The First Apostle and Hatred

In the center of the practice field, Lucas stood calmly in his training clothes, his eyes scanning the ten human-shaped wooden puppets before him.

In his right hand, he gripped a sturdy, sharp wooden sword.

"Let's get started!" he exclaimed with excitement before lunging at the puppets.

Unexpectedly, the ten puppets suddenly sprang to life, splitting into an orderly formation before two of them charged at Lucas from his right and left.

But Lucas showed no fear. He leapt into the air, spinning horizontally, and delivered a precise strike to the necks of both puppets.

*Slash!*

The two fell in an instant, sliced in half and lying motionless on the ground.

*Whoosh!*

Without giving him a moment to rest, three more puppets shot toward him—one from above, one from the front, and one from behind.