Envy, jealousy, suspicion—emotions of all sorts bubbled within Joseph, making his steps feel lighter.
"Why did Vera agree to him? Is she planning a joke or looking for some fun?"
People murmured, watching the backs of the pair as they left. Fal's expression grew ugly; without contrast, there would be no pain. If Vera had refused everyone, he might have felt a bit better.
But now, she just rejected him only to turn around and agree to...
"Congratulations, Mr. Fal, you are the undeniable champion of this hunting competition!"
Biska's voice rang in his ears as she eyed Fal's strong physique. "Let's cheer! Applaud for the champion. Among warriors, I think you can certainly get along well with Deross."
Biska blinked appropriately, "I've heard you also have military experience, so you two must have a lot to talk about."
