North Mangde County, Cold Spring Castle.
On the training ground paved with blue stone, three knights moved swiftly, the longswords in their hands sparking incessantly, and whenever they struck the ground, they could shatter a tile.
The tall female knight was clearly the youngest, yet she practically pressed the two adult male knights down.
Even though the two knights were the attacking side, the tall female knight was at ease.
Each time, she seemed to foresee the future, blocking the direction of their attacks with her longsword in advance.
"Ding——" With a crisp sound, Black Knight Herman looked at his hand in astonishment, only to find that his sword was only half left.
"I concede." He casually threw the sword to the ground, turned around and sat on a small stool, "You can practically be called a Champion Knight."
The other knight, Moro, dejectedly put away his longsword, unable to suppress Moliat alone.
