บท 182: Under Revision

The next day, after finishing her work, Helena kept her promise to teach Raphael swordplay. In the serene backyard of her Erast home, anticipation hung in the air. Helena, dressed in a simple yet elegant shirt and trousers, stood facing young Raphael. Her yard was bathed in the warm light of the setting sun, casting long shadows on the rocky ground.

Helena held a slender wooden sword in her hand, its blade catching the still-warm morning sun. Her graceful posture radiated strength and elegance. She gazed at Raphael, determination in her eyes, ready to impart her skills to the enthusiastic young boy.

"Are you ready, Raphael?" she asked, her voice soft but firm.

Raphael, clad in the small tunic and pants provided by Helena, nodded eagerly. His eyes sparkled with excitement as he held his miniature wooden sword, a replica of Helena's own.