Chapitre 43: Monotonous days

As Arthur reached the training grounds, he found Adam standing there, arms crossed, watching him with an expression that clearly indicated he wasn't thrilled.

"You're late again," Adam said with a tinge of impatience. "It seems you're determined to learn your lesson the hard way."

Arthur gave a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry, Brother. I overslept…"

Adam didn't respond at first. Instead, he eyed Arthur critically. "I heard you've been studying healing magic with Mother."

Arthur nodded, wondering where this conversation was going.

Adam's smirk widened, and there was a flash of something dangerous in his eyes. "Then it'll be alright if you get hurt, won't it? You can heal yourself," he said, his voice cold and calculated.

Before Arthur could respond, Adam lunged at him, sword drawn. The fight began.