With the cold voice from the system echoing around me, the trial space began to tremble violently.

"Get lost. You stink…" "..." "Huh...? You want to be my servant? Know your place. How can a commoner with no status dare to approach someone of Desmond's name?" "..."

The space flickered, and the trial began to speed up, as though I were watching a video on fast-forward. My vision blurred as the scenes moved too quickly for me to process.

"Just leave me alone! Why do you keep following me around and bothering me?" "..." "Are you smiling? What’s there to …