Aurelion stood inside the palace, a heavy longsword in her hand, her breathing perfectly steady.
The iron sword, weighing dozens of kilograms, seemed weightless in Aurelion's hands, incredibly steady, without even the slightest tremor.
Anyone could tell at a glance.
Aurelion must have undergone extremely rigorous training.
Gwen stood beside her, observing Aurelion's movements.
Excellent.
Her sword-wielding movements were just like those of a seasoned veteran who had been through countless trials.
Absolutely perfect.
"good."
Gwen nodded in satisfaction, signaling Aurelion to begin swinging her blade.
Aurelion quickly raised the hilt of her sword and swung it forward.
She began to repeat the actions mechanically and methodically.
Her sword swings were very powerful.
Each wave seemed to slightly tear open a crack in the air in front of him.
The tip of the sword gleamed with a faint, cold light, and the air around the blade was enveloped in a gentle breeze.
Gwen looked at Aurelion and nodded, seemingly even more satisfied.
So, being a teacher and teaching students is such a simple thing?
Viktor actually told her it was difficult, when it was clearly not difficult at all.
With each practice session, Aurelion's movements became increasingly skillful.
Each slash was faster and more powerful.
The whistling vibrations in the air became more frequent.
It doesn't look like it's their first day of practice at all.
After swinging the pen hundreds of times, Aurelione felt her strength waning.
After all, she was only fifteen years old, and in terms of physical strength, she was naturally not as good as those knights who had already entered their prime.
And she's a girl.
Even Gwen, when she was younger, might not have been able to do better than her.
During the break, Aurelion extended the blade toward the vicinity.
Celia, who was beside her, quickly took the sword that was handed to her and gave Aurelion a clean towel.
"Need not."
Aurelion shook her head and refused the towel Celia offered.
An aura began to gather around her, and a blue-glowing magic circle appeared out of thin air beneath her feet.
A white stream of light gradually traveled across Aurelion's body.
It seemed as if the sweat on my body had completely evaporated, gradually dissipating.
Gwen was slightly taken aback when she saw Aurelion unleash her magic.
This magic seems somewhat familiar.
She felt like she had seen this scene somewhere before.
Celia looked at Aurelion with heartache, but could only stand aside, not daring to say a word.
On the one hand, she had already been warned by the princess not to interrupt her studies.
On the other hand...
The person who taught the princess swordsmanship this time was Gwen Delin.
Celia, as the princess's bodyguard, is also a woman.
And among the women in the capital, there were few who did not admire Gwen.
Despite being a woman, she possesses remarkable independence and unwavering dignity.
He always exudes an aura that makes people feel they can rely on him.
Gwen's personal charm has earned her the respect of many women who aspire to be independent and rely on themselves.
Of course, there are those who praise and those who criticize.
There will always be some people who disapprove of Gwen's behavior, believing that her success is entirely due to her powerful fiancé.
She's just a scheming woman who gets the benefits but then pretends to be innocent.
While Aurelian was resting, Gwen, who was beside her, asked a question hesitantly.
"Your Highness."
"You've had some prior practice, haven't you?"
The princess looked at Gwen with a smile and began to speak eloquently:
"Yes."
“Normally, my teacher Viktor would have me do several hours of physical training during class.”
"He told me that even a mage needs enough physical strength to support his body."
After listening to Aurelion's explanation, Gwen nodded in understanding.
I see.
Gwen knew that Viktor was also skilled in swordsmanship.
However, it seems that he only had Aurelion practice the basic sword-wielding movements.
She began to consider whether to skip the tedious sword-wielding exercises and start practicing swordsmanship ahead of time.
But she quickly dismissed the idea.
The fundamentals are the most important part. Even at her level, she has always insisted on practicing sword swings every day.
After making her decision, she said to Aurelion:
"After we've rested enough, let's do a few more sets of sword-swinging practice."
“Okay, Ms. Gwen.”
Aurelion closed her eyes and breathed softly.
I felt my mind gradually calm down, my swollen muscles slowly relaxed, and my strength gradually spread throughout my body.
My heart was pounding, strong and powerful.
Suddenly, a fierce wind seemed to rise around them, even lifting all the curtains in the vicinity, making a whooshing sound in the air.
The servants clutched their skirts tightly, afraid that the sudden gust of wind would blow them away.
Aurelion's long hair was whipped into the air, but she remained calm with her eyes closed.
They were completely undisturbed by the strange things around them.
Until a warm, large hand was placed on her shoulder.
A sudden unease made Aurelione open her eyes, slowly raise her head, and look behind her.
Victor suddenly appeared, looking down at her.
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