"Angela, when did you also learn to bluff?" Harman said, "Do you even know how to hold a sword?"
Gwen also said, "The battlefield for women is in the castle, mending clothes and bearing children for men. Wielding swords is not your concern. You should choose a proxy knight instead."
"If you really can't pick one, I can recommend someone for you," Rafael added. "My attendant Vitelles, his Swordsmanship isn't bad..."
"I will participate in the contest myself," Angela repeated.
This time she deliberately raised her voice a few notches, and the hall initially fell silent before erupting into laughter.
It wasn't until the girl's voice rang out again, "For the all-powerful Saturday has already bestowed upon me the strength to defeat formidable enemies."
The laughter in the hall abruptly stopped.
Gwen frowned slightly, "Hasn't the Immanuel Family always worshipped the Silver Moon Goddess Pexia? How did you become a follower of Saturday?"
