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Thus, that was why, despite the Fletcher and Toma families having extensive connections throughout the city, they had not yet managed to locate Roselynn and her captors.

"Miss Roselynn, feeling better today?" Gwain asked as he approached her early in the morning.

He was obsessed with becoming the world's greatest martial artist, especially after facing off against Aora and Xarri. He had realized that their skills rivaled his, which only fueled his desire to master the Dragon Tome. Many of the wealthy ladies in Zovince admired him because of his title as the world's best fighter. But what would happen if they discovered he wasn't truly number one? His pride wouldn't allow it.

"Yes, I had a quiet night's sleep and now feel much better," Roselynn said, stretching lazily. She knew Hank and Wyatt had taken turns guarding her throughout the night, fearing she might try to escape. So, instead, she decided to sleep peacefully and wait for her chance.

Tagain?" Gwain asked with a polite smile, still maintaining

I really want to help you," Roselynn replied, suddenly adopting a sincere expression. "You and my brother are both famous heroes, and you're so handsome-it's no wonder women are drawn to you!" Gwain smiled, pleased by her flattery, though Hank sneered from behind him. "Hmph, your brother is not worthy to be mentioned alongside Mr. Gwain. He's just a minor grandmaster from Nuthana, nowhere near the level of the world's greatest." Roselynn internally cursed him and his ancestors. My brother has more honor in his little finger than you three frauds combined! But outwardly, she smiled and said, "Well, being the Grandmaster of Nuthana is still impressive, even if he's not as strong as the great Mr. Gwain." Gwain accepted her praise, though he tried to appear modest. "Miss Roselynn, you flatter me. Whether I'm truly the best is still up for debate. But if you can recite the Dragon Tfor me, I'll make sure not to

want to help you, but being stuck in this small, confined space is makingfeel suffocated. I can't

I'm so scared!" As expected, her reaction triggered Gwain's protective instinct. He immediately scolded Hank, "Show srespect to a lady! Especially one as beautiful as Miss Roselynn. We aren't bandits. We're just trying to

clear my head, I'll be able to remember the Dragon Tmore clearly," Roselynn pleaded, batting her eyes at

thought for a moment, studying her closely before

walk. But Miss Roselynn, once we