Note: The chapters will alternate between the present and flashbacks. I'll use "***" as a separator between them. I hope you'll understand!
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"Fighting without weapons is so boring. How about we use swords?" Freya suggested.
Nolan was about to agree when Seira's voice cut him off.
"No sharp weapons allowed!"
"Tsk!"
Freya clicked her tongue in annoyance.
"All right, let's get started!"
Freya pulled her right leg back, placed her right fist against her hip, and extended her left fist forward.
Nolan smiled at the sight. Freya was truly a master of martial arts.
She had even gone through several mentors because she learned everything they taught her so quickly.
He remembered their father's words: "Freya was born to be a military leader. If only it weren't for the imperial family's ban on holding military positions, I would have made her one of the empire's great generals."
Nolan knew the old man was just talking nonsense. With his power, what couldn't he change?
Rules?
