Chapter 142: Back to the second day

Back to the second day after the Noctem Dolls invasion.

Francis stood on the practice field, gripping the massive sword that was nearly as tall as he was. He swung it back and forth in strong, fluid motions, his muscles flexing with each swing. He practiced tirelessly, determined to build his strength and master the unwieldy weapon that he adored.

As Francis continued to swing the sword with impressive ease, several soldiers gathered behind him, their voices hushed with awed admiration.

"How long has he been swinging that sword?" one asked, eyeing Francis with astonishment.

The soldiers watched in silent awe as Francis continued his practice; even his movements were untidy.

"He's been doing it since this morning; it's probably been 7 hours."

"The prince hasn't rested either. What's the point of him doing that?"

"Perhaps because of Lord Tobias' condition? I heard that Prince Francis visited him yesterday night."