous things from

silent, head bowed, standing firm like a rock. Edward’s brow furrowed, troubled

Curtis sighed, wanting to offer some comfort to Edward. But then he caught sight of the branch on the ground