Positive little sun, magical girl, I am awesome

The next few days suddenly became full, and Lilith no longer had time to sleep in.

Melissa found the protective gear she had made for Leila, and went to the training ground with her every day after breakfast. She taught her from the most basic postures and steps, and the more she taught, the more surprises she got.

"You are very talented, Lilith!" Melissa praised. "You have very good coordination and strong legs. Flexible steps are essential for both attack and defense. And you have enough strength to hold your sword tightly and not be easily knocked away."

Lilith moved back and forth with sweat all over her forehead, and she had to keep smiling. "It's because of my mother's good teaching." She was already in tears in pain. Are you tired, Lilith? This is the retribution for being a beauty lover.

"I can see that you exercise regularly, which is a good thing. As a lady, you should maintain a healthy body so that you can have more energy to do what you like." Melissa continued to praise her generously.

"…I was just naughty when I was little and would often run around in the forest with my playmates. I never did any special exercise." Lilith gritted her teeth and insisted on moving her legs mechanically, holding the sword in her hand and not letting it go. She was shaking like a sieve.

"Bang——" The sword was knocked away. Lilith stopped and became dazed.

"You're not holding it tight enough." Melissa couldn't help laughing after she said that. "Okay, today we can learn some basic swordplay attacking techniques. For example, what we did just now is a pick." Then she used her foot to pick up Lilith's rapier and threw it back into her arms. She shook her red hair, "Next is a stab." Then she quickly attacked Lilith.

Lilith retreated in panic, only having time to make a few vague swings with her sword.

"Pay attention to your steps." Melissa stopped precisely and tapped her little head lightly with the sword.

"Next is the chop." Then she spun around and chopped the sword down from above like dancing. Lilith didn't panic this time. She pushed the ground with her left leg and quickly put the sword on her right arm, blocking the chop steadily. The knights watching nearby immediately whistled in applause.

Melissa stepped back, her smile growing. “Good, good, you’ve learned the basics of blocking on your own. I told you you’re really talented!”

Lilith also stood up straight and slowly recovered her breathing rhythm. She was already crying in her heart: Don't praise me, sister. I really can't stand praise. Why, I just want to be a rich woman who eats and waits for death, why did I inexplicably embark on the road of a swordsman because of a few words of praise from my beautiful stepmother? Help me - is it a surprise to meet a beautiful stepmother, and the rest is retribution? ? My main plot seems to be off track again. Can anyone help me? !

"Then you attack me." Melissa took a few steps back and got into position. "Only with more actual combat can you accurately judge the distance between you and your opponent. Come on!"

Lilith looked at Melissa's eager eyes and couldn't refuse. She adjusted her breathing, gripped the hilt tightly, and raised the tip of the sword forward, ready to stab forward -

Unexpectedly, a man suddenly rushed over from the side, grabbed her arm, pushed her away and threw her to the ground.

"James! What are you doing--" Melissa screamed in shock.

Lilith was completely unprepared at this time. She didn't even have time to adjust her posture to protect herself when she was thrown away. She fell heavily to the ground. Although she was wearing protective gear, it was a simple version of the one Leila used for sword practice. It only protected the joints and head, not the whole body. She was so badly hit that she saw stars and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Lilith! Oh my God, are you okay?" Melissa ran towards her, held her in her arms and checked her carefully. Then she angrily shouted at the person who came, "Are you crazy, James? This is our daughter!"

"It's because I know it's her that I want to protect you, Melissa." The man came in a black robe, looking dusty, and seemed to have not had time to change out of his clothes before rushing to the training ground. "You are pregnant, how dare you let her point a sword at you, let her be like this..."

His face was filled with anger and disgust. He looked down at Lilith as if he was looking at a disgusting insect. "... a mother-eating bastard."

Lilith finally realized in her dizziness that the person coming was her biological father, James Friel.

"..." Melissa was so shocked by James' vicious words that she was speechless. She picked up Lilith and looked coldly at her husband who suddenly became a stranger in front of her. "I think you are not behaving like a noble gentleman now. Maybe you need to calm down and apologize to this child." Then she quickly left with Lilith in her arms.

At this time, the knights who were watching in groups no longer greeted the returning husband warmly as usual. They just looked at him coldly, picked up their swords and slowly dispersed. One of them even muttered loudly: "Even the most vulgar barbarians would not be so harsh on their children." He was immediately dragged away by the people next to him.

A vacuum gradually formed around James. He looked very embarrassed, his mouth pursed into a thin line, and the gloom in his eyes could not be dissipated. Hoffman, the butler and chief butler, came up carefully and said, "Sir, please go back and rest first. Lunch is ready."

James stood there in silence for a long time, finally turned around and quickly left the sun-filled corridor.