An Old Country Bumpkin Lets Conversation Bloom

"That's quite a misfortune."

"Well, I didn't suffer any harm, but I let them get away."

The next day.

While giving lessons at the usual training grounds, I brought up yesterday's incident in the course of a casual conversation with the vice-commander, Hembritz Draut.

He showed up at the training grounds almost every day and devoted himself to training. He might have put on another layer of muscle since we first met.

We also sparred, and lately he seemed to be trying out all sorts of attacks instead of relying solely on brute force. It was good to see his progress.

Still, I wasn't about to let him beat me yet!

Even if he was the vice-commander of the Rebellio Order, now that I'd beaten him once, this old man still had a little pride and vanity to uphold.

"Still... Kurni chose a two-handed sword? That's quite a bold move."

As the other knights trained, our conversation turned to the petite knight swinging a large wooden sword in a corner so as not to get in anyone's way...