No job: Check the cards, Loki, are there any problems with the cards?

From afar, she looked like a flower on a high mountain, beautiful but untouchable. Always virtuous, she had never been involved in any scandals with other men.

The Water God School's dojo has many disciples from noble families in the capital, all of whom secretly admire this unattainable beauty.

"Izuru, let me be your next opponent."

boom.

He collapsed very quickly.

Then... other disciples dressed in swordsman's attire came up to challenge Isorti, but without exception, every one of them who tried to challenge Isorti failed.

She has left many disciples behind... Among her peers, Isorti has no idea who her rivals are.

The sun set quickly.

The last rays of the setting sun fell upon each disciple in the dojo.

"Alright, it's getting late, let's call it a day for today's practice!"

Meeting adjourned!

With a command from a middle-aged man, the young people in the dojo stopped training as soon as they saw that the Water Emperor had spoken.

People said goodbye to familiar friends one after another, while others chatted and laughed with their friends, walking home together in groups of three or five.

The Water God style is a very special school of thought, completely different from the Sword God style.

If the Sword God style aims for a one-hit kill and maximum output, then the Water God style focuses on defense and counterattack.

Therefore, people who study the Water God Style are not the kind of people with a short temper or an impatient personality, because such people are not suitable for studying the Water God Style.

Isorti's personality perfectly matches this; she is gentle, elegant, and has a cheerful disposition.

By the way.

Last year, at the age of twelve, Izuru was already recognized as the Water Saint of the Water God School.

Just as the many disciples of the temple were returning home.

And Izoruti is also leaving.

Suddenly, a red-haired, sunny-looking nobleman called out to her from behind.

"Wait a moment!"

"Hey, is something the matter?"

Izuru turned around, revealing a kind and gentle smile.

Her smile has a friendly quality, like a gentle breeze, but it always gives others the wrong impression. When men see it, they subconsciously wonder if this girl likes them.

At this moment, the red-haired noble boy also suddenly blushed.

He handed the flowers behind him to Izuru, then mustered his courage and spoke gently.

"Excuse me, Miss Izoruti, are you free tonight? I've made a reservation at the most luxurious restaurant in town, and we could have dinner together tonight."

"...I'm sorry, but I'm really tired today and I'm planning to go home and rest."

"Oh, I see. Sorry to bother you, let's make it up another time."

Despite being rejected, the young nobleman sighed inwardly but maintained the proper etiquette expected of a nobleman.

He could only watch helplessly as his goddess, this unattainable beauty, turned and left, her figure receding into the distance.

"It's so annoying."

Where no one could see her, Izuru covered her forehead in frustration and sighed softly.

Like today, this kind of confession to her has actually happened more than once, but it has always been rejected by Izoruti.

Actually, Izoruti doesn't dislike men; on the contrary, she likes good-looking men.

In layman's terms, they are attracted to good looks.

But while those noble young masters were handsome, each one was merely a pretty face, a playboy who was worthless except for his good looks.

Even among the nobles, each of them had some unspeakable quirks in private.

Izoruti was even less interested in a man like that.

However, no matter how much Izoruti refused, some things were destined to be unavoidable.

As the granddaughter of the water goddess Leda, and with Izuru being a swordswoman of exceptional talent, she was highly favored by royalty and nobility.

Because I am too outstanding and too dazzling.

Izoruti even felt somewhat annoyed at one point.

As she left the temple to go home, she could still hear other disciples whispering among themselves.

"Look, there's Izoruti!"

"That's the granddaughter of Lady Leda, the water goddess. She's so beautiful."

"I practiced swordsmanship with her yesterday and received some pointers from her. She's an amazing person."

"Really...really? I'm so envious of you!"

"Wow, as expected of the granddaughter of the water goddess Leda, she will surely inherit the title of water goddess in the future."

commend.

The surrounding chatter was filled with nothing but praise.

Izuru's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, but... who could blame her for being the youngest Water Saint in the Water God Dojo at the age of thirteen?

that's it.

On her way home, Izuru was heading home as usual when she suddenly heard a loud commotion coming from a nearby weapons store.

Adhering to her long-standing principle of being a busybody, Izuru slowly walked over.

There was a young blond boy who wasn't very old, but Izoruti couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.

He was arguing heatedly with the weapons shop owner.

"Are you kidding me? Fifty copper coins for a rusty, broken sword? Why don't you just rob someone?"

"Tch! Buy it or don't, it's up to you. Dressed so shabbily, you must be a poor country bumpkin."

"Damn it, stop looking down on me. Make it cheaper, ten coins."

"No, forty-five."

"Twenty pieces."

"Forty pieces."

"Twenty-five."

Thirty pieces.

After a heated negotiation, both sides finally reached an agreement, stopping at thirty coins.

Just when Izuru thought the blond-haired guy would buy it, he suddenly smirked, revealing a cunning expression.

"Hehehe, young master... I'm not buying it."

"What?!"

The boss was completely dumbfounded.

He thought the other party was determined to buy and was planning to rip off the out-of-towner, but the other party simply walked away.

Someone nearby immediately chimed in, adding insult to injury: "Boss, he's playing you."

"Stinky brat!"

"You've wasted so much of my time, and you just say you won't buy it? Who do you think you are?! I'll teach you a lesson today."

After realizing he had been completely fooled, the boss became furious and, after yelling angrily, was about to raise his arm and rush over to beat the man up.

And the person who was playing tricks on others was none other than Roger.

He has been in the capital of the Kingdom of Asura for many days.

Being unfamiliar with the area, he encountered the owner of this shady shop, who, upon seeing that he was a kid from out of town, actually tried to rip him off.

Roger then played along and simply enjoyed the thrill of haggling.

Just as he was about to pack up and leave.

Suddenly, a blue figure blocked his way.

Izuru casually pulled ten large copper coins from her pocket: "Ten large copper coins, I'll take this sword."

"Ten?"

"Who are you? Mind your own business."

The boss glared angrily at the meddlesome blue-haired woman.

“Izoruti Kel’er”

"Who is it?"

Just as the boss was about to angrily teach this meddlesome woman a lesson, someone leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words.