Compared to the time and effort that Phloria had put in swordsmanship her whole life, Lith was still a beginner. During the years they had spent apart after the academy, the gap between them had only grown larger.
"Wow, for someone who has to train Light Mastery, bloodline powers, and everything you still keep a secret from me, your skill is impressive." She said after whooping his a_s_s and moving onto Protector’s.
They could speak freely because the array also Hushed them, keeping the members of the Queen’s Corps and everyone else out there from overhearing them
"Thanks, I guess." Lith watched at every one of Phloria’s movements as her estoc barely touched Ryman’s mace and yet managed to alter its path so that it became harmless.
Three moves later, she moved back to the children while Protector spat a mouthful of snow.
"Why do we have to do this boring stuff?" Lilia asked, tired of doing what looked like a silly dance to her. "Why can’t we practice as you do?"
"Swordsmanship is about three simple things. Wrists, footwork, and moving your sword, no matter if to block or attack. Yet by combining them, you can achieve endless possibilities."
Phloria performed the "silly dance" over and over again, adding one more movement with each repetition until the kids’ mouths hit the floor.
"Practicing the sword is identical to the study of magic. If you don’t master the basics, you can’t move forward. Also, if you ever decide to enroll in the academy, you need to learn how to defend yourself.
"Remember your uncle’s stories. There are a lot of bad guys on Mogar." Phloria said as the kids nodded, eager to start practicing again and reach the level of their respective role models.
While Lith and Protector fought against her or each other until exhaustion, for the children it was just a light training that lasted around one hour before dinner. At that age and without Invigoration, anything more intense would have crippled their growth.
Lith gave everyone homework, but he wouldn’t check it unless requested nor would he force anyone but Ryman to study. Magic had to be a passion before that a profession, and he wanted the kids to take their time discovering what they wanted to do.
’They are too young to make any important decision. Whatever path they take in life, it must bring them happiness, not just make them live up to someone else’s expectations.’ He thought.
’Strong words for someone who worked his a_s_s off ever since I got memory.’ Solus chuckled.
’I wasn’t a kid back then. I’ve never been one.’ He replied.
Solus couldn’t practice outside with the others without revealing her existence so she did it in the living room by following their every move through a window and her bond with Lith.
"My son has truly ruined you." Elina sighed, watching at the young woman in her stone doll form that spent her free time doing more training and studying.
"No, he didn’t." Solus shook her head. "This is much better than wasting my time doing n-"
Elina’s compassionate gaze cut her short, making her realize how much she sounded like Lith.
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