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It wasn't that she particularly liked Gino; it was simply that among the men around her who were of similar age and could get along well, Gino was the only one she could think of.

But as soon as this thought popped into her head, another person involuntarily came to mind.

That figure hidden deep in my memory.

Three months ago, she went to take the Sword Saint test and went into the forest alone to hunt down the designated monsters.

Unfortunately, he was attacked by the Snow Dragon Beast and fell off a cliff, breaking his leg.

In the midst of the swirling snow, she thought she was going to die. She vowed that if anyone could save her, Nina would repay that person for the rest of her life.

Perhaps the heavens heard her constant prayers... and sure enough, a prince on a white horse descended from the sky.

In a moment of despair.

Through her blurry vision, she only remembered being lifted up steadily in someone's arms. She couldn't see their face or tell their age, but she could tell it was a man from the width of their chest and the strength of their arms.

During the days she was unconscious in the cave, she could vaguely feel that the person was always by her side, changing her dressings, feeding her water, and keeping her warm.

By the time she truly came to her senses, the man was already gone.

They left without saying goodbye, leaving nothing behind.

Nina inquired everywhere afterward, but found no clues.

That person's identity remains a mystery to this day.

"Nina?"

Izuru's voice pulled her back to reality, "What are you thinking about? Don't tell me... you have someone you like too?"

"No, that's not true!"

Nina snapped back to her senses, her face flushing red. She frantically waved her hands, "I'm going to be the Sword God's woman! Marriage is fine as it is, I'll just find someone decent enough."

"Hmm? I see."

Izuru nodded thoughtfully, then her tone became more serious, "However, I think marriage is something that can't be taken lightly, especially for girls. They need to keep their eyes open and marry the right person so that they can truly be happy for the rest of their lives."

"...Why are we bringing this up again? Weren't we talking about you?"

Nina's face fell. "That's enough, you actually dared to lecture me."

"Sorry sorry."

Izuru smiled, then changed the subject, her tone becoming cautiously earnest, "But Nina... could you do me a small favor?"

"Help you?"

"Well, I haven't known him for very long, we're not close at all, but if Nina is willing to help me make the connection, things might be much easier for me."

Nina immediately took three steps back, her face darkening instantly: "Eh?! You actually asked me about this? You talk about how well we know each other, as if I'm some kind of close friend?!"

"I won't do it! You can figure it out yourself. I need to practice my sword, I don't have time at all!"

The rejection was swift and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

Izuru's beautiful eyes immediately welled up with tears as she looked at Nina with a pitiful expression: "Please, Nina."

"You're my best friend in this sacred land of swords, and you're the only one who can help me..."

"Ha... I really can't stand you."

Nina covered her forehead, her expression conflicted as if she had swallowed a fly. In the end, she gave in and sighed weakly, "...There's really no other way, I'll help you this time."

"Hehe, I knew Nina was the best."

Izoruti's face instantly lit up with a radiant smile.

Chapter 74 The Sigma Man.

The next morning, before dawn, Roger was already standing on the beach.

Waves crashed against the rocks, and the sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, rushed towards him. He stood barefoot in the shallows, still brandishing the elegant dragon sword in his hand.

He stood in the middle of the tide with his eyes closed and his breathing steady, like a statue.

As the first rays of dawn appeared on the horizon, he moved.

The elegant dragon sword sliced through the morning mist, leaving a sharp arc in its wake.

The Water God Flow strikes back decisively!

The blade left a trail of water in the air, and before the splashing seawater could land, it was swept up by the wind from his next sword strike, twisting into a swirling waterspout in mid-air.

With another slash, the waterspout exploded, sending countless fine water droplets flying in all directions like hidden weapons.

A few drops fell on the distant rocks, making a hissing sound and leaving a faint white mark.

Rogge sheathed his sword, exhaled, and shook his head.

"The Water God Stream's defense is quite good, but it's a pity that its power is a bit lacking."

He muttered to himself and then assumed the starting stance for the next move.

Two heads peeked out from behind a rock not far away, one above the other.

"Did you see that...?"

Izuru lowered her voice, her eyes fixed on the figure, "Even the way he sweats is so handsome."

Nina rolled her eyes beside her: "You dragged me out of bed so early in the morning just to watch him practice swordsmanship with you? No, I practiced until the wee hours last night!"

"Shh!"

"Keep your voice down!"

"We'll be discovered!"

Izuru quickly covered Nina's mouth, but it was too late.

Roger's ears twitched slightly, and he glanced at the reef, his brows furrowing.

But he said nothing and continued practicing the next move.

Izuru patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "That was close..."

Nina forcefully pried her hands apart, her voice low and filled with clenched teeth: "What exactly do you want? Didn't we agree yesterday that I would only help you make connections? Why are you spying on me first thing this morning? What kind of matchmaking is this?"

“That’s called understanding the target’s routine.” Isorti solemnly held up a finger. “As the art of war says: Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.”

"I need to know what he does at what time every day in order to design the perfect plan to meet him."

"...You need military strategy to woo a man?" Nina felt like her brain wasn't working properly.

"of course."

Izuru's eyes gleamed. "My master said that pursuing what you want requires strategy; blindly rushing forward is the stupidest thing to do."

Nina opened her mouth, wanting to say something in rebuttal, but then realized that it seemed to make some sense. She thought for a moment, then asked, "So how do you plan to bump into him?"

Izuru smiled mysteriously: "I've already made my plans."

"But what excuse should I use to approach him? It's so difficult."

........................

That noon.

Rogge went to the Holy Land Dining Hall for his usual meal.

He found a corner to sit down with his tray, and after taking a couple of bites of rice, another person appeared in front of him.

May I sit here?

Izoruti held the tray, smiling gently and gracefully, as if this were truly an ordinary, chance encounter.

Roger glanced up at her, then nodded expressionlessly: "Whatever."

Izuru sat down opposite him, gracefully picked up a piece of dried fish, and then casually asked, "This morning I was taking a walk on the beach and saw someone practicing swordsmanship. Could that person have been you?"

Roger lowered his head and ate his rice, giving a mumbled "hmm".

"What a coincidence!"

Izuru smiled, her eyes crinkling. "I often go for walks on the beach too. Maybe we'll run into each other often in the future."

"Ah."

Do you practice swordsmanship every morning?

"Ah."

Are you still going tomorrow morning?

"Ah."

Izuru's smile froze for a moment. The topic she had thrown out with all her might had been met with a mere "hmm" from the other party.

Moreover, Roger's eyes never left his plate from beginning to end.

But who is she?

She is the granddaughter of the water goddess Leda.