It reached the time of year where Aethra would be stripped from their best fighters and taken to Juru to fight in battle.

This time Sydney was the one to opt for people, which put the ones who want to get in so uneasy. Sydney was too picky.

He had patrolled the city over the year, so he had a note of those who had exceptional skills in his head. You being one of them.

But there was a problem.

To him, you were an absolute sweetheart, and he didn’t need that in his line of work. He imagined you as the type to freeze at the sound of death.

So even in your eager gaze, he brushed you off.