Lulu pondered for a moment, then responded, "Captain, he's a gentle person."
Tasya nodded deeply in agreement.
"Indeed."
Each time the master won against her, he would offer guidance.
Their subsequent battles could be described as a flurry of blades, a razor-thin line between life and death.
The girls were positioned on opposite slopes of a hill.
Tasya: "The master's scent is very pleasant, never tiring of it!"
Lulu: "He has great leadership skills and is also very meticulous!"
Tasya: "Powerful and invincible!"
Lulu: "Handsome!"
The two exchanged remarks, with surprise flashing across their faces, not expecting the other to be so tough.
"The mask looks cool!"
"Tall and well-built!"
"Unbeatable in swordsmanship!"
"Calm and reliable!"
"Neat and clean, his clothes remain unsoiled even in fierce battles!"
