Houdel was extremely embarrassed, looking around, he saw the water jug.
However, someone acted faster than him. Before Houdel even bent down, Blood Wolf's sparring partner had already dashed to the water jug and handed it to Blood Wolf.
Blood Wolf took the water jug naturally and drank from it.
In his panic, Houdel began to rack his brains, searching for flattering words to praise one's swordsmanship.
Yet it was Blood Wolf's sparring partner who spoke first, with a voice that made Houdel's skin crawl.
"Squad Leader!" Blood Wolf's sparring partner praised without reservation: "Your swordsmanship is outrageously strong now! Authentic skills honed from real combat are different from mere showmanship! It seems like there are no moves, yet every action is without excess and the timing is incomparably precise. I've already performed beyond my level, but I still couldn't win even a small point. Truly, it's too strong."
