Vega stood on a pole not far away, watching a mage and a knight draw their swords, preparing for close combat.

Gwen was wearing standard protective gear that protected every part of her body, while Victor looked on in the mirror.

Beneath the trench coat, his entire body was wrapped in protective gear, making him appear as a knight.

These were clothes that Gwen forced Viktor to wear.

Although Victor kept emphasizing that his trench coat provided sufficient protection, Gwen never believed him.

What kind of defense can this tattered trench coat offer? Besides looking cool, it's completely useless.

Viktor said he loved hearing that.

So, after Gwen's repeated requests, he finally agreed to wear protective gear.

As he fastened his helmet, Viktor stood rooted to the spot, longsword in hand, clad in armor with a trench coat over it, creating a rather incongruous look.

Kefla sat not far from the training ground, watching everything with a look of confusion and bewilderment on her face.

She came to watch the fight, and incidentally, she was prepared to intervene and save Viktor if Gwen got too aggressive.

However, she was still confused.

What on earth are these two up to?

When Kefla heard that Viktor suddenly wanted to spar with Gwen, she thought that Viktor had finally come to his senses and was trying to rekindle their relationship.

However, Victor made an unexpected request—a purely melee combat sparring session without the use of magic.

Kefla was dumbfounded.

No, you're a mage, and you want to fight a knight in melee?

She was about to tug at Gwen's collar, intending to secretly get Gwen to refuse.

After all, she knew what Gwen was like; she would definitely take it seriously if they started fighting.

I don't care about getting injured, the main concern is that Viktor might lose face if he loses.

That would be terrible if it affected the relationship between husband and wife.

Gwen, however, agreed as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Kefla stood a short distance away, looking completely bewildered as she watched the two of them standing on the training field.

'I hope my brother-in-law won't get beaten too badly.'

Kefla silently prayed that things wouldn't get hurt.

"Gwen too, give Victor a break when necessary."

Gwen asked:

Are you ready?

Victor held his sword in one hand and nodded.

Although Gwen didn't understand why Viktor was holding his sword with one hand, she had seen him use his own sword before.

Viktor casually toyed with her silver sword.

This shows that Viktor has definitely trained; underestimating him could really lead to disaster.

Coupled with that inexplicable feeling of irritability, she kept wanting to beat up Viktor.

So Gwen used all her strength right from the start!

Gwen charged forward, brandishing her longsword, like a ferocious beast roaring at the front.

Viktor instinctively raised his longsword to shield himself.

clang!

Viktor moved very smoothly and blocked Gwen's first attack, but was still forced to take a few steps back due to the powerful force.

He felt a tingling numbness in his arm holding the sword, and couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed.

'That's some real strength.'

Although Gwen is far from being as powerful as she will be in the future, she is, after all, a knight who has been through countless battles.

The battle was triggered, and Gwen's level and health bar were displayed.

Lv31.

To put it another way, he's a knight who has just entered the third tier.

'About the same level as Chur?'

But Gwen is naturally stronger than Bichur, both in terms of strength and skill.

Viktor probed Gwen's strength, thinking to himself.

Kefla covered her eyes, not daring to look. She didn't want to see her brother-in-law knocked to the ground by Gwen in one move; it would be too embarrassing.

Her body was already involuntarily covered in goosebumps, and she was internally collapsing:

"Oh dear, oh dear, this is so embarrassing!"

As soon as Kefla finished speaking, she heard a clanging sound of metal striking metal. She parted her hands slightly and looked through the sound.

Then……

"ah?"

How could Viktor fight Gwen to a standstill?

Although Viktor was clearly at a disadvantage and was being overwhelmed by Gwen, the one-sided situation she had envisioned did not materialize.

No, this...?

Is Victor really a mage?

Gwen pushed off with her foot, extended her longsword, and stomped down hard in Viktor's direction.

Sand and gravel flew everywhere, and with a powerful impact, Gwen pierced the sky at an astonishing speed, instantly arriving in front of Victor.

Gwen swung a slash toward Viktor's hem, and Viktor instinctively leaped into the air to avoid the attack.

He adjusted his posture in the air, but before he could land...

The next second, Gwen's attack followed.

Viktor adjusted his stance, holding the sword in front of him, barely managing to parry.

However, under the barrage of sword blades, Viktor's armor still sustained several scratches.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Victor swung his sword at Gwen.

Gwen's eyes widened in surprise; she hadn't expected Viktor to be able to break free and continue his attack amidst such a dense barrage.

She took a small step back abruptly, dodging the sudden sword strike.

Having fought this far, Gwen was incredulous at Viktor's strength.

Although she knew Viktor could use a sword, she didn't expect him to be so adept at it.

The reason he fought himself to this extent was because, as a mage, Viktor's physical strength was not particularly robust.

If Viktor were stronger, wouldn't I be the one getting beaten up?

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