"Sigh..."
Watching the corpse of the green dragon being dragged away, Emilia breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her grip on the hilt of her sword.
The girl beside her, however, had her eyes wide open in disbelief.
"Em, Em, Miss Emilia? They, they killed a dragon?"
"Mmm... it's surprising, but since it's the Tribunal... it doesn't seem that surprising."
As she spoke, Emilia sighed.
"Also, don't call me 'lady'."
"But..."
Looking at the girl beside her, Emilia felt that life was unpredictable. Just less than a year ago, during the cold winter, she had been a new god-favored sacred knight, following Duanmu Huai like an ignorant puppy. Now, in less than a year, after adventures in Neverwinter City and the Dark Region, she had become the Chief Knight of the Tyler Church in Neverwinter City—taking over Eribeth's position.
And the girl, the new god-favored knight, had become her subordinate.
Did Mr. Duanmu look at me the same way?