“You should enter the med bed and get your knee treated, Rye,” Erwin told his daughter from outside the room. “I’m going out, so take care of yourself.”

The sound of Erwin’s footsteps soon faded away.

“I’ve been doing that for a very long time,” Rye mumbled and then got up from the bed. “I don’t need the med bed. I slept a few hours, so I’m already fully healed.” She cracked her knuckles. “Now, I just have to find that brat and defeat him, so that I’ll become the Sovereign! As long as I don’t beat him senseless, I think Uncle Ryan wouldn’t get mad at me.”

She heard cries from her backyard.

“What’s going on?” she swiftly opened the door and rushed out. To her utter bafflement, all of her friends were swooning over Benjamin who looked extremely cute now that his hair was neatly cut. Even Dahlia was pinching his cheeks.

Rye’s stomach twisted.

“Dahlia!” Rye cried out.

But nobody cared.

“Dahlia!” she cried out again.

This time, Dahlia heard her and hurriedly made her way to Rye who was cle