73 I have a mentor!

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"Then... let's begin!"

At Commander Granghar's signal, the spar with the Royal Guard commenced.

Now... as expected, with just a shield in hand, my role is simply to block the opponent's attacks. I'll just wait patiently like a turtle until they make a move.

Of course.

"What's the matter? If you don't attack, we can't start. I don't mind just waiting here, though."

"Argh!"

That's right. As a shield bearer, I need to draw the enemy's attention properly. Thanks to my taunting, the guard is glaring at me intensely.

"Arghhh!"

Fed up and provoked, the guard rushes forward, sword raised high.

Honestly, there are so many openings. I could easily fend off this attack.

"You fool..."

Though I had no intention of attacking, the guard's slow movement left too wide an opening. So, I ended up giving a hearty bash with my shield.