Edgar shook his head gently, humility clear on his face. "You're too kind, Young Master. It's your own talent and hard work that made it possible for you to progress so fast. I merely provided the opportunities."
Orion chuckled softly, wiping away sweat from his forehead. "You underestimate your contributions, Uncle Edgar."
Edgar smiled warmly, placing his practice sword carefully back upon the rack. "You honor me, Young Master. Now, take some rest. You've trained sufficiently for today. Reflect on today's progress and refine your understanding. You need to focus on spells tomorrow."
Orion nodded his head before turning around and leaving the training room through the door. While walking back, he stared at the scabbard of the sword like an excited child who had gotten a new gift.
[Hehe~ Looks like Master quite liked his sword.]
'Of course, this is such a nice sword, and it looks so damn sexy.' Orion excitedly replied.
[Why don't you look at its details?]
