Chapter 16: Imam (6)
Dust swirled on the platform as the servants rushed in all at once. The duel was over, and it was time to clean up.
Among them, Diella was clearly the one who needed help the most.
Her small body had crossed the platform at full speed, and now, bruised from the fall and drained of magic, she was a mess. Watching her cough and cry didn’t evoke anger—it inspired only pity.
Seeing Diella in that state, Leigh was at a loss for words.
“Ah… ahh…”
Her sobs and clutching at her injuries were truly pitiful. It was supposed to be a ceremonial magic duel between nobles, but Leigh had never anticipated such an outcome.
“I… I’m so sor…”
Just as he was about to speak, Leigh stopped himself. Was he going to apologize? To poor Diella, who seemed mocked even by the heavens?
But the Diella he saw during the duel was very different from the one he had known.