Chapter 179. Hunting points
As Rin walks through the busy camps on the edge of the Deltou Colossale Forest, her dress billows in the wind. She observes the colorful scene of laborers rushing to erect tents, soldiers sharpening their weapons, and nobles making stately gestures.
She hadn’t attended the Royal Hunting Event before, and the grandeur of it filled her with anticipation. She would have been nervous to go into the forest eight months ago, but now that she was more resolute due to Isolde’s rigorous training and her own increasing confidence, she felt a silent strength.
Her pink eyes scanned the crowded crowd as she made her way to meet Velmera at the Saravelle camp, the tall trees in the forest creating long shadows in the distance.
She was momentarily focused on a young man her age passing by. She couldn’t place it, but there was something familiar about him.
His confident, smooth voice called out before she could keep going. "Rin Valarune?"
Rin turned and looked into his eyes, her violet hair swaying. He was impressive, with jet-black eyes full of charm, well-groomed emerald-green hair, and fitted noble attire that accentuated features that were on par with Leonhardt’s. Hold on. Leonhardt?
Her forehead furrowed slightly as she shook her head to get rid of the painful thought of Leonhardt.
"Are we acquainted?"
The young man’s lips curved into a playful smirk, his tone teasing but with a hint of mock hurt. "Oh no, you don’t know who I am? Your duel with Berend would have left a lasting impression. He stepped closer, his endearing black eyes gleaming. "I’ve been a fan ever since you performed in that fight."