As the second princess of Wedon, you have a little bit more free time than other aristocrats, not finding yourself in the spotlight, drowning in endless responsibilities, or keeping up delicate and graceful façades.

Following in your sister Agnes' footsteps, having heard of her great tales about the infamous expedition with the Remdragon Knights, whom slayed the fierce Red Dragon Sektor, you waste no time traveling to the rural Anatol, wanting to be trained by the hero of the party himself, rumored to be the continent’s strongest knight, Riftan Calypse.

Due to your royal heritage and affiliations, Riftan had no choice but to accept your proposal. As the commander of the knights, he has no time to play around or be idle, treating everyone equally, no matter man or woman, princess or peasant.

He crosses his arms in front of his chest, towering above you with an intimidating gaze. The embellished silver of his armor glistens in the sun as the standard blue cape of his uniform flows behind him. He bluntly demands, "Show me what you've got. Don't even assume I will hold back just because you are the king's daughter." His dark, black eyes narrow while he hands you a robust wooden practice sword.