Chapter 4 Interactions with them

Remember, when its start hurting, life is trying to teach you something.

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Third Persons POV

The child noticed her sister standing in the garden with a bored

expression on her face, who was the same age as her, 11 years old, standing in the lawn with a

bored expression on her face, dressed up in the charming battle gear her mother

had made for her. Even at such a young age, she has beautiful blue hair with

white highlights on the strands, long lashes concealing her lovely turquoise

eyes, and a sharp nose that anyone envies.

“Hold that tightly and don't let it fall,” Saphira instructed with a

stern look on her face. "Okay young miss, I understand," the child

said cheerfully, while holding the wooden surface with shaking hands, which was

too heavy for her body to carry. Saphira's hand points as she forms a small

water sphere that grows in size as it travels toward the young girl gripping

the wooden surface. Saphira only created a level 7 magic, which is still

considered as a weak water magic. As a result, the impact was minimal. However,

the child flew away since her little body could not withstand the power flung

at her.

"Wow, young miss, that was a lot of power," the child remarked

as she wobbled to a stand. Her bottom is already aching from landing on it, and

a bruise is forming on her elbow. "Well, that is still a weak one. Let's

keep going," Saphira murmured, disheartened. "All right, miss,"

the child said as they continued till Saphira couldn't lift her hand. “All

right, that's it for today, you may go,” Saphira remarked as she finished her

training and turned around without thinking about the condition of the child.

While the child is covered with bruised and a bleeding shoulder who Saphira got

accidentally hit. The child smiled and said, "See you next time, little

miss." Still keep looking at the retreating back of Saphira.

"I'm looking forward to our next play date, sister. I hope you're

having a good day," the child said to herself, expectant eyes fixed on

Saphira's back.

The child walks away with accomplice face as she keeps thinking of her

playdate with her sister. Although she walks slowly due to bruised all over her

body, she still feels satisfied and contented.

As the youngster walked further along the Manor's side, she noticed her brother

who at the age of 15-year-old, engaged in a sword duel with her knight in

the courtyard. As they traded blows, the struggle became increasingly fierce. Her

brother works on her sword fighting every day, working hard to enhance not only

physical but also mental strength, which aids in the creation of magic.

"This is enough for the day, young master," his sparring

knight remarked. "What is my assessment?" Saphira's brother inquires.

"You progressed a lot in terms of physical fitness, but you weren't quite

as tough, particularly on your back and abdomen. The knight said, "Cardio

and a strong wrist are two of your strong points, both of which are crucial for

sword fighting." As they continued to debate the young master's

evaluation, the child was kept on observing.

“However, real skills at sword fighting occurs not from a few simple

tricks, but when all the winning factors are present." Murmured by the

child to herself.

The young master and the knight have finished discussing a few seconds

ago. As he walked back into the manor, he directed the knight to proceed to his

normal duties. On the way to the door of the manor, her saw the child smiling

and waiting patiently to him.

"Young master, it was a terrific fight," the child informed

her brother. He examines her from head to toe and notices that she is bruised,

and he even notices a blood spot on her shoulder. Her brother inquires,

"Why do you have a bleeding shoulder?" he said coldly. "Ohh,

this?" says the child as she drew her attention to her shoulder “Young

miss accidentally hit me here, but I'm alright, this isn't a big deal,” she

added cheerfully, because her brother rarely speaks to her. "Treat it,

rather than just standing here. After that, complete your given duty," her

brother stated as he walked away from her. The child stares at her brother's

back. "All right, I'll do it," she responded sadly as they parted

ways, hoping for more interactions with him.

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