King's Landing

"Nani! Uncle, you won't let me fight this guy?"

A ferocious creature with a length of six or seven meters, looks a bit like a subdragon species. Of course, its strength is only AA grade, which is the level of an intermediate demon. It is far from the real subdragon. However, for the current Wuhe Jian is still somewhat powerful, after all, the cheating uncle forced him to seal the magic, in other words, he could only rely on swordsmanship or hand-to-hand combat with it.

Wuhejian has naturally resisted this kind of hardship, but in the matter of Cannian, every time he resists, he is beaten. Whoever makes him so weak, the opponent is the highest-level demon (SS level) close to the strength of the devil. Ah, if you resist, it's not looking for abuse or something.

"Haha, that's right, the goal of this duel exercise is it. Just to remind you, its speed is very good, then, come on, boy."

So, as Uncle Okita left, a heart-piercing scream came from the valley, and a large swarm of birds and beasts were scattered.

"Damn Okita! Wait for me, brother will get it all from you someday, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Holding the characteristic iron sword with considerable weight, Wuhejian ended his day of training in screaming and cursing.

"Hi--! Be light, uncle!"

"Haha, to be honest, your recovery ability is even the envy of me, even if it is the Phoenix family called the Phoenix? I really don't know where the freak came from!"

While laughing lightly, he helped Wuhejian touch the blood-red special ointment. The hot feeling made Wuhejian scream in pain every time.

"You've said it dozens of times, what's so envious, I still envy your swordsmanship, I said uncle, when will you teach me that trick?"

"...The trick?"

"Tsk, that's the trick!" The gestures were nasty no matter how they looked.

"Don't even think about it! Your kid actually used my swordsmanship on it. This is an insult to Kendo!"

"Hey, why are you so pedantic? Use the best of everything, you think, if the enemy is a woman, if I just make such a move suddenly, isn't the opponent immediately defeated?"

"Um... so to speak..."

He seemed to be moved by Wuhejian's words, but when Wuhejian was excited, Uncle Okinada slapped his ass severely, and suddenly a scream came from the cabin.

"You kid really thought you could fool me with this trick? You know, when I debuted, you didn't know where to wander!"

"Then you don't have to be so cruel! Hey!"

"Hey, this is just a small lesson for you, but if you can kill the terrifying beast in ten days, I will teach you that trick, how about it?"

"What...?! Ten days?! Let's forget it."

With his eyes closed, Wuhejian is the best at playing rogues.

"Fifteen days, fifteen days at most, but if you can't do this, then you don't want to learn that trick in your life."

"Okay! It's a deal."

"Well, then let me wait and see! Haha!"

Then, just as the master and disciple reached some kind of lewd agreement, a familiar voice came from outside.

"Headquarters, Xiaojian, are you there?"

"Wow...! Sister Lias, this uncle is beating me, oh oh... it hurts me to death, oh ah ah ah!"

As soon as he heard this voice, Wuhejian immediately yelled frantically. It was a terrible cry.

"..."

Not only Uncle Okita, but even the red-haired girl outside was dumbfounded. This kind of thing has happened several times. For the first time, Lias was really deceived by Wuhe Jian’s acting skills and severely reprimanded Uncle Okita. It wasn't until everyone came to know that this guy was a lie, and Rias felt guilty for this.

Unexpectedly, every time I came to visit him, I would file a complaint. I got used to it over time, and I even made jokes occasionally, such as now--

"Ah, Xiaojian, you have to hold back. My sister will immediately move to rescue the soldiers. Half an hour is enough. You must hold back!"

"Puff--! I was wrong, Sister Rias, don't leave, I want you to die!"

This shameless guy, who can't do anything bitterly, come here?Fortunately, the princess likes this kid so much, alas, the young people nowadays are really incomparable.

Depressed shook his head, and after opening the door for Lias, he said hello, wittyly creating a separate space for the two of them.

"Xiaojian, this time my elder sister brought a few made by herself, right?"

"What!? Sister Rias actually did it by herself!? Oh, so touched, parents in heaven, your son is very happy now!"

"Hehe, okay, try it soon."

Looking at Wuhejian who was full of inner cows, Lias patted his head with a chuckle, and then opened some of the lunch boxes in her hand.

Five dishes, and one hot soup in a thermos, ah!I am so happy, I have tasted a few bites with gratitude.

"It's delicious! It's so delicious! It's Sister Lias!"

Lias smiled happily when she heard Wuhejian's exaggerated compliment, but she soon revealed her doubts.

"Huh? Why didn't Xiaojian eat it? Isn't it delicious?"

"No, no, it's so delicious. Sister Rias can't come here often. I want to keep it and taste it slowly. If I eat it all at once, it will be too luxurious!"

There is no other way. You can only come twice a week. This is the rule set by Uncle Okita. This is already the greatest concession. After all, the real practice cannot be interrupted.

"Woo, my poor brother..."

After two young years, Lias left reluctantly. Wuhejian's practice has not ended yet, it seems that he has to speed up.

"Okay, come out, uncle, don't think I don't know where you are unscrupulous overhearing, huh! If I tell Sister Rias, it will definitely not be as fruity as you!"

"If there is no proof, the princess would not believe it, but you kid is so good, you are a little monster!"

"Cut, this is an extraordinary talent, what little monster is so ugly, then, come and eat together, this is the love lunch that I can't help but save, it's cheaper for you!"

After speaking, they took out the packed lunches and opened them reluctantly.

"..."

For a moment, a happy smile appeared on the uncle's face.

"That's not bad. In that case, I, as a teacher, can't treat you badly. Would you like to try a 30-year-old wine?"

"Hey! Are you sincere to me and let me drink as a child? I won't give in!"

Then, half an hour later, the uncle's painful cry came from the cabin.