บท 110: Unpolished Skill

WOAH!!!

"The captain managed to push back the enemy!"

"I told you! The captain isn't an ordinary person!"

His men started mumbling noisily.

Yeman noticed that his enemy lifted his sword, then pointed the tip of it to him. He narrowed his eyes as he gazed at him.

"You… Are strong. But your way of the sword is random and unpolished. With that, you can't defeat me."

Yeman further squinted his eyes from his enemy's remarks. He agreed to him that he wasn't skilled in using a sword; It was the first time that he wielded such a real thing.

He remembered playing before. That time when he was still a kid, he used to consider a stick as his sword.

Yet, here he was, facing a real swordsman. He, on the other hand, was holding a real sword the same as his enemy. No, it wasn't just actually a real sword; it was a magical sword.