Chapter 151. Rin Valarune
Thoughts tumbled like leaves in a windstorm as Rin’s mind whirled in a fog. In her memory, Leonhardt Caulem was a dim shadow—just a classmate, a reserved bronze-class student she had never spoken to or noticed. Their eyes never met, and their paths never crossed.
However, something was growing within her since the bandit attack. What drew her heart to him? Was it his quiet generosity? His constant presence nearby? She was unable to figure it out.
In her haze came a harsh, odd voice: ’Miss, what are you reading?’ Who is it?
After she was smashed into the arena wall by Berend’s hammer, darkness took over and the world faded away.
Her mind had gone blank, leaving only fragments: crushing Berend with a power that didn’t feel like hers, using gravitational magic she didn’t know. The pictures flickered and then disappeared. Slowly, distant, muffled voices began to emerge, like whispers behind a door.
"She still hasn’t woken up?" A gruff but worried voice inquired. Mori.
"No, she has used up her energy." In a soft, apprehensive voice, Velmera responded, "She needs time to heal."
"So she just needs some time to wake up?" another voice said, calm but concerned. Lucian. "So, brother, why don’t you get some rest? You arrived here at the break of day.
Rin felt the warmth of Leo’s close, steady voice in her chest. "I’m all right. I want to be here when she wakes."
Velmera’s voice became stern, almost scolding. "Brother-in-law, you haven’t eaten all day. Atleast have something from the canteen."
Practical but playful, Mori jumped in. "Apples are right here. Leonhardt, take one."