CHAPTER 29 (2). THERE WAS NO CHOICE IN THE MATTER

Meanwhile, Rafaella was shooting her bow like a fish that had met water. She made a satisfied expression only after replacing the quiver two more times, and the other knights who had followed her were looking at that with an exasperated expression.

They had heard that her skills were getting better these days, but they didn't know it was to this point. She looked pleased with a satisfied face at the amount of the prey piled up behind her.

Ah, this would be enough for the winning prize, right? Rafaella, who counted the number of prey with an excited look, soon remembered something, and her face became a little serious.

"I wonder if Her Majesty is doing well."

She had told her she would follow, but Patrizia had rejected her request. Although it wasn't that she didn't know Patrizia's desire to enjoy her own time freely... she just felt a little uneasy. Rafaella asked another knight that was behind her.

"Sir Rasil, do you know where Her Majesty is?"

"I wouldn't know."