I Will Be A Good Son

"Luci!" Len flicked his forehead when he found his brother was staring jmore at the door than the sword he was holding.

"You are going to injure yourself badly if you play lost in the battle." he chidend him with a cold voice when their teacher nodded.

"Yes, if you are tired, second prince, then you can take rest and let go! Your muscles are still weak." 

"No! I am fine." Luci took a deep breath and then concentrated on the sword in his hands.

He blocked the attack well when Len attacked his chest and with the right angle, he pushed him away so that in spite of being old and stronger muscles, Len stumbled on his feet and staggered listing his balance.

Reynold blinked. He was not expecting such a strong move from the young kid who was lost just a second ago.

Luci did not wait for Lean to attack again and he lunged on him with full force while moving his wooden sword on his abdomen but Len blocked.