"Soren, are you alright?"
Aurelia asked, her voice laced with worry as she saw him gasping for breath.
Currently, they were in some corner of the outskirts of the WhiteLeaf forest. Aurelia didn't know her exact place, though, as Soren was so fast, all she saw was a blur.
"Y-yeah...don't worry. Just a bit low on mana."
Fortunately, he seemed fine as, after taking a deep breath, he laughed.
"Haha...that was fun."
Really, Soren felt quite good at pitting that Owen.
Of course, the main reason why he did that was to show himself that he wasn't a weak B-rank archer.
He would need quite a bit of help from that guy after all. It was necessary to leave an impression.
As for whether the impression should be good or bad, it was up to him, right?
Besides, Soren knew Owen's nature from the game. He wasn't narrow-minded but was rather shrewd, just like a Merchant.
So, pitting him was really necessary.
Soren didn't lie.
