"Good." Roman applauded.
The old marshal fell back to the ground and said calmly, "Thank you. Compared to your master, I am just showing off my skills in front of an expert."
Roman hit a snag and couldn't help but touch his nose.
Jasper tried to smooth things over, saying, "Dad, it's getting late. Let's finish our breakfast before practicing."
"Okay." The old marshal threw the sword to Roman.
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