Chapter 70

Clang! Clang!

Every time the gleaming blades met, a bright, metallic ring rang out.

"Tuck your chin in a little more, and keep your shoulders from swaying! If your shoulders shake, you'll waste half your movements!"

Clang!

"Eyes forward. Brace your stomach, or your balance will break."

In the end, Adele stopped mid-swing and said:

"Let's take a break."

Isabel had left some time ago, and she had been at sword practice for hours since.

She wore a white linen shirt and trousers that clung to her frame, her hair tied up high. Her bangs and her shirt were soaked through with sweat.

"Swordsmanship is like dancing, my lady. Lose that natural grace and simply hack away, and all you'll have is a street brawler's knife fight."

The white-haired knight teaching her never held back his advice. But Adele couldn't bring herself to take it to heart.

"Even a brawler's…