Rebirth vs. Rebirth: Tragedy to Triumph

Chapter 138 Violeta Can Fight

“Can you write?”

“A bit.”

Finished

Cyril thought of how Violeta had wielded the wooden plank earlier, which gave him quite a surprise.

“Alright. Get her some ink and pens,” he said.

The assistant nodded quickly and hurried behind the screen to fetch the tools.

The paper and ink were brought out.

They set up a small table that had survived the shop’s raid.

The assistant was busy grounding the ink on the side.

Violeta picked up a scattered brush from the floor, cleaned it, and dipped it in ink.

With swift, fluid strokes, Violeta began writing. Her hand moved effortlessly, and she wrote a poem.

I sleep in the clouds and dream of the sky. I’ll keep dreaming as life passes me by. I think my dreams keep

me sane.

After finishing the last stroke, she handed the paper to Cyril.

Cyril took the paper and examined it with a serious expression. “Your strokes are bold and powerful. Quite impressive,” he remarked.

“How long have you been practicing?”

Violeta’s eyes lowered and said, “I’ve lost count.”

If she were to calculate, it would span for two lifetimes.

She began practicing calligraphy at the age of seven in the Blakes household, even winning a calligraphy

an incredibly long time. award in high school. Adding the

are

“Eighteen this year.”

his assistant and said, “Fetch

Violeta and said. “I’d like to see

“Alright.”

Violeta dipped her pen in ink and began to write. Slowly, the full poem

intently. When she finished,

1/3

Violeta

77%8

Finished

get a free

He asked,

Violeta remained silent.

pen, a voice came from outside

the place! Mr. Wally, she’s still inside!”

she had fought carlier, returning with

brought in

was inside the shop. Wally barked, “So, you’re still here! I thought you’d

“You

you’re tough? Let’s see how tough you really are!” Wally

asked with a smile,

to further wreck the

the street hurriedly stepped back.

soon surrounded Violeta as soon as she left the

Wally’s request, ten burly wrestlers charged at

physical disparity

dodged their punches, using their force against them, and fought them with Harmony Flow. She deftly

the other end of the street,

and his friends were walking

are you searching for Vio?”

Zoren chattered incessantly.

What’s going on up there? Is