"Hercules, raise your sword! You are too slow!"
The training ground was filled with the harsh sound of metal clashing.
Martina's attack was powerful and heavy. After only two rounds of fighting with Hercules, she easily knocked the sword out of his hand and kicked him out.
Hector flew out and hit the stone wall at the edge of the training ground. He lay on the ground and groaned in pain.
Reiner, who was watching the fight from the side, couldn't help but say, "Martina! You hit the child again! Enough said, you treat Hercules like an outsider."
Martina put her hands on her hips and shrugged disapprovingly: "No, isn't that enough? If I really wanted to beat him up, he would have already flown away."
Reiner sighed as he looked at the greatsword in Martina's hand. "Besides, I've told you countless times that even in training, we should use wooden swords. If you just use a greatsword... how could Hectors withstand a weapon weighing over ten pounds? He's only ten years old."
"Huh? Didn't you say before that a calm sea can't produce excellent sailors? If you let up now, the enemy won't let up on the battlefield." Martina blinked and said confidently.
Reiner was speechless for a moment.
Heracles was strong and resistant to blows. He struggled on the ground for a few times before standing up. He was resting against the wall.
Ten years have passed since Hercules was born.
The child has grown from a hungry baby into a strong warrior.
Although Hector is only ten years old and his strength is temporarily not as good as Martina, he is definitely stronger than most of the Northgard warriors.
Perhaps because he was electrocuted many times as a child, he is particularly good at using thunder magic.
In addition, this child also possesses water and wind elements, and he inherited Martina's wind and thunder armor.
"Mom, I want to try the wind and thunder armor." Hetuos said expressionlessly.
"Okay, come on." Martina shouted, and the air around her began to become restless.
Luminila's third child, her little daughter Alexia, nestled in Reiner's arms, feeling the breeze blowing back and forth. She exclaimed, "My brother is so amazing! I want to learn from him in the future..."
He looked over when he heard her voice, and also imitated Martina to use the Wind and Thunder Armor, but the fluctuations it produced were far less powerful than Martina's.
However, Martina has just taught Hector the Wind and Thunder Armor, so he still has a lot of room for development.
The two men each held a greatsword, ready to go in the training ground, and finally shot out like an arrow from a bow and collided with each other.
A loud bang accompanied by a powerful electric current spread out in the surroundings, and thick smoke rose up.
After a few seconds, the smoke dissipated and only Martina was left standing in the training ground, while Hercules was nowhere to be seen.
Reiner wondered, "Where is my son???"
He stood up and looked around, wondering if Hercules was embedded in the wall by Martina, or hanging on the tree.
Martina shrugged. "It flew into the forest. It's okay. With the Wind and Thunder Armor, you won't die from a fall from that height."
Reiner was speechless.
This kind of thing has happened countless times, and he is used to it.
Before Hector was born, Reiner was still wondering if Martina would spoil the child too much.
From now on, Reiner was overthinking it.
Since she was three years old, Martina has treated Hector as a Japanese, running several laps around the tribe every day. It's about 60 kilometers, longer than a full marathon...
And if Hercules did something bad, Martina would never cover it up. She would just kick Hercules more than ten meters away...
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