Anfey’s Trump Card

"Good morning," Anfey greeted Ernest with a smile.

Ernest pulled his sword back to end his sword practice. He moved one step back and looked up and down at Anfey. "Don’t you need go to magic academy today?"

"Anfey, you look good today." Suzanna partnered with Ernest for the sword practice. She moved one step back as well. She was curious when she saw Anfey looking refreshed.

"I am not going to the magic academy today," Anfey said, laying his eyes on Suzanna. "Suzanna, you should cherish the opportunity to practice sword fighting with Uncle Ernest!" As his fiancé and number one fighter, Anfey had high expectations of her. He had hinted that Suzanna should learn more.

"Do I need you to tell me that?" Suzanna said, rolling her eyes.

"Why aren’t you going to the magic academy?" Ernest asked.