After tests and battles, Nouel and Lucrezia returned to the central room. Nouel suggested having dinner together, and Lucrezia gladly accepted. Currently, Nouel and Lucrezia were having dinner together.
“From this moment on, you have to wear that armor,” Nouel ordered gently and casually after finishing his dinner.
“Why? Honestly, I don’t want to wear it,” Lucrezia responded casually, still chewing her dinner.
“What?” Nouel replied with displeasure. “I’ve worked hard to design and create that armor for you, and you don’t want to wear it? You’re so cruel.” Nouel grumbled, pretending to be hurt by Lucrezia’s words, as if the girl sitting in front of him didn’t appreciate his effort.
Lucrezia smiled in response to Nouel’s reaction, placing her fork down and resting her chin. “I feel it’s
