Common Sense of a Warrior

To be honest, I was confused for a moment.

It was supposed to be a wish or a fulfillment.

I wanted Merlis to wear the art of protection.

But her eyes said it wasn't what she wished for.

The flames of hate shake, those eyes.

That's why I was confused.

He said it was enough on his own to go down the bloody path of vengeance and such.

But at the same time, Mukumuk and his desire to stretch this talent emerged.

That's how he admitted it when he realized it.

At first, he thought she would soon raise her roots.

Instead, I even asked you to do that.

However, she practiced without saying a single cry.

And those eyes don't cloud a bit, just go down that path.

How many years has it been since she started wishing for training and then participated in this training today……… seven years?

The first few years were just plain, spicy basic health improvements and bareback.

In the meantime, that assortment of girls who wanted to play, as Schrey put it, were not tired of it or constantly flaming its hatred, even accomplishing that training.

... In contradiction, I laughed at myself over and over again.

We should stop, we knew that the best way to do that was to stop the training itself.

Say a sob, and I thought many times that that would be a good excuse to stop the training......

On the other hand, her eyes, which kept looking at the point without clouding at all, were preferable to her own daughter.

And she keeps running for more than what she's been given.

I was even looking forward to seeing how strong she would be ahead of me.

Therefore, at some point, Non stopped.

And I taught him the shape of a sword.

At first it wasn't the sword muscle I could see.

But gradually it was sharp and fast.

That's already, the funnier things are going.

I caught up with my older brother, who was three years old, who had started training first, and let him have a meeting.

In time, my brother stopped being his opponent, and Noon began to strike.

Everything varies in length, strength, and speed of hands and feet associated with height.

Though, she let Non eat it up.

If you don't have enough strength... she made up her own moves and moves to make it up to you.

In time, every time I confronted her, I got zoggy goosebumps.

I felt it at the funeral, her genius.

Non laughed, saying it was still never a mistake.

She was undoubtedly a genius.

Don't listen to one and understand ten.

Even if you don't teach, you understand ten, and when you hear one, you deepen that one.

That was her talent.