She put her hand on her chin and thought for a moment.

“I suppose you're right…” She turned to Tibaut. “For a kid’s line of thinking anyway. So why didn't you question it?”

“Huh? Why would I-”

An idea soon slammed into Tibaut’s mind. This world obviously looked like it was in a mediaeval period. Would people back then have been so understanding of a casual relationship like hers?

Ruby got closer to him and began leaning on him. “Are you more of a man than I thought? Or did you like the idea and keep your mouth shut, Tibaut?” She whispered in his ear.

He quickly moved himself to the edge of the bench they sat on, with his heart starting to pound.

“Listen, people's relationships aren't any of my business. (Tch, with how much I heard about stuff like that happening in college, I didn't question it.)”

She scooched over and patted his head. “My, aren't you the understanding type?” He blushed but didn't fight off her hand. She turned back to Kevin and got closer to him. Really close.

“But I'm disappointed in you Kevin, why can't you be more Tibaut in how you view these things? Maybe I should broaden your horizons.”

Kevin was choked up trying to get words out but nothing would leave his mouth.

She chuckled seeing him like this and moved to a comfortable distance between the two, satisfied with herself.

By the way, Furor had left the carriage for a quick jog alongside it.

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(“Well, it looked worse than it was.”)

He said as he looked down at his injured leg.

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And the man who caused the bruising was still on the floor out cold. Ruby sighed as she looked at him and finally picked him up. She placed him on his side of the carriage.

“Boys, make sure you don't take him as a role model.”

“It isn't his fault he got beat up though,” Kevin said.

“Well, he would have still been sitting peachy if he decided to keep his mouth shut.” She added.

The journey continued until the group made a stop for the horses to get a break.

They gathered in the forest during the break.

Tibaut, Ruby and Kevin had sat in a circle on the forest floor, while others from the carriage in front of them were spread out in the forest, doing their own things.

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(“Huh, I guess Elizabeth and the others are probably just waiting in their carriage.”)

“So they're the ones who threw water at us.” She sighed. “I guess my hand will have to do this journey.”

Both boys had an inkling of what she was talking about but decided not to pursue it.

They heard footsteps approaching them and Tibaut turned to see who it was. It was Nigel and it seemed he washed his face at a nearby spring since there was no longer blood on his face.

“What the hell are you looking at? You have so much strength yet you couldn't spare a guy like me a hand? And people wonder why injustice happens all over the world. If they saw bastards like you it'd make a whole lot more sense.”

He casually sat next to Ruby and the annoyance on her was visible for anyone to see.

“Uh, yeah, sorry about yesterday and uh, earlier,” Tibaut responded.

Nigel’s ears perked up. “What was that?”

Ruby gave him a look that no man would desire.

“Yeah, I probably shouldn't have knocked you out yesterday and the least I could have done to make up for that was break up that scuffle with Furor. My bad, that's on me.” He said.

While what Tibaut said was sincere, it came out a lot easier because of what Elizabeth told him.

Nigel had a smirk as he heard him and brought his hand around Ruby. She gave an audible sigh.

“(Heh, looks like the kid has learnt some respect between yesterday and today.) Damn right, kid. Nice to see someone around who has some manners.” He said while looking at Kevin.

He shrugged off this comment and soon had his attention turned somewhere when he noticed a certain person walk by.

“Oi, red and white.”

Tibaut turned around to see Furor. Nigel wore a scowl but Furor paid him no mind.

“You two follow me.” He said.

He began walking without so much as another word.

“Oh, shit again?” Kevin commented as he got up and ran over.

Tibaut looked at him in confusion but Kevin turned back and grabbed his arm.

“Tibaut, listen we have to follow him.” He said looking nervous.

“What's this about?” He asked.

“Just come already! (I'm not doing this alone again.)”

He forcefully dragged Tibaut along with him.

“Aren't you gonna help him?” Ruby said, showing disinterest in her current position.

“What are you talking about? I should thank the guy for getting that bastard from my face and he did say he wanted to repay me back for yesterday right? Now why don't we have a little fu-”

Ruby removed his arm from her and walked off on her own.

“She'll come around eventually.” He stated.

The boys stood before Furor, with both looking ready for a fight. Or more accurately, to take a beating.

“Alright, with two of you idiots here, it should be more of a warm-up.” Furor stated as he held a wooden sword and pointed at them.

(With the slippery and the nippy bastard here it should provide some good exercise.)

(“No magic huh?”) Tibaut thought to himself. (“I guess even he realises it'd be needlessly risky.”)

Kevin looked nervous as they eyed Furor.

“3 hours.”

“Huh?”

“3 whole hours of training.”

“Uh, you good Kevin?”