"By the way, I heard that the most renowned prodigy of the Plantagenet Kingdom—what's her name, Alice?—seems to be in the imperial capital!"
"Hmph! When there are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys call themselves kings! Let her be arrogant for a few more days. Next time I meet her, I'll stomp her underfoot and show her what I'm made of!!"
Alan couldn't help but chuckle.
Gayle covered his face with his hand, finding Francis's suicidal arrogance hard to comment on.
Just then, dazzling flashes of lightning cracked through the air like a frenzy of silver serpents, descending from the sky above.
The previously low-profile Alice finally made her move.
Francis didn't even have time to react before his entire body was enveloped in blinding lightning. The searing pain of the thunder tearing through his body nearly caused him to pass out, black smoke rising from his charred skin.
