Bab 473: An Unexpected Recruit

After failing to land a blow after going on the offensive, Donatien was forced to create a swift barrier of ice between him and his opponent, forming space in order to leap back and reset. 

It wasn't meant to hold him for very long as a swift strike of Belus allowed him to cut through the wall of ice, meeting eye-to-eye with Donatien again, who allowed his swords to dissipate into a cold mist. 

"I admit, Ren…" Donatien caught his breath, "...as a swordsman, you've surpassed me, without a shadow of a doubt."

He remained silent in response, keeping his gaze on the navy-haired, slender teacher of his as he watched frost coalesce at his fingertips. 

"But," Donatien continued, "I've never prided myself on swordplay." 

Across his pale skin, that which was visible past his lengthy, professional attire, a light coating of frost clung to him as a chilly wind propelled from his position.