The breathing, sounds of a young man that seemed to be out of breath can be heard from each corner of the training ground. The place was lightened by candle sticks, every corner was made of wood, and there were weapons changes on each side, yet there were only two young men competing with each other
Eyes that looked like a hawk, the young master of the Howler household contains such curiosity and at the same time chuckles
As he did those, the sound that the lady's butler could only hear was mixed with Lucien's teasing laughter
"It seemed like you were still firm enough to do the training even if I have already used a tiny bit of my energy from teaching you"
"I'm not a master from any swords, young master so------"
"Hmm, it's fair enough however, I don't need any of your reasoning, Louis. What I need from you was the motivation to learn. Do you have it?"
