Rimuru the sin of love

SS: The Seeds of hard laber.

Gloxinia POV:

(I must admit, I didn't expect her to pull it off, but she did. Her performance was nothing short of remarkable. Her katana precision was flawless, and when she asked for an increased challenge, I was curious. She didn't just fight; she danced through the trial, combining precise kicks, cuts, and blocks with a deftness that was almost artistic. Her ability to multitask while dodging vines and thorns showcased not only her skill but her strategic mind.)

(Then came the endurance phase. She chose to ignore the stinging thorns and focus solely on dismantling the dolls. As her body grew wearier, her determination didn't waver. It was as if she entered a trance, where her movements were automatic, guided by her programming rather than conscious thought. The sight was awe-inspiring, yet also alarming. I had to intervene quickly when I noticed her approaching the brink of collapse.)

(The sight of her unconscious form, despite my efforts with a droplet of life essence, was unsettling. It's been six hours since the fight, and even now, she remains in a state of exhaustion. I am impressed and concerned. The sheer willpower she displayed to outlast the challenge at my own game is extraordinary. She has earned my deep respect.)

(As I approached the Sacred Tree to retrieve her fairy seed, the fairies around me were unusually focused on it. I wondered if I had missed something. When I saw the seed, my surprise matched theirs. This was the Royal Seed, a rare and prestigious recognition bestowed only upon those who are deemed future protectors of the Fairy Forest and the fairy race itself. The Sacred Tree only grants this seed to individuals of the highest respect and potential. The grandeur of this seed signifies that Rimuru is not only an exceptional individual but also someone whose future actions will be crucial for the protection of our realm.)

"Well, someone is in for a rough time," I said, acknowledging the weight of what this seed represents.