Ch.65 Elite Disciple

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Liena and I were sitting at the table in her room after we had our celebration.


Liena: Your Bohemian style has endless potential. I was completely mesmerized in the fight. You held your own with such confidence in your swordsmanship and read Volo like a book. You even anticipated his counterattack even though you already sliced him. I used to think that my own Serlut style was a practical sword skill but it still seems too rigid compared to yours.


Mav: Don't sell yourself short. Your Serlut style has great flexibility and diversity. I'm certain that you'll continue to refine it. 


Liena: Actually Mav, My family's official sword style was the High-Norkian style but one of our ancestors displeased the emperor and we were banned from using it. Instead, we had to rely on our combat skills or rather, our irregular sword skills. Thus the Serlut Style was made. I always took pride in our style but I began to have some doubts. I'm sure that the reason I couldn't defeat Volo was because he was passed down our style.


Liena looked up at me, a gentle smile on her face  as she continued.


Liena: But you Mav, you're different. You don't feel inferior to other traditional sword styles because of your unique one. I'm fairly certain that you think you're better than the traditional sword styles. I believe that watching you over the past year and the duel with Volo showed me that one should have more pride and joy in who they are and what they can do rather than wishing or wanting to be something they're not. Mav, I'm so glad that I had the opportunity to become your mentor. Thank you, for everything you've taught me.


I felt my face heat up a bit as I smiled.


Mav: Geez, really hitting me with all that sappy stuff tonight are we? Well, thanks. Anyways, I have something to ask of you.


Liena: What is it?


Mav: Meet me near the outside of the forest. Bring your sword.


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I made my way to the garden mentally cursing myself. I can't wait to get rid of these damn flowers, they've been nothing but a pure hassle. I saw two people walking out of the garden as they stopped and smiled at me.


Raios: Ah, perfect timing, I was just about to come looking for you.


Mav: Ah yes if it isn't....uh.......who are you again?


Raios: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Hmph, damn commoners and they're short term memories....I am Lord Raios and this my humble servant Humbert.


Mav: Okay then was there something you needed?


Raios: Oh no, I just wanted to congratulate you on a well-fought duel. I extend this gift to you as congrats.


Raios slipped something into my jacket pocket and bid me goodnight. I pulled whatever was in my jacket pocket out and saw it looked to be....ah shit. I walked over to where my flowers were to see them ripped out. Yikes, this has turned into a difficult situation. I normally wouldn't be that annoyed if these were just any old flowers but these were flowers that didn't bloom in the Northern Empire called the zephilia. They were Liena's favorite so I wanted to do a big brain play and have these be her graduation present but uh... looks like that's not gonna be the case. Damnit, Took me so long to grow these goddamn things. Well maybe she'll like a motivation hug instead.

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