Part 671: Chrom C

Might I ask a lesson, Father? I would love to learn the sword from you.

You're a master in your own right already. What could I possibly teach you? You're likely better served training alone where you can hone your style.

But I was hoping that you might... That we could...

Hmm?

...I'm sorry. If it's a bother, I won't insist.

I never said it was a bother. I just meant that with your level of skill, you'd be...

.....

...Heh. Fine. Go fetch a pair of practice blades.

Wonderful! I just so happen to have two right here...

Well, someone's certainly prepared. Very well, let's begin.

Yes, sir!

*time passes*

Hnngh!

Yaaah!

Ngh...

...Urgh!

...Impressive as ever. I was certain I dodged that one, but you nicked my shoulder.

Still, you had me soundly beat. Had you not held back on that blow to my chest, I'd have a few shattered ribs. I was right to think you still have much to teach me. We'll have to make these lessons a habit.

Wait, you didn't just... Did you throw that match just so we'd continue doing this?

Why, Father... I would never!

...Devious. I see I'll have to keep a closer eye on you, heh.