Darian followed the duke. He didn't know who he might be meeting since there weren't many archers in the original novel. When both walked through a large door, the lights automatically lit up, revealing an indoor training facility. In Min Jun's words to be said that place was a dojo where knights practice indoors
But there was a mysterious person who was standing in the centre of the room, their appearance was hidden by a hood, seeing the body features, Darian could tell that the person was a woman.
"Roland, you took too much time!" she shouted, and before Darian could process, she threw a silver dagger, aiming at the duke's head.
"Duke! "Words escaped from Darian's mouth without noticing.
But the duke didn't flinch; he had the expression of a veteran who had seen many battles. He tilted his head in a fraction of a second before it impaled his forehead. The dagger slammed into the training hack's wall and vibrated due to the throw's intensity.
"Fuck !" the hooded figure cursed," I thought I had you this time?"
She lunged towards the duke with terrifying speed, closing her distance between him and her. A dagger popped out from another hand, ready to strike the duke again. Darian couldn't fully see the mysterious person, but he could understand one thing: her attack didn't have any intention of killing; it was like she was playing with the duke. And looking at the duke, he didn't feel any threat either; his expression was annoyance.
Duke parried it with his bare hand by coating his fist with aura and using an invisible armor, and easily pushed her back, "Calm down, you maniac," Duke grunted with annoyance.
The figure flipped back and regained her balance with ease. Darian couldn't completely see her face, but her mouth was visible, and her lips had a feral grin of pure excitement.
She pulled another dagger too, now equipping both hands with daggers, and charged toward the duke again.n
"Oh, cmon, Ron! Just one more spar!"
This time, the duke had another plan. He didn't try to block her; instead, he pulled out ..... a wine bottle.
"A bottle of wine! wtf is Duke thinking?" Darian talks to himself.
He threw it in her direction. It was a stupid attack. Darian seems to be confused by his action,
seeing the wine bottle in the air, the hooded figure canceled her attack against the duke instead, she jumped, and she snatched the bottle mid-air and smashed her nose on the ground.
Blayland, you idiot! Why did you take so much time? She complained and popped the cork off, chugging wine into her mouth straight from the bottle.
"Sorry, Faelynn," the duke replied. "I had some errands in the office "
"Whatever," she chugs more alcohol into her mouth. "Ahh ... that hit the spot!.
Her eyes fall onto Darian's face. "Hey, Blayland, who's this kid ?"
"It's Deric's kid," Duke replied.
Ahh..... Roderic's kid, well, he is also a blonde like him, too. Is it the first prince or 4th?
"None, it's the third one?"
"The third one, you mean the trash!"
Darian's eyebrow twitched. First was the maids. Second was a knight, now an assassin. Is 'Trash' my official middle name now?
"Hey, " Darian interrupted, crossing his arms and trying to look dignified. "That's an insult to the Imperial Family, you know. You could be executed for that."
She laughs. "Hehe. He has a foul personality, unlike Rodric. I like him."
She reached up and pulled back her hood. Revealed underneath was a woman who looked nothing like the noble ladies, but her face was beautiful. She had rich brown skin resembling chocolate and wild, short white hair. A faint scar on her left cheek, and her ears were long and pointed. Darian thought to himself after analyzing her facial features, No way a real-life Dark Elf.
She had a mature, voluptuous body, her dress could handle the size of her assets, and her eyes were sharp and sparkling with mischief as she leaned on one hip. It was what if fantasy degenerates in his previous world, calls a true tomboy, a mature dark elf.
Her personality is rough and energetic, and she drinks wine like water, radiating that specific kind of mature, dangerous energy. She chugged the wine full in one go and threw away the bottle. She extended her hands for a handshake.
"Hello,3rd prince". A smile flushed on her face. "I am Faelynn Elmwood. From today onwards, I will be your teacher".