Felix Fei's Path from Villainy to Valor Chapter 42

The last time I saw him was his ninth birthday. I fought back then, and this window was a little bigger than Lewin used to be. You mean Lewin’s tall.

Fei stands in the center of the training ground with a spear with his name engraved on it. Ranachal. Inner, outer, screaming.

It’s like slashing a Transverse Slash Bella with a sword. It’s the simplest move, and if you work hard for just 3 hours, everyone will be able to say that they are mastered. But it also takes a lifetime to open my heart and say that I am truly a master.

It’s obvious, but there are legends of people who have mastered Ranachal and the art of martial arts with only three cuts. I heard the poor mercenaries target those people, but they also had a talent for martial law, which means they can’t just slaughter them for life.

The one who will do anything and the one who will not do anything. It’s an unbelievable law.