When the watchman finished speaking, Jonveled launched his attack at the opportune moment!
*Clang!*
Thales received the first horizontal slash.
But Joveled felt that something was not right.
'Is the prince's gaze… a little unfocused?'
At this moment, Thales was thinking about something.
It was all thanks to Mallos' explanation. The teenager understood something.
'It's no wonder why I can feel that strange sense of familiarity from Jonveled's attacks.
'I see.
'This is… a battle in the style of Northlanders.'
Thales exhaled, and he recalled with faint nostalgia of the times he received his pummeling lessons in Heroic Spirit Palace, even though he thought that he would never have such emotions toward it.
In his short but rich experience in fighting, there were only three people who really affected his fighting skills with the sword when they taught him through words and the sword.
