Full-Time Psychic Martial Artist

Chapter 72 Time Flies

"Lorne, thank you. Without you, I probably wouldn't have been able to level up until the end of this battle." Kovina's words were sincere, her eyes filled with reverence.

Lorne smiled and waved his hand: "This is all thanks to your own hard work and accumulation. I only helped a little."

"You're too modest," Kovina smiled. "I really don't know how to repay you."

"Then come be my sparring partner." Lorne said, gesturing to the side with his eyes, "I'm a little hesitant to go all out if little Nelly is my sparring partner."

"Haha, I get it." Kovina said, patting her armor vigorously and confidently shouting, "I'll keep training you until you're satisfied!"

Upon hearing this, Nelly pouted and protested, "I can do it too."

"Haha, I know." Lorne reached out and ruffled Nelly's hair, saying, "I'll definitely come to you when I practice my defense."

"Pinky promise." Nelly extended her right little finger.

"Okay, pinky promise." Lorne extended his little finger and hooked it with Nelly's.

Nelly smiled sweetly and took light, quick steps to the viewing area.

Lorne and Kovina took out their training swords and shields from the armory and stood in the training field.

"What are we practicing this time?" Kovina asked.

Lorne said, "Practice both parrying and striking, and gladiator feints together. Just follow the actual combat simulation."

"Okay." Kovina nodded, and after Lorne got into a fighting stance, she took the lead in attacking.

Lorne raised his shield to block.

Kovina's training sword struck the steel round shield hard, producing a metallic clang.

Lorne successfully blocked the attack and then swung his shield in a powerful strike.

Although Kovina was prepared, she was still knocked back a step by the shield before regaining her balance.

Lorne followed up with a sword strike, and Kovina, who had just regained her footing, instinctively raised her sword to parry.

Lorne suddenly changed his move, switching from slashing with his sword to charging with his shield.

Caught off guard, Kovina took a solid hit and staggered back three steps before barely managing to regain her balance.

[Parry Strike] Training Progress +2. (2/100)

【[Gladiator Feint Attack] Training Progress +2. (2/100)】

"Impressive," Kovina exclaimed, then suddenly drew her sword and attacked Lorne.

Lorne unleashed his parry strike once more, but this time he turned his shield strike into a feint, while his real move was a sword slash.

Caught off guard, Kovina could only withstand the blow with her armor, which made a soft clanging sound.

You have accumulated enough experience to level up.

"It's done," Lorne said, putting away his stance.

"So fast?" Kovina sat up from the ground, looking surprised.

Although as a sparring partner, she could clearly feel Lorne's terrifying growth rate, it was just too outrageous.

"Yeah, that's a bit fast."

Lorne nodded slightly and smiled faintly, showing none of the excitement that Kovina had when she leveled up, as if leveling up was as ordinary as drinking water.

Kovina froze for three seconds, then looked utterly devastated.

Lorne walked over and extended his hand to Kovina: "Get up, rest for a bit, it's time to go to the cafeteria for breakfast. Don't forget, we have important things to do after breakfast."

"Yes," Kovina replied, grasping Lorne's hand and using it to stand up.

With Nelly's biological alarm clock, Lorne and his group entered the cafeteria as usual, right when the mealtime bell rang.

Today, the head cook, Iona, personally stood at the window to serve the meals.

Breakfast consisted of pan-fried goat milk cakes, spiced eggs, steamed shrimp dumplings, pan-fried cod cakes, osmanthus pearl millet porridge, and various exquisite pastries that looked very appetizing.

As soon as Nelly entered the cafeteria, her eyes lit up, and she swallowed hard, her mouth watering.

Lorne had been exercising all morning and was already very hungry. When he smelled the strong aroma of milk biscuits and fried cod, he reacted just like Nelly.

"What a lavish breakfast today!" Lorne asked Ianna, standing behind Nelly with his plate in hand.

As Ianna expertly served Nelly her breakfast, she smiled and explained, "Commander Kovina said there will be a pre-battle mobilization meeting this morning, so she asked us to prepare a lavish breakfast to boost everyone's morale."

Upon hearing this, Lorne looked at Kovina, who was standing behind him.

Kovina smiled playfully and said, "It's rare that Saina isn't here, so I've finally found an opportunity."

Lorne raised an eyebrow in surprise: "So, Seina has a hoarder personality?"

Kovina shrugged: "That's how it is for logistics people."

"Have you ever partnered with other elves?" Lorne casually picked up the conversation.

"No, not really," said Kovina. "But that's just how logistics are in the Holy City. It's really hard to get anything good. You have to write a ton of applications and fill out a lot of forms."

"How long have you been partners?" Lorne asked curiously.

Kovina tilted her head slightly, her gaze unfocused, and she was lost in memories: "It's been almost fifty years. Back then, I was just a clueless sergeant major. Saina was a medic intern who panicked at the sight of blood."

As she spoke, Kovina refocused her gaze, sighed deeply, and said, "In the blink of an eye, we're already the Chief and Deputy Chief. Time really flies."

"My goodness, fifty years, a golden wedding anniversary!" Lorne exclaimed inwardly.

Kovina sniffed and smiled, "Speaking of which, it seems the only thing that hasn't changed over the years is Aunt Ianna."

"His cooking skills are excellent."

Upon hearing this, Ianna's face immediately fell: "What's wrong, tired of it?"

"No, no," Kovina hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands, "Auntie, your cooking is the best I've ever eaten. I could eat it for another 500 years and never get tired of it."

"Hmph, that's more like it." Ianna said haughtily, one hand on her hip and her chin raised.

Kovina gave an awkward, rather than polite, smile.

After getting their food, the three elves found a table in a secluded corner and sat down.

Lorne asked Kovina curiously, "How long has Aunt Ianna been here?"

Kovina tilted her head slightly and thought for a moment, then said, "It's been at least 500 years."

"So long?" Lorne's eyes widened in surprise.

Then I remembered the proud look on Iona's face when Kovina said, "I could eat this for another 500 years and still not get tired of it."

Is he planning to spend his whole life at Beilin Fortress?

"Does she have family and children?" Lorne continued gossiping.

Kovina paused slightly, glancing instinctively at Ianna who was getting her food, then leaned closer to Lorne and whispered, "Ianna's village was attacked by a group of frost giants, and she was the only one who survived. Since then, she has never left Northwood Fortress."

"It's said that in her early years, she was determined to become a professional to avenge her family, and she trained like a madwoman. Her seniors from the same period called her 'Crazy Na.'"

"Did she become a professional later?" Lorne asked, following up on the topic, but he already knew the answer.

Just as Kovina was about to speak, a high-pitched scream suddenly rang out from the food area: "Kovina!"