Chapter 20 - Ip Woman vs. Arsehat

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Le Morte d'Arthur

Le Morte d'Arthur

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I feel a nudge in my side as I lay down on the grass. The training field is beautiful with the sun beating down on my face, the sounds of metal clashing against each other fill the air. Grunts can be heard from the knights training.

My eyes closed as I just lay on my back. The wind blows over my face and the grass blades tickle my barefeet.

I feel another nudge. I inwardly groan as I squint my eyes to see a figure standing over me, "Can I help you?"

The figure scoffs, "The training field is only for people who can actually fight."

"I can fight."

The figure scoffs again, "How can a woman know how to fight?"

Well, now I'm getting ticked off. First he bothers my peaceful nap, then now he insults the entire female population. We can't have that, now can we? "A woman can know how to fight the same as a man. By training. It's quite simple really to understand, unfortunately, you just don't have the brain capacity to understand."

"Get up."

"Why?"

"If you say you can fight-"

"I can."

"-then you wouldn't mind a fight."

"You want me...to fight you," I question.

"Yes," The figure nods.

"Naaaaaaaaah, I'm good. But thanks for asking."

"I wasn't asking."

"Yeah, I know, I just chose to ignore you."

"Get up," I feel another nudge from the figure hovering over me, "GET UP!" The figure says more forcefully. I prop myself on my elbows to see a man. A young man by the looks of it, dressed in armor. Definitely a new knight.

"No, thank you," I yawn halfway through my sentence. I see a curly mop of dirty blonde hair come to us, "Goldilocks Number 2!" I exclaim out with a large grin.

"Liz! What a pleasure it is to see you," Leon says. He reaches a hand down to me. I grab it and he hoists me up.

"Leon, this girl won't leave," The young annoying knight complains. Leon looks at us.

"Was 'girl' supposed to be an insult? It's merely an observation," I comment. Leon looks amused while the young knight glares at me.

"Liz, this is Sir John, a new knight. John, this is Liz," Goldilocks Number 2 introduces us.

"Liz, won't leave the training fields. It's supposed to be for people who actually know how to fight," John hisses out my name like venom.

"I can fight," I state, yet again.

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