Since I’ve Reincarnated as the Villainess’ Father, I’ll Shower My Wife and Daughter in Love

"So are you ready?

Master Sellew and Macbeth standing with a wooden knife. I'll referee you so you can stop me at any time in the middle of it, and I'll see how you two are, and then I'll give you a signal to start.

"So... here we go!

It was Macbeth who moved first with that word. He smiled and pointed straight at his throat that he had taken the lead and definitely won. I guess it's an operation that ends with a thrusting move that frightens you, but Master Sellew flashes from the side by perfectly spotting it and avoiding it with a critical edge.

"Gu..."

Master Sellew dared not pursue Macbeth, who managed to circumvent it. I guess I deliberately showed Macbeth some room and taught her the difference in strength. Macbeth tries to narrow her eyes just a little bit and then pack her up all at once to get a knife from the bottom.

Master Selew perfectly cuts through the blow and then lightly avoids aiming at a hand with a wooden knife. Looking at Macbeth, who dropped a wooden knife on Master Sellew's blow, Master Sellew said, sticking the wooden knife down Macbeth's throat.

"Uh, it's my win for now."

"Sounds like..."

"For once, I'll ask, do you still want to do it?

"Yeah, I'll win at least because I'm still losing."

"That's right, Duke Fall. Excuse me..."

I nodded and said to those words.

"You can do it until you feel comfortable and give up. You can bet as much as you like from here on out as you like, because it's Master Selju's win."

"Thank you very much, Duke Fall."

"And I thought I'd won the first poke completely."

"Yeah, it was a great poke, but there's no way you can get used to the speed of Duke Fall, is there?

Macbeth turned her gaze to me like she was stunned by the words.

"You really are a hell of a man. I'm also convinced it's called" God of God. "

"That's what you call it, Serena taught you anyway."

"You used to be in the Knights, right? The boulder is the Duke of Fall. I admire the noble but also the most powerful class of swordsmanship!

Macbeth smiled bitterly at Master Selew for pointing those sparkling eyes at me.

"I understand how His Highness admires you somehow."

"You will! The Duke of Fall is such a wonderful man!

"That's right. I don't know what it's like to be as drunk as your Highness."

It's a little hiccup, Macbeth. Yeah, I don't know how that feels. Because you suffer from a total understanding of what makes you so connected like a puppy. I don't know if that's going to change my mind, but I'm sure I have myself more receptive to Master Sellew than I did before. Well, still, there's no impediment to your feelings for Sasha and Laurier.