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

the previous one made it an incredibly long time. award

old are you?”

“Eighteen this year.”

to his assistant and said, “Fetch

at Violeta and said. “I’d like to see you

“Alright.”

pen in ink and

When she finished, he

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can get a free pen

asked, “Do you

Violeta remained silent.

pen, a voice

the place! Mr. Wally, she’s

had

time, he brought in many fighters to reclaim

Wally barked, “So, you’re still here! I thought you’d run off. Saves me the trouble of

“You

how tough you really are!”

men, and she asked with a

stepped outside, not wanting to further wreck

street hurriedly stepped

as soon as she

Wally’s request, ten burly wrestlers charged at

disparity was

their force against them, and fought them with Harmony Flow. She deftly redirected their blows, sending them crashing

end

his friends

are you searching

Zoren chattered incessantly.

after lunch. Not sure–Hey! What’s going on up there? Is that a