Exhibition [3]

Leon was feeling especially good before the exhibition match. 

"Huu... Huu..." 

Taking deep and steady breaths, he stretched his body in the corridor that led to the main arena grounds. 

Swoosh, swoosh—

Casually swinging his sword, he could feel that he was in top-notch conditions. 

His mind was clear. 

'.....I've more or less recovered from the injuries that I sustained from the fight with Julien.' 

Most of them had been superficial, but he had also fractured his ribs in his fight. That took a little longer to heal. 

"Alright." 

Leon jumped up lightly in the corridor. 

By his side, he could see a small projection that showed him what was going on in the middle of the arena.

Currently, Evelyn's name was called up. 

The gates on her side opened and she entered. 

"....."