"Hmm… let's do this then. If you manage to cut off my arm, I'll give you your brother," Vanuer said brightly, flashing a radiant smile—completely ignoring the look of horror that bloomed on Ralph's face.
"What if I can't?" Aurianna asked coldly, her expression unreadable.
"Then," Vanuer said with a teasing grin, "you'll be under my tutelage during your whole school years. After all, that's the real reason you came here, isn't it? To learn from a strong lady like myself. And you probably want to seek refuge here for a while since you betrayed the Church of Paige by refusing to be her Saintess."
Aurianna let out a dry chuckle. "News travels fast, doesn't it?"
"Of course! Ahaha!" Vanuer laughed sweetly. "And making an enemy of my church isn't a wise choice, child. So, what do you say? A fair wager, yes?"
Aurianna paused for a moment, considering. Then she nodded. "Hmm… alright."
