Bab 372: Chapter 133

Riftan stepped aside, motioning slightly with his chin. Maxi hesitated for a moment before gripping the sword hilt with both hands. She swung the weapon through the air, the movement feeling awkward and clumsy.

Blushing with embarrassment, she stole a glance at Riftan's face. Surely he would take the sword back if he realized just how terrible a trainee she was. Thankfully, he did not seem focused on assessing her ability. After carefully observing her form, he placed a hand on her elbow to correct her posture.

"Does it feel heavy?" he asked.

"N-No. It's weightier than I thought… but it's not difficult to wield."

Riftan gently lifted her wrist to check the strain on her joints before releasing her. "It doesn't seem to be straining your arm, at least. I want you to practice with this from now on. It'll take time to get used to it."