"Huff… Huff…"
Fang Raon, with his body at the verge of breaking down, stumbled out of the snowy forest and arrived back at the mansion.
He was the last one to arrive.
When he approached the mansion, he saw Rock step outside with his arms crossed, looking straight at him.
"You are late!"
"Huff…"
Fang Raon breathed heavily, checked the time, and saw that he was half an hour too late.
Thus, it only meant one thing.
"Let's improve your basics now, shall we? Do Basic Slashes and Basic Parries without an activation word till both of them are level 3."
Rock said and tossed him a training sword made of wood.
It wasn't any ordinary wooden sword. It was unbalanced,and the handle was wrapped in worn leather.
"You'll be doing the training here. Outside. Of course."
Rock said, and headed back inside, where everyone else was training hard in the warm training room.
"Haah…"
