Roxen froze. For a moment, he could not follow Thora's odd way of thinking. Then it hit him. Was she looking down on me? He smiled. He followed her words and said lightly, "I did think about it. My conclusion is the thief were just too tough." Thora shot him a strange look. Seeing her left speechless, a real smile finally lit Roxen's eyes. Thora didn't deny what she had done. She said seriously, "Things were urgent back then. Taking your car was not part of my plan. I'm sorry. And thank you." After saying sorry, she added her thanks. Every word was clear and firm. Roxen glanced at her, a little surprised, then laughed. His smile seemed to glow. "You're really a strange person." Thora's lips curved slightly. "The academy staff member in the game—that was you too, right?" Roxen neither confirmed nor denied it. "You're the only one who has me figured out." Thora's eyes narrowed slightly. Besides the game, Roxen had to be on the island during the second test, too. And he was not alone. They almost crossed paths. After she took down those two members of the thief syndicate, a gun was once aimed at her from the shadows. Since they never met face to face, she didn't bother asking more. After running half a lap together, Roxen asked, "Why didn't you want to join the Command Institute?" His eyes rested on Thora's side profile. When he heard that news, he almost thought he misheard. The person in front of him was the only woman he had ever truly admired.Thora's side face was still calm and cold. "You seem very interested in my business." She pulled the weight on her back a little tighter. Even after nearly 30 laps, she still ran with ease. That question was a polite way of turning him down, but Roxen's answer surprised her. His emerald-green eyes were fixed on her side profile. "Yes." There was no denying it. At this moment, he really was interested. Thora suddenly smiled. Still running, she turned her head to look at him. Their eyes met. Her smile was still on her face, and that brief smile made Roxen's eyes lose focus for a second. At that moment, he suddenly felt that the title "Prince" might suit the person in front of him even better. "I think you're pretty interesting too," Thora said. There was a judging look in her smile. That rare smile quickly faded. This person was truly different. Their first meeting started with a stolen car. They had fought side by side during the test. Only after entering the academy did she learn he was an upperclassman—and ranked third in overall strength in the whole academy. Now, he was even running with her on his own. "There's no special reason," Thora said calmly, looking straight ahead. "To me, everywhere is about survival. As long as my belief stands and I'm still alive, any place can be where I fight." Her voice was soft, and her tone was calm, but it carried a strong feeling that made people believe her. It felt like she was not sharing an opinion, but stating a simple fact—one that only she could truly live by. As she ran, a drop of sweat slid down her forehead. It caught the sunlight, clear and bright, before falling onto her military uniform, leaving a small dark mark. Roxen kept running beside her, but her words echoed again and again in his mind. A light flashed in his emerald-green eyes. He suddenly asked, "Then, what is your belief?"