My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 2035

Back in the Land of Nion, blades were clashing.

Alfius slashed at Tilly, but he could distinctly feel that Tilly's sword was incredibly heavy. The swords were roughly the same, and Tilly had let him choose one that felt comfortable.

However, no matter which sword Alfius used against him, the moment their blades met, Tilly's sword always felt significantly heavier.

Alfius had to sidestep, tilting his sword to parallel Tilly's. He then slashed down again, catching Tilly off guard with the sudden strike and pinning his blade down.

Yet, Tilly, being the seasoned warrior he was, managed to lift his sword with brute strength and countered, sending Alfius' blade flying.

"Wow, that's totally unfair," Alfius remarked. "Are you a wrestler or something?"

Tilly laughed heartily. "Of course not!" he replied with a grin, but then his tone turned serious. "Listen, young Alfius, I feel nothing from your sword."

feel from a

You can feel a lot. The resolve with which you wield your sword, your intentions-they are conveyed through every strike.

that were all, your sword wouldn't be

shook his head. "I... I don't

there something else troubling you?" Tilly pressed. Alfius shook his head

did not push further. "Alright! I'm hungry. Let's think about what to eat for lunch. Oh, by the way, young Alfius we're out of meat and

sure," Alfius replied,

QUMS

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replied. "He probably doesn't know our plans yet.

in Drakonia. If we act now, they might take advantage of the

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about

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