Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 394: Something’s Wrong With Miss Angel

Roel’s mood had improved significantly after hearing the words Kurt said after the end of the battle. The rage that had been bubbling within him due to the besmirchment of Grandar’s reputation quelled by half.

Who could have thought that a student from the Theocracy would deliver a piece of shocking news to him at this moment?

“What? Nora is intending to withdraw from the tournament?” Roel asked with a frown.

He was even doubting if he was hearing things.

Nora is surrendering? You must be kidding me!

While the Challenger Cup was not particularly important for people like Nora and Charlotte, the prestige from winning the tournament would build their prestige and reinforce their legitimacy. They were already proceeding into the top 4, so why was she suddenly withdrawing at this point?

Not to mention, it was hard to imagine that someone as strong-headed as Nora would actually surrender.

The perplexed Roel posed his question to the female student, but much to his surprise, the latter revealed a look of dilemma. She carefully thought about the matter before hesitantly speaking up.

“Her Highness hasn’t said anything about it thus far, but she doesn’t seem to be in a good physical condition.”

“What did you say?”

Roel’s face darkened. He quickly followed the female student back to the Saint Freya Academy.

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“Your Highness, Lord Roel is here.”

“Mm. The rest of you may leave.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

In a living room that gave off an air of traditional elegance, Nora sat alone at a tea table by the window. She dismissed the other Theocracy nobles in the room before directing a smile at the approaching black-haired man.

“What a solemn look you have on your face. It has been a while since I’ve seen such an expression on you. How was your fight?”

“I gave that arrogant fellow a good beating, but that’s not important now. I heard that you’re intending to withdraw from the Challenger Cup. What’s going on?”

“How should I put this? A small issue has occurred with my body.”

“!”

An anxious furrow formed on Roel’s forehead.

It was n

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