"Until I'm 15."
A trembling voice in my father's wrath still lingers in Leila's ear.
"I'll wait till I'm 15."
Reconstruction of the Coogan family.
I can't do one thing myself, Father.
A wretched man who is trying to push it against himself without being able to fulfill his paternal duties. You don't even realize that.
I'm not your property.
Unfortunately, your daughter was not born into such an obedient lady. Your grief.
I walk on my own feet. I decided that my path would open up on my own.
Who walks, such as your pulled sludgy path?
Still, parents are parents.
The invisible chain named blood clan is tightly wrapped around Leila's neck and tells Leila how long to grace.
Three more years.
So this is what Layla always thinks.
I don't have time.
After all, it's good.
Leila thought while preventing Rosfilia from attacking.
The only gap this one showed was for a moment.
Rosfilia suddenly changed the tempo of the attack but couldn't handle it.
But Rosfilia didn't miss that moment of discrepancy.
As the embankment was decimated from the small hole, Rosfilia skillfully turned that momentary difference into a great one.
If you realize it, Leila was on the defensive side.
The kind of graceful expression that includes Rosfilia's grin remains unchanged.
But behind that look, every blow that rolls out resides a strong will to defeat Leila.
It's not just the will. Each blow carries with it the intent of being like a skilled hunter hunting down his prey.
I can see my options getting narrower and narrower.
That's right, Rosfilia.
Regrettably, Leila has to admit it too.
Second place in the school year is not Dada.
Rosfilia's sword plunders Leila's torso.
Rosfilia is convinced of victory. If you look at that face, you'll see.
Even if it's clear, I guess the inside can't help but be happy to take me down.
Leila thought.
But you know what?
Leila's continued blow froze Rosfilia's expression.
Strong strike down, which makes the men think they are too.
The blunt metal sound of Rosfilia's sword being played.
I've been hiding it.
To collapse Rosfilia's calculations.
The blow changed all the flow.
With Layla's clear aim and powerful strike down, Rosfilia falls ill.
Layla folded up there at once.
Rosfilia, who still prevented the continuous poking of the flowing Leila, was just fine.
But that was it.
Leila's penetration plunders Rosfilia's torso.
I don't have time.
Layla screams in her heart.
I'm not like you guys.
Prevent Leila from poking at Rosphilia by rounding up her margins until earlier. Dodge.
Rosfilia.
Though you are also a nobleman of Foretta, you have brothers.
I have fine parents.
So you can relax and enjoy the life of the college and stay calm.
Try me, you're just sweet too.
You've won in this narrow world. You just have to repeat the loss.
That's not what I'm looking at.
Leila doesn't loosen her hand in the attack.
Slap your sword on Rosfilia, as if you were going to bump your anger.
Finally, losing it, Rosfilia's posture collapses.
The torso becomes empty.
Nothing, you can take second or first place on your own.
Layla can put her strength into her right arm.
And unleash a special thrust on Rosfilia's torso.
I'm going ahead.
But that poke never captured Rosfilia's torso.
Rosfilia's figure suddenly disappears from Leila's sight, and Leila's sword cuts empty in vain.
When I thought, Rosfilia was beside Leila. On that face, there's room back until just now.
Why not?
Rosfilia's sword gently poked Leila's torso, staring into amazement.
"That's it!
Bowen's voice sounds heartless.
"When I first saw the two pairs of boys, I thought they might be a little dangerous"
To Layla standing up, Rosfilia said.
The smile is back on its face, which gracefully wipes the sweat.
"But I was relieved to talk to you earlier. Because you've been Leila forever."
Leila says nothing. I'm just looking at Rosfilia's face with a rough breath.
"Because you fought alone as usual. I'm sorry to hear that, but you're not my enemy."
Rosfilia looks back at the three sets of backup seats. I see the Estons are happy to slap their hands.
"My practice opponents have always been Eston and Poloise. So, your strike down. I wouldn't be surprised by that amount of power."
"... at the end of the day, you're out of shape"
Layla squeaks.
"Oh."
Rosfilia laughs out loud.
"It looked like it collapsed, didn't it? If you do that, the boys will fool you."
"... tricked? Me?"
"You only see what you want to see, too. People like that are gullible."
Rosfilia said so, then pulled in a smile and changed her expression.
"Wendy and I have been practicing? Then you should have absorbed something from her. I don't care how many times you come if you come to challenge me as you are."
Rosfilia peeks into Leila's eyes and whispers.
"I can't lose"
Layla's face is distorted by humiliation.
"I just look up there and I don't see what's at my feet. Why don't you take a look around yourself once in a while?
Rosfilia saw two sets of backup seats when she said she had such a nice buddy.
"Guys, I'm gonna shut up. You believed in you."
Leila doesn't look back. I'm looking at Rosfilia's face.
Rosfilia laughs as if she was frightened.
"... what about you? I wonder if you believed them, too, as they believed you."
Neither does Leila answer that question.
And the sound of a toothpick reached even Rosphilia's ear.
Rosfilia snorts.
"I admit you have power. You are strong. Very strong."
Rosfilia's face, seeing Leila with a blue face, looked somewhere sad.
"So I wouldn't call you Leila just a mouthful. You are."
Rosfilia whispered softly to Leila at the end.
"Alone, Leila"