Lorein had always admired her father.
He was an excellent lord and a remarkable swordsman.
He had been the one to first teach her how to wield a sword.
However, he perished in a tragic carriage accident.
The accident occurred during a patrol amid an encounter with a horde of monsters.
It was a re accident, leaving her with nowhere to direct her sorrow.
At that mont, Lorein made a resolution.
“I have to protect my family in place of Dad!”
Her much younger siblings needed her.
She felt an obligation to safeguard them, her mother, and their domain.
Perhaps this sense of duty as the eldest daughter erged more strongly after her father’s death.
From then on, Lorein dedicated herself even more to the mastery of swordsmanship.
She had no ti for play or distractions like other children her age.
Her childhood made her a sowhat cold individual, making it difficult for people to get close to her.
But Lorein never concerned herself with that.
“As long as I have the strength to protect my domain, that’s all that matters.”
She was convinced that any personal deficiencies could be overco with skill.
Perhaps it was her poignant resolve, combined with her innate talent, that shaped her.
Lorein beca an exceptional swordsman, graduating from the academy’s swordsmanship departnt at the top of her class.
She even managed to defeat several monsters that invaded her domain during her ti at ho.
Lorein took pride in this achievent.
Now, she contemplated marrying into a reputable family, hoping to use the alliance to benefit her domain and fulfill her role.
…But she hadn’t foreseen sothing.
The long years dedicated to the sword had carved a deep void in her heart.
“…I want to beco stronger.”
The competitive spirit, the yearning for constant improvent inherent in a swordsman, burned within her.
Lorein, ever true to the sword, felt these desires intensely.
Once she married and beca soone’s wife, she would be expected to adopt the different role of a ‘madam.’
Her days would be filled with socializing and pleasing others with laughter and smiles.
Lorein abhorred this future.
Yet, she couldn’t postpone marriage indefinitely for the sake of her domain.
Her mother, Priscilla, wouldn’t force marriage on her and would support her dreams.
But Lorein’s own sense of responsibility wouldn’t allow her to delay it.
So, she wanted to reach her desired level before then, just before then.
Once she achieved this goal, she intended to let go of her aspirations.
‘… It’s too far away.’
But things didn’t always go as planned.
Just one more step. That’s all she needed.
A massive wall seed to stand before her eyes.
It was like the thirst that a tree felt during a drought.
The appropriate ti for marriage was drawing nearer.
The limited ti made her anxious.
Even with harder training, the right direction eluded her.
Would she end up not reaching her desired level, living rely as an ordinary noblewoman?
She felt increasingly suffocated.
Her stagnation was frustrating.
As she trained amid these unspoken troubles,
“Would you like to spar with ?”
A handso, skilled wizard with a sword approached her.
I realized sothing after my outdoor encounter with Ryuz.
Lorein jogged every morning, and this sight made n’s hearts flutter.
I was aware of the forr, but the latter had not occurred to .
“Well, Lorein is like a flower on a cliff. No wonder no man dares approach her, unlike Ryuz.”
Regrettably, this applied to as well.
Lorein still harbored so wariness towards .
Well, at least through swordplay practice, we had grown quite close.
But that’s recognition as a ‘swordsman,’ not as a ‘human.’
Perhaps it’s in her nature to clearly distinguish among her people.
“Still, considering Lorein’s personality, her fondness for has probably increased quite a bit. Initially, it was as if a cold wind was blowing.”
Nonetheless, it’s unpleasant to think that other n were ogling Lorein’s attractive figure.
With that in mind, I went to see Lorein first thing in the morning.
And I found myself admiring her outfit and figure.
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