Chapter 21: Weak to strong (1/2)

As always his discussions with Lilith were a little stiff and straightforward.

He didn't mind it to be honest. He just missed the day where she would hold him and smile when he was still young.

'I need to make our relationship better.'

If you asked him if he loved Lilith in a platonic way he would answer with a big no.

It wasn't just her body, which was hot as hell, that attracted him to her. But rather her selflessness in caring for him.

'I am truly blessed in this life. Once again whichever god or goddess who sent me here, thank you.'

*Giggle*

This time he was sure it wasn't just his imagination.

”Sol?”

Focusing once again on Lilith who was throwing a questioning glance at him, he shrugged before changing subjects,

”Can you make a little time for me? What about some light sparring? I have some time before my lesson with teacher.”

Being passive in a relationship was simply stupid. Since he wanted her, he had to be proactive.

What more he didn't mind having some more training.

”Oh…” Lilith hesitated a little before finally nodding, ”It has been a few years since I held a true sword. Don't laugh at me.”

”Of course.”

He had heard about her legend but had always wondered how strong she truly was. At least he could see it for himself now.

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*Swoosh* BOOM!!!

Sol stood transfixed as the huge two-handed heavy sword stopped just an inch before his face. The air pressure so powerful that everything behind him was completely blown away.

'What. The. Fuck?'

This fight had been so short. This hadn't even been a fight.

Man… This was.

”This was so fucking awesome!!”

He couldn't help but shout in excitement. Seeing his beaming eyes, Lilith who was about to rebuff him for his language swallowed back her words.

It has been a long time since she had been so sincerely complimented. After all, men did not really take it well when a woman was stronger than them.

”*Ahem* This is nothing. You should be able to do as much if not more with enough training.”

'No way. Is she embarrassed?'

He had to hide a grin. It was the first time he saw her so flustered. Still, his compliments were heartfelt. Seeing a woman with such a lith body holding a sword so large with only one hand was truly a sight to behold.

”So, how did you do that?”

Lilith twirled her sword, creating a small whirlwind. ”This is a principle of extreme control. Using a sword isn't just about swinging it wildly or using some kind of fancy skills. My style of fighting repose on absolute micro controls.”

As she said that, he saw her flicker her wrist a little then, following that movement, some of the flowers around her were immediately cut at the seam.

'How can such a delicate movement be executed with such a large sword?'

But, ”Why use such a heavy sword? Wouldn't such style fit a one-handed sword more?”

The sword she was holding was a large broadsword, as tall as a full-grown man, shaped like a butcher knife. The handle was also rather long.

This sword wasn't for game and joke but rather a true sword geared towards murder. Still, for someone who uses such a precise style wouldn't a lighter sword be better?

”This is where you are wrong. Or rather should I say that you lack information?” She lovingly looked at her sword as she said this, ”This sword was created specifically for me. Despite its weight, in my hands, it's as light as a feather. This plus my fighting style allows me to use both strength and speed. It's the perfect sword for me.”

”The perfect sword huh.” Sol eyed his own sword with some doubt.

”Do not worry. Once you awaken, you will have your own sword.”

”The holy sword?”