Ning You realized something was amiss.
He changed his mind at the speed of light.
He couldn't just chop anything.
Some things you can't just chop at will.
Casually doing so would lead to trouble.
"Wait, let's forget about that. Chop this instead."
Ning You casually took out an apple from his Storage Space. This apple was still from yesterday, taken when he passed by an unmanned supermarket. He hadn't yet had the chance to eat it, so he kept it in the Storage Space as backup rations. Unexpectedly, it came in handy while he was in charge of the interviews.
An apple?
Asking me, the president of the Knights' Union, the woman who inherited the title of "Knight King," Milien, Artoria the Tenth Pendragon, to swing my sword and chop an... apple?
Without waiting for Milien's nod of approval, Ning You tossed the apple into the air.
Milien was actually unwilling to do this.
But she was skilled in swordsmanship.
How skilled?
