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Albert knocked on the little girl's door.

"Edith, your dinner was eaten by Little Joe. He said through the door.

"Don't try to lie to me, little Joe never eats. The sweaty little girl pushed open the door.

"What's wrong with you?" Albert picked up the little girl, and found that not only her face, but also Edith's body was a little wet.

"I'm sleeping. Edith whispered.

"You don't lie. Albert exposed Edith's clumsy lies. "Let me see what little secret my Edith has. He scratched the little girl's nose and walked into the room. What greeted me was a mess, with furniture staggered, shoe prints on the sheets, and a small wooden sword the size of a dagger. "Tell me, Edith, what are you hiding?" Albert asked, picking up his wooden sword, a little stern.

"I've been learning carving lately. Edith's eyes widened, still quibbling.

"What about the sawdust?" Albert crouched down and put Edith down. "Looks like we need to talk. He looked at the little girl with a gloomy face.

"I'm sorry, Albert. Edith hung her head. "I shouldn't lie to you. She bit her lower lip, her eyes red.

"Tell me, what do you want to do with the wooden sword?" Albert stroked the girl's head.

"Learn. Edith's words were inaudible.

"What are you studying, my dear?" said Albert.

"Swordsmanship. "Edith told the truth.

"With whom?" Albert took a deep breath. "Who gave you the wooden sword?" he suppressed his anger.

Edith hung her head and didn't say a word, she knew that telling the truth would definitely hurt Fangwen, and she knew that she couldn't fool Albert.

The young father was also silent, he was so stern for the first time. Albert searched his mind, trying to find memories of communicating with his adoptive father and Daddy Mulrell.

"Swordsmanship is not a lady's game. Albert sighed, not wanting to pursue any further questioning. Moreover, Albert already had the answer in mind. For the safety of the Fang Wen sisters, he had taught them some basic fighting skills, and there were usually only Fang Wen and Edith in the family, which was not a guess at all.

"But I don't want to be a lady. Edith looked up and said firmly.

"Why?" Albert asked his daughter.

"A lady cannot leave your protection. Edith replied to Albert earnestly.

"It is my duty to protect you. Albert stroked Edith's cheek dotingly. "Why do you think that?" he asked her.

"You don't like a quiet life. Edith said seriously. "I want you to be happy. She sniffled, holding back the tears that rolled in her eyes. "I want to prove to you that I can protect myself. The little girl looked at Albert, "so you can do what you like." ”

"Why are they telling you this?" there were only four members of the family, and Albert knew without guessing that these words were not something that a child of Edith's age could say.

"I asked them. Edith grabbed Albert's hand. "Don't blame them. She looked at him pitifully.

"I don't blame them, I don't blame anyone. Albert promised Edith. "But you have to promise me. He shifted gears. "Stop your nonsense. Albert grimaced.

"You're wrong, not what you think. Edith said seriously, like an adult, "I'm not messing around, it's not a prank." ”

"Edith, you're just a kid, just have fun. Albert persuaded carefully.

"Albert, I really want to learn swordsmanship. Edith grabbed Albert's cuffs.

"I'm sorry. Albert said.

"Please. Edith stared at Albert.

Looking at the little girl's serious eyes, Albert pondered.

Edith had never confronted him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, "If you can convince me." ”

"I want to grow up quickly, and I can protect you when you're old. Edith told him.

"Old?" Albert Wan'er, the dragon clan has tens of thousands of years of life, how can it be old? Thinking of this, he suddenly restrained his smile and his expression darkened.

Yes, 10,000 years of life, but what about Edith? Albert looked at the little girl in front of him, and his heart was bitter. Maybe Edith should really be allowed to learn martial arts, at least the life span of cultivators will far exceed that of ordinary people. But Albert didn't want Edith to have a purpose, so she couldn't master the essence of martial arts, let alone reach the pinnacle of martial arts. The most important thing is that learning what you don't like is tantamount to squandering your life, and what's the point of living a long life? He had never stopped Edith's curiosity, but martial arts were not games, and Edith was just a child.

He had to be a strict father again.

"Trust me, Edith, growing up is not fun. He shook his head.

"When I grow up, I can protect you well. Edith said firmly. "Just like you're protecting me now. She grimaced.

"Children always have a lot of ideas. Albert said with a smile. "We can find other games, you prefer stuffed dolls, don't you?" he probed the little girl.

"No, I prefer swordsmanship. Edith said firmly. "Swordsmanship gives me joy and makes people grow. She studied the tone of an adult.

Albert looked into Edith's eyes, and there seemed to be something more in their clear eyes. That's right, it's longing, he remembered the scene from his first meeting with Edith. At the time, Edith's eyes were full of a desire for magic, but it was a pity that Edith had no talent for magic, at least not now.

"I can let you learn swordsmanship. He nodded. "But you have to prove yourself. Albert added.

"How?" said Edith, grimacing.

"Beat me. Albert smiled.

"How is that possible!" cried the little girl. "You're a super magician, and I've only been learning swordsmanship for three days. She frowned, disgruntled.

"I'm a magician. Albert pointed to himself. "Magicians are physically weak, and I am no exception. "He lied to her for the first time.

"Really?" said Edith.

"You're holding back?" Albert shook his head. "A true warrior is not afraid of any challenge. He told her. "If you want to learn martial arts, you must understand the true meaning of martial arts. Albert's words echoed in the little girl's heart like the sound of a church bell, and Edith made a decision, even though she didn't understand it.

"I'll try. She swore by it.

"As long as your wooden sword can touch me," Albert smiled. "Even if you win. "Of course he wouldn't be serious with a little girl.

"It's too easy. Edith was delighted.

"Don't rejoice too soon. Albert smiled. "Let's get started. He stood with his hands in his hands.

"Look at the sword!" Edith shouted, a sword stabbing out.

"What's going on?"

The girl's voice of surprise rang out, and her invincible stab was deflected.

"Ridiculous, is this your swordsmanship?" Albert struck Edith's confidence, and though he couldn't bear it, he had to do it. The road of martial arts is not divided between men, women and children, and it is full of thorns and bumps. If this blow can't be withheld, it can only be said that Edith has no martial arts heart. If Edith had been able to give up, perhaps Albert would have been happier.

"I've got even more powerful moves. Edith was not reconciled, regained her strength, and stabbed a sword again.

Unfortunately, the results were disappointing.

"What's the matter?" the little girl was puzzled, why did she stab again? She usually uses the wardrobe to practice stabbing very accurately!

"You're not fit for swordsmanship. Albert reprimanded mercilessly, "Swordsmanship is not only about strength, but also about wisdom. He looked at Edith with a stern gaze, even though the little girl's eyes were already red.

"I'm ......," Edith choked, not knowing what to say.

"What are you doing, are you crying?" Albert grimaced, "Remember, warriors don't have tears, and in a real fight, tears will only be exchanged for ridicule and disdain from your opponents." He told her, "If you want to learn martial arts, you have to keep this in mind." Albert was screaming, but his heart was in pain.

Edith wiped away her tears with her sleeve and nodded heavily.

"Come again. The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, but her gaze became more determined.

"There's no need. Albert shook his head.

"Why? I haven't thrown in the towel yet!" Edith yelled, full of grievances. But this time, instead of crying, "Trust me, I can do it." ”

"Of course, of course I do. Little swordsman, you have proven yourself. Albert's expression softened, "You're right, my strong daughter, you do possess the qualities of a swordsman. ”

"I love you, Iber. Edith happily threw herself into Albert's arms, but then she let go of her hands.

"Can a swordsman hug?" she asked cautiously.

"You are a brave swordsman, but you are also my daughter. Albert Wan'er, carrying Edith on his shoulder, looked at the little wooden sword, "It looks good." ”

"Of course, I will use it to beat all opponents. The little girl patted her chest and swore an oath.

"I suddenly remembered a gift that you might like. Albert tilted his head and looked at the sweaty little girl, his heart like a knife. He couldn't even believe what he had just done, and he couldn't believe that a five-year-old girl was so determined. Albert still vaguely remembered his heart when he was five years old, and Edith was much stronger than he was. "Remember my wooden bow? That must be a good fit for you. ”

"Albert, you are the best father in the world. Edith held Albert's head and kissed her fiercely.

"Oh, of course. Albert gladly accepted, "You are also the best daughter, and I am very proud of you." He ruffled Edith's loose hair. "Tomorrow I'll arrange for you to learn real swordsmanship, and maybe I'll be able to find you a companion. Albert remembered the promise he had made to the thief, Jon, and now that it was all over, it was time to bring the funny boy in.