Watching Furinjira's figure disappear swiftly into the distance, Prajna's lips curved into a smile. Her face had smiled more today than in an entire month usually.
Losa's footsteps echoed behind Prajna.
"Where's Furin?"
"Went out to play, no need to worry about her."
"Alright."
Losa responded somewhat absent-mindedly, still mulling over the list for promoting knights from the recent battle. Laine and Model had distinguished themselves and clearly deserved advancement.
Additionally, Ulm and Andreas, two outstanding Winged Cavalry, could also be considered for promotion to knights.
However, there were several brave attendants loyal to knights who had perished in battle. Losa was contemplating whether to recruit them under his wing and turn them into his inner circle.
This meant, when the opportunity arose, transitioning them into Winged Cavalry.
"Let's go find her."
