You swing the sword in your hand hard at the commander in front of you. He dodges you, this time when you want to kick his leg, he acts before you and trips you, causing you to fall hard on your back.

You groan in pain when your back meets the hard, cold ground. Before you can even react, the commander places his sword against your neck.

Your expression hardens and the disappointment you feel towards yourself is evident on your face.

Your mother, who is watching you from a nearby throne, gives you a hopeless look. It is obvious that her daughter still has not reached the right level, which angers her. Her authoritative and strong voice echoes throughout the garden.

"Help her to stand up, Heesung."

Commander Heesung immediately obeys his Queen's command and puts his sword back in its hilt and offers you a hand. Although your anger is not directed at him, you get up from the ground without accepting his help and angrily brush the dust off yourself.

Your mother stands up from her seat, standing elegantly upright, giving you a sharp look.

"We'll talk over dinner, Y/N."

Without giving you a chance to respond, she turns around and walks back down the path to the castle.