Morning came quickly, everyone doing one thing or another.
The mansion was heavier that morning, with several maids and butlers walking around.
Not just them — even members of the Veritas Corps, clad in their full-body green armor, walked around cautiously.
Meanwhile, in the underground training ground of the mansion, two people stood apart from each other.
"Why do you have to drag me here so early?" Silas asked Amelia as he drew his katana.
"So you wouldn't get too caught up with work today," she smiled as she got into a stance. "Remember, you promised me this."
Silas nodded. "Let's get this over with. I am not holding back."
Amelia nodded. "Finally, we can have a serious fight."
As those words dropped, her body flickered forward. Like light, she appeared before Silas in a flash.
But Silas remained undisturbed. His grip tightened on the katana's hilt as he swung upward, parrying the attack with practiced ease.
