The butler didn't intend to spy on the father and daughter, he was just curious about Rohr.

After some contact, he found that this ordinary martial artist actually made him feel incomprehensible.

When the father and daughter stopped in a small wood, the butler also stopped in the distance.

He wouldn't watch or eavesdrop on their conversations, just listening to their movements.

With my rich experience and experience, it is enough to make a judgment just by listening to the wind.

"Dad, why do you keep looking over there? Is there anything there? ”

Klee asked, a little confused.

"Nothing ......"

Rohr smiled, withdrew his gaze, and plunged his saber into the dirt, emphasizing the need for another exercise:

"Although you want to be a scholar in the future, don't lose your swordsmanship, this can protect yourself."

"I know, Dad, let's warm up first."

Klee followed suit and stuck her saber next to Rohr's, then ran back to her father, standing side by side.

The father and daughter then started a very simple set of warm-up exercises.

Bending down together, squatting together, stretching their arms together, two figures, one big and one small, one tall and one short, their movements are unusually synchronized.

After a moment, Rohr stopped, drew his two swords again, threw them back to his daughter, and said:

"Let's start with the basics of slow motion and see if you forget about it."

"Okay!"

The father and daughter then practiced the family swordsmanship with slow movements.

The housekeeper in the distance sharpened his ears and listened, then spread his senses, probed the air flow around him, and said to himself with a puzzled face:

"It's just a very basic exercise? Still warming up? ”

He didn't rush to leave, intending to hear it again.

Rohr took Klee to practice swordsmanship in slow motion, and continued to use slow motion to hold each other's hands before nodding with satisfaction.

"Yes, it seems that after you went out, you didn't leave the foundation."

"Hehe, this is the swordsmanship that my father taught him by hand, how can I forget it?"

Klee proudly puffed up her ordinary chest and said a little proudly.

Rohr smiled and tapped her on the head with the hilt of his sword, and said:

"Don't be complacent, the next step is a little more complicated, you don't usually have much chance to practice, right?"

As he spoke, he went to the edge of the grove and picked up a few branches, about the thickness of his arm, and cut them into palm-length sections, and held them in his arms, standing behind Klee.

"Relax, adjust your breathing, and remember how it was like to practice before."

Klee nodded silently, her little face full of seriousness, she took the saber to her waist, her little hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's coming!"

Luo Er threw a piece of the branch in his arms with a sudden thud.

When the branch leaped over Klee's head, the saber in her hand was slightly withdrawn, revealing a little cold light, and it was immediately withdrawn from its scabbard, and then withdrawn and withdrawn, and so on several times in a row.

The mouth is also followed by dubbing:

"Dadada!"

With each withdrawal and retraction, a silver flash appeared next to the branches in mid-air, cutting them in half neatly in the middle, and then violently cracking into strands of wood as thin as a hair.

All branches were accurately cut, cracked, and scattered into wisps of wood chips, which slowly drifted down.

"It's okay, it's pretty good."

Raul first complimented, then picked up his saber, caught a few scattered sawdust, and handed it to his daughter.

The thickness of these strands of wood chips is about the same at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that two of them are obviously a few strands thicker.

"But the force is still a little uneven, because the breathing is a little messy? Feeling nervous? ”

Rohr said with a serious face.

Klee pursed her lips slightly, acquiescing with an expression.

Rohr took a few steps forward, pointed to a piece of turf on the ground that had been cut off at some point, and continued:

"And then in terms of cohesion and control, there are still flaws, and a bit of strength is wasted."

"Don't think it's okay to waste a little, for those of us who don't have extraordinary strength, every bit of strength is extremely precious, if you want to defeat a strong enemy, you must rivet all your strength, and you can't waste the slightest!"

Klee nodded honestly.

Rohr retrieved a few branches of about the same length and thickness and handed them to his daughter's arms.

"I'll demonstrate it again, watch it well, and learn it well."

"Hey......

Klee suddenly had a wicked smile on her face, and before Rohr could adjust her posture, she threw the branch in her arms high and made a surprise attack.

She didn't even stand behind her and throw her back and forward like Rohr, but stood directly in front of Rohr.

Rohr shook his head at his daughter's sudden mischievousness, and reached out and slowly brushed it over the hilt of his sword.

He didn't even lift his head, didn't look at the branches in mid-air.

But the branches exploded at the same time, and at the same time turned into wisps of sawdust, slowly falling from the sky.

The length and thickness of each sawdust are exactly the same.

Klee was unscathed, not even the tips of her hair and the corners of her clothes fluttered.

"Dad is amazing!"

Klee's eyes flashed with stars, and she said with adoration on her face, her little hands clapping.

Just a few wisps of sawdust floated on her face, causing her to sneeze hard.

"Haqiu~"

Rohr took the opportunity to hold her head, kneaded it dotingly, and brushed off the sawdust on her body by the way, and said with a serious lesson:

"When you practice this yourself, don't play like this, it's easy to hurt people, so be extra careful."

"I know, Dad."

Klee buried her head and replied obediently, but she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

It shouldn't have been discovered, right? Sort of, fooled around?

In fact, she has already mastered this trick very proficiently.

Maybe not as good as Dad, but not as clumsy as he did before.

This family heirloom swordsmanship is difficult to practice, and it is even more difficult to improve, and you have to invest a lot of time and energy, and Klee mostly practices it by the way when she is bullying little monsters.

A good daughter who studies hard naturally can't have so much time.

Klee still pays great attention to these details.

The butler with pointed ears in the distance, although he couldn't hear very clearly because of the distance, still roughly guessed what they were practicing.

"Is it just basic exercises?"

"Miss Klee's foundation is pretty good......"

As he spoke, he bent down and picked up a branch from the ground, held it with his left hand, put the five fingers of his right hand together in the shape of a knife, and quickly cut it on the branch a few times.

The branches snapped in response to the sound and became several strips of uniform length.

"But it's still a little worse than me."

The butler said what he hadn't said before.

"If it's just basic exercises, I don't need to listen to it much, it's almost time to go back."

He made a gesture and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Rohr and Klee distanced themselves a little, and also said:

"The basic exercises are almost over, let's practice again at the end."