So I'm a sheep.

As autumn turned to winter, Aman finally had time to personally spar with her.

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"Don't just focus on my sword, watch my footwork!"

"Sasha, you're very brave, but if I stab you with my sword, are you going to trade your life for mine?"

"That's not how you wield a sword."

Aman was very strict, and Sasha often ended up with bruises and swelling after sparring with her.

Five days later, when the girl wanted to challenge her teacher again, Aman waved her off.

"Take a break today"

"what?"

"A string will break if it's stretched too tight; don't be impatient."

Okay, Sasha sheathed her sword and stood there, somewhat at a loss.

Every day was filled with practice, but when it suddenly stopped, the girl didn't know what to do.

"Da Ya went to learn a trade today too."

Aman reminded her, "It's not very good that you haven't visited Daya even once in so long."

Indeed, that's true.

Sasha felt quite ashamed. After finding out where her sister learned her craft, she immediately set off.

Go outside and turn left.

Keep walking, keep walking, turn right at the fruit stand.

Keep going, then stop!

The town's most famous tailor shop has closed down, but Sasha knows there are people inside.

Dong dong dong

"Hello, I'm here to visit my sister."

"I'm looking for Lachesis, could you open the door?"

After a while, a lively young girl opened the door for Sasha.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't even realize you were calling me by my full name."

She stuck out her tongue and said, "Da Ya is on the second floor, I'll take you up."

"This is troublesome."

On the first floor, several girls were weaving at a loom. They were secretly glancing at Sasha, whose face was bruised and swollen, with curious eyes.

Upon arriving at the innermost room on the second floor, the girl next to her knocked on the door and exclaimed loudly, "Mom, Da Ya's younger sister came to see her today."

"Come in, everyone."

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As soon as Sasha entered, she saw her older sister cutting out a beautiful dress.

Everyone else is weaving downstairs, but my sister is receiving individual instruction upstairs. Sasha was immediately quite happy.

"Hello, Auntie," the girl greeted sweetly.

"Okay, okay, Da Ya has been talking about you to me."

A tall woman looked at Sasha with surprise, stretched out her hand, and then immediately put it down.

"Er Ya, your face..."

"I got a minor injury during practice before, that's normal!"

"What's normal about it? You're a girl."

The woman started nagging: "I didn't believe Da Ya when she said you were practicing swordsmanship, but it's actually true?"

"Sigh, fighting and killing are men's business, why are you doing this to yourself!"

"Why don't you come and learn a trade from me, so you can live a stable life in the future?"

Sasha smiled and shook her head: "Everyone has their own ambitions. I'm a tomboy, weaving isn't for me."

"Mom, Er Ya came to see her sister, not you."

"Let's go!"

The lively girl pulled the woman out the door, and before leaving, she thoughtfully closed the door behind her.

"What made you decide to come visit your sister today?"

Lachesis asked cheerfully while busy with her work.

“The teacher said to take a day off, and I immediately wanted to come and see you.”

"Oh?"

"Really, really!"

Sasha curiously leaned closer: "Sister, all the other apprentices are downstairs weaving cloth, but you're doing the hard work right away."

"There's nothing important or trivial to do; I'm just grateful for the teacher's attention."

After a pause, Lachesis continued, "Perhaps I do have some talent in this area."

"He definitely has talent!"

Sasha chuckled and said, "No one will value you if you don't have talent. By the way, when will you graduate, sister?"

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"He has already completed his apprenticeship."

Lachesis said calmly, "If I hadn't completed my apprenticeship, would my teacher have let me touch this dress?"

"..."

No, that's way too fast!

It hasn't even been a year, and you've already mastered it?

"I've already said I have some talent."

Seeing her sister's stunned expression, Lachesis smiled.

"The teacher said that he would pay me a monthly wage so that I could continue to stay and help out."

"With money, I'll buy you meat to eat."

That's great! I've been feeling a bit under the table lately, and I don't even have the energy to swing my sword anymore.

"Sasha, how's your progress?"

Lachesis asked casually, "Teacher Aman didn't scold you, did he?"

"It should be alright."

The girl chuckled: "The teacher may not say it, but I know she's quite pleased."

"That's good"

"..."

Looking at the bruises on her younger sister's face, Lachesis hesitated and asked, "Honestly, don't you think practicing swordsmanship is too strenuous?"

"No, I'm happy."

"Working yourself to death every day, covered in injuries, how can you be happy?"

"Yes, because I am indeed getting stronger!"

Sasha said seriously, "Sister, I don't understand any grand principles, I only know one thing—"

"If I had these skills last winter, they would never have dared to steal our sheep!"

Volume 1: Chapter 619 Battle Intuition

The coldest days of winter arrived, and Aman and Sasha stopped practicing, while Lachesis stopped helping out every day.

The three of them sat by the fire inside, drinking tea and enjoying a rare moment of leisure.

“When I was traveling in the north with my teacher, we encountered a group of defeated soldiers, which terrified me.”

Oman's favorite thing to do is to sit by the fire and recount his glorious past.

I used to talk to that little guy from the Alec family, which was honestly pretty boring.

The main problem is that he doesn't take his own words seriously and always thinks that Teacher Aman is bragging.

But now, the sisters Sasha and Lachesis believe in themselves!

“I’m not afraid of ordinary militiamen. They’re just farmers who were temporarily conscripted. What do I have to fear from them if they’re carrying a wooden stick?”

"The key is that the defeated troops were extraordinary; they were the kingdom's regular army!"

Oman spoke with great enthusiasm: "They come up here and demand that we hand over all our valuables. Who would be willing to do that?"

"When they saw that we wouldn't give in, those bastards were about to use force."

"There's no other way but to fight them!"

Meimei took a sip of hot tea, and Aman continued, "Guess what?"

The two sisters shook their heads together, and the female swordsman slapped her thigh and laughed loudly: "A bunch of good-looking but useless things, more than thirty grown men were killed by us, master and apprentice, crying for their fathers and mothers."

"Hmph, I knew that after that."

"A soldier who flees the battlefield is nothing!"

"..."

"Teacher Aman, you killed His Majesty the King's soldiers, aren't you wanted?" My sister seemed quite worried.

"Why issue a warrant? Who would know I'm the one who killed them?"