The sword flapped like a butterfly flapping its wings, the silver light made a gorgeous track and finally extinguished in a flash.
The cold faced, long-haired female elf put the sword back into the scabbard and turned towards the lined up students.
Miriya, the teacher in charge of swordsmanship and fighting at Saidian Central Academy, took a basic swordsmanship lesson this morning.
“This set of sword dance moves is very useful in actual combat, and might also be used in end term tests for individual performance. I hope that everyone practices this well and masters it. Is it clear?” she said lightly without any waves in her expression or voice.
“Understood!” the students answered in unison.
“Student Brock” she looked at me.
“Yes, what’s the instruction teacher?” I didn’t expect that she would suddenly call me and subconsciously straightened my body.
“Why are you not in line and standing so far?” she asked me. I was standing alone ten meters away from the lined up elf students.
“……I like standing here and the air here is good,” I said whatever came to my mind.
All the female elf students don’t dare to come within five meters of me. If I try to line up with them, won’t it cause a disturbance and make them run away?
“Can you clearly see from that distance?” she asked another question.
“I’m tall and have good eyesight, so it’s not a problem.”
“Are you really listening to the class? I think I saw you looking at the ceiling just now.”
“The patterns on it are very beautiful, so I couldn’t help looking at it…”
Wasn’t it you who complained to the dean the day before yesterday, just because I was watching you when you were demonstrating sword moves?
This swordsmanship teacher was also an elf who has a prejudice against orcs. I also understand that it’s impossible to change this kind of mindset overnight. At the moment, it was better that I take initiative to keep a distance from her, so as not to cause any unnecessary trouble.
She was silent for a moment, and seemed to have lost interest in this side, then she turned her eyes again towards the lined up students, “So, in the rest of time, you guys do sparring exercise in pairs and practice well the content taught in this lesson.”
The orderly lined up students spread out and they quickly found their usual practice partners.
Of course, except for me.
Princess Alyssa, who was not far away cast a concerned look in my direction. I shook my head at her, telling her not to care about it.
Making her and me on the same team would cause her trouble, and not to mention the number of students adding me was odd, so one person has to be left out in any case.
Anyway, it was more comfortable to practice alone.
“The number of people today is odd.” Miriya finally noticed this side.
As I was about to speak, she continued: “then let me accompany you in practice.”
“What?” my mouth opened wide in surprise.
She…. doesn’t she hate orcs?
“What’s wrong, student brock? You don’t want to?” Miriya held the sword hilt attached to her waist and stared into my eyes, “you are not trying to be lazy by being alone, are you?”
“No!” I shook my head vigorously, “it’s a great honor.”
The way it felt like, if I didn’t agree, I would be cut down immediately….
“That’s good.” She took the wooden sword from the weapon rack and walked toward me in the surprised eyes of students.
What was she up to?
“Let’s begin.” she stood a few steps away from me.
“Eh.. please advise” with confusion filled in my head, I picked up my assigned practice sword.
She stood with the wooden sword for a few seconds, and then took the lead to the attack.
It was just a blink of an eye.
She had already rushed in front of me and the wooden sword was pointed straight at my chest
So fast!
The conditioned reflex cultivated from the rich combat made my body move before thinking. I leaned over and let the sword stab miss the body.
She flipped her wrist decisively and let the wooden sword seep this way.
I hurriedly backed away and created the distance, the tip of the sword had almost swept past my chest.
This female elf’s Swordsmanship was very good, I have to be more serious!
This time I took the initiative to attack.
I adjusted my posture and stepped forward. At the same time, I raised my wooden sword and slashed it towards her.
She reacted quickly and raised her sword to block it.
Snap!
The wooden sword gave out a crackling sound and I clearly felt that the sword in my hand had lost some of its weight.
“This….” I looked at the wooden sword in my hand with surprise.
I didn’t use much force….
“It’s broken. The wooden sword has been eaten by insects after being left for too long.” Miriya was rather calm.
“No, it’ felt like… it was not like that…” looking at the cracked part of wooden swords, I couldn’t help frowning.
Most of the cracked part was flat, it felt as if some had sawed it in half, and that’s why it broke when it was hit.
“Anyway, there doesn’t seem to be any more training swords.” Miriya glanced at the empty weapon rack, and put her hand on the long sword on her waist “I can’t use the original weapon. So, Brock, come with me to the equipment room, let’s get the swords and come back to continue.” she looked at me and said with an expressionless face.
“If it is to just take the sword. There is no need for the teacher to go there, I can get it by myself…”
“This is my class. How can I let the orc be out of my sight?” she frowned slightly.
“I understand….”
“You guys continue practicing.” she told the students and then turned to me, “You, come with me.”
Then she turned and walked towards the door.
I always feel… there’s something wrong.
Although this thought came, I had no choice but to follow her.
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