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To the Lureid Kingdom
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Yulia, Yuna, along with the 4th unit Alma and the 5th unit Martina, headed toward the Lureid Kingdom.
“Are these four the ones going?” (Martina)
“…Yes. There are already three members of the Order hiding in the Lureid Kingdom.” (Yuna)
“I see. You don’t need to worry about u. Just do as you wish.” (Martina)
“…Understood.” (Yuna)
Yuna replied in a formal tone to Martina.
This time, Yuna was the leader of the rescue operation, and the two royal guards were merely supporting, but naturally, the two royal guards, being members of Casablanca’s personal guard, held a higher rank. They had to be mindful of the hierarchy as well. For Yuna, who wanted to focus on the rescue, the two were truly an annoyance.
“Alma-dono.” (Yulia)
“What is it?” (Alma)
Yulia asked about something that had been on her mind for a while.
“Could it be that you, Alma-dono, are from the royal capital’s arena?” (Yulia)
“…” (Alma)
The atmosphere froze.
Alma’s face, as she turned back, was stiff.
“Why do you ask?” (Alma)
“How did you know?” (Alma)
“So, you really are the gladiator Alma!” (Yulia)
Yulia, who was usually calm and showed little emotion, said excitedly, an unusual display for her.
Alma was a legendary gladiator known to anyone familiar with the arena. With overwhelming strength, she had remained undefeated for three years since her debut, recording 120 consecutive victories. She was so strong that starting in her fourth year, matches against male gladiators were arranged for her, yet she still never lost, ultimately achieving a total of 150 consecutive victories. She was undoubtedly the strongest gladiator in recorded history.
And then, she climbed the ranks from gladiator to royal guard for the princess, a perfect Cinderella story.
“When I debuted as a gladiator in the arena, everywhere I went was abuzz with stories about Alma-san. About someone who had risen from being a gladiator to a royal guard for the imperial princess.” (Yulia)
Yulia, now facing her idol, spoke passionately, her eyes shining.
“I see.” (Alma)
However, Alma’s response was curt.
Although Yulia sensed something was off, she couldn’t stop her overflowing emotions. At that time, and even now, female gladiators were only partly seen as fighters. The other half of their existence was treated as akin to prostitutes. To the female gladiators who endured the merciless stares and humiliation from male spectators, Alma, who had risen to the princess’s royal guard, was a source of great inspiration.
“Alma-san’s existence was a beacon of hope for female gladiators. Even though I didn’t know what you looked like, your example saved me so many times. Even when things were tough, I remembered your story and…” (Yulia)
“…Stop it.” (Alma)
“That’s why I’ve made it this far, thanks to you, Alma-san…” (Yulia)
“Be quiet! Just stop already!!” (Alma)
Alma’s loud voice caused Yulia’s mind to go blank.
In front of them, Yuna and Martina, who had been talking, turned around to see what was happening, but Alma waved them off, indicating it was nothing. Then, she slowly turned back to Yulia. Alma’s face had gone completely pale, and her body trembled slightly.
“I’m sorry for raising my voice.” (Alma)
She apologized in a faint voice.
Her timid demeanor was unbecoming of a member of Casablanca’s royal guard. The once dignified air she carried had vanished, her shoulders hunched, and she now looked like a frightened town girl.
“Don’t talk about my life as a gladiator. I don’t ever want to remember it. That kind of life.” (Alma)
“My apologies.” (Yulia)
Yulia had completely triggered Alma’s trauma.
Unlike Yulia, who lived a completely different life from her gladiator days and was no longer haunted by the harsh life she endured back then, Alma, who worked in the royal capital, still seemed unable to escape the pain of her time as a gladiator.
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