He pulled out the swordsmanship manual Phemys had given him and began to read.
Under the dark night, only the moonlight provided illumination. Reading in such lighting conditions would certainly strain the eyes, yet the structure of a vampire's eyes, unlike that of a human's, allowed Murphy to read without any problems in the dark.
As he flipped through the thin manual, he was also thinking about his current skills.
It's needless to say more about the vampire's swordsmanship - the only close-combat skill he possessed - which he needed to practice diligently.
From the sword fight just now, he could pretty much discern that Maxim was a good sparring partner at this stage. This loyal servant of the vampire clan, who has served for three generations, had at least a proficient mastery of the vampire's swordsmanship.
Jed was truly arrogant. He failed to see Maxim's potential in this regard and his life-threatening training intensity. Jed just didn't recognize talent.
