"Yes, you won, Amelia." Laine nodded with a smile, indifferent to the outcome.
"Alright, now your heart and kidney belong to me." The little maid stretched out her hands towards Laine: "Come on, dig out your heart and kidney for me, they're my spoils of war."
"Hahaha!" The Imperial Great Nobles in the room burst into laughter; the interaction between the two was as amusing as a play.
"What kind of prize is this..." Laine also laughed heartily and said, "You defeated me, very well, I'll give you a nickname in this tabletop battle game, let's call you 'tossgirl'."
"Tossgirl? Tossing girl?" Amelia was a bit puzzled and thought for a moment, unwilling to concede: "Then you should be called tossboy!"
"Alright, from now on, my nickname in the tabletop battle game will be tossboy." Laine nodded repeatedly; it was rare for him to admit defeat so readily, but losing is losing, nothing wrong in admitting it.
