He shook his head in disappointment. After all that, she missed her throw. Not just him, others had similar thoughts.He took the sword from his lap and stretched it to Charles. Charles was hesitant, staring at Iris whose gaze was unwavering. Looking back at Art who still had the sword stretched out, he said, “As much as I would like to spar with her, I think she wants someone else.”Art a little bit confused, looked towards Iris. He looked behind him to see nobody before looking back at her with furrowed eyebrows. Without a doubt, she was staring at him.‘What’s with her, why me?’ He looked at the sword he was holding before closing his eyes to make a decision. ‘Hmmm. This might be a good opportunity. I’ll make them believe I’m still very weak, hereby raising the face-slapping to greater heights,' he chuckled slightly with a slight smile confusing Charles. When his eyes opened, they were burning with determination as he stood up and walked towards the arena.“What the hell, Why d
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