Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 589 Ice Luna Machete

“Haha!”

Gilbert tightly gripped the knife handle and effortlessly slashed it to the side. With a single motion, he spfa chunk of mountain rock in half, showcasing the sharpness of the blade.

“Since Mr. Lund isn’t using a weapon, I won’t use the Ice Luna Machete either. Even though it’s just a friendly match, we still need to maintain fairness and justice, right, Mr. Lund?” Gilbert briefly displayed the Ice Luna Machete before swiftly putting it away.

No one knew what his intentions were.

Emrys remained composed and nodded. “Mr. Cunningham is indeed a gentleman. If you’re ready, let’s get started. We’ll limit it to twenty minutes.” With that, the two of them headed towards the depths of the West Wind Wolf Hunting Ground.

Blanche wore a bewildered expression.

Wasn’t I the one who wanted to attend the practical training today?

Didn’t Mr. Lund say he would protect me?

How did he suddenly start some sort of friendly competition with Gilbert?

Before Blanche could react, the two figures had already disappeared from sight.

Halvard asked, “Do you want to start the practical training now or wait until Emrys

returns?”

an area with fewer wolves for immediate practical training.

wait for Mr.

her to participate in the practical training, Blanche had been filled with unease. When

soon as Emrys

any hopes that Halvard would protect her. In fact, his presence made Blanche

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that Emrys

rush Blanche. Instead, he uncharacteristically

deep within the wolf hunting ground, the branches were lush and the leaves abundant. Traces of wolves and the remains of animals could occasionally be seen

path ahead rustled

could be heard in the distance.

themselves surrounded by a

laughed and took the lead, charging towards the side of the wolf pack. Even without using his Ice Luna Machete, his fists were still full of attack power. His first punch sent a fierce wolf flying.

“One!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

Gilbert had faced such wolf packs before. Each of his punches landed precisely on the wolves‘ weak spots. He moved fluidly among

spare attention to observe Emrys‘

these packs of wolves were hardly a problem. Much like Gilbert, he could

through the pack of wolves. They were not prey, but rather, the ones doing the hunting. It didn’t take long for the wolf pack to sense danger, and signs of retreat began

at that moment, Gilbert suddenly exclaimed, “Mr. Lund, catch this!”

Machete from his waist and hurled

anyone would instinctively reach out