Chapter 81
“Here, it’s yours.”
Thud.
Doja caught the wooden sword Salta had tossed.
“When did you buy this thing?”
“I thought you might need it while changing clothes.”
Dojae fiddled with the wooden sword, which lacked a guard.
It was slightly lighter than the black scales, but it had its own weighty feel.
“I have my own sword.”
“It’s sparring. I’ll use a wooden sword too, so you should use yours.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to use real swords? It’d probably feel less tense.”
“Just do as I say.”
Salta began warming up, swinging his wooden sword.
Dojae also tried swinging the unfamiliar sword, getting a feel for it.
“Dojae, shall we begin?”
“Alright.”
After Dojae’s request, Salta changed clothes and came out to a secluded open space outside the castle.
While there were plenty of training grounds and open spaces within the castle, he wanted to shed his cumbersome robes.
Of course, just in case, he had infused the ring with mana to take on the form of a High Elf.
“Salta, go for it!”
“Woo-hoo! Salta, lose! Dojae, win!”
Sari and Catania glared at each other.
Osun and Tahul had each left somewhere, saying they had things to do, leaving Sari alone, who had brought Catania along.
Whoosh-.
Salta stretched out her long legs, closing the 3-meter distance in a single bound.
“Left chest!”
Thud!
As Salta shouted the target he was attacking, he thrust his wooden sword as warned. Dojae lightly twisted his sword and parried it diagonally.
