The nth time I met my puppet

"Wake up! The sun is about to burn your butt."

As Sanbing spoke, he pulled Wannan's face in dissatisfaction. He woke up early, waiting for Wannan to wake up so that he could teach her how to practice sword skills. However, it was almost noon and Wannan was still sleeping soundly, with no intention of waking up at all, so there was this wake-up service.

After sleeping for most of the day, Wan Nan finally stretched lazily, rubbed his eyes, and woke up in a daze.

"Huh...? Is it already... morning?"

"Good afternoon, lazy bum. I bet you had a sweet dream, didn't you? I'm so happy for you."

Although Sanbing said he was happy, his tone was different. He thought Wannan might stay in bed, but he didn't expect that if he didn't wake Wannan up, Wannan would probably sleep until noon.

"Eh?! It's already noon!"

Wan Nan finally woke up and glanced out the window. The sun was already hanging in the sky, telling her that it was no longer early morning, but noon.

"Yeah, a lazy bum slept until noon." Sanbing leaned on the side and said sarcastically.

Wan Nan's mouth twitched. Although she was a bit of a sleepover girl, it was still very rare for her to sleep in until noon...

"Uh... I said I didn't mean it, do you believe me? Maybe it's because the assassin woke us up in the middle of the night?" Wan Nan tried to find an excuse.

Sanbing didn't say anything more, but took out the breakfast that had been prepared for her and urged her.

"Okay, eat quickly. After you finish eating, I will teach you sword skills."

"Oh, okay!" Wan Nan nodded after hearing that and stuffed big mouthfuls of food into his mouth, wanting to finish eating quickly so he could practice swordplay.

She was indeed looking forward to it. Although no one had ever said she was a vase, she was ultimately just an ordinary person with no power. Wasn't she just a vase? And a burden.

She couldn't help feeling sad when she thought of this, but now that she could finally get rid of the fact that she was just a vase, how could she not be excited and happy?

Wan Nan was eating voraciously, and Sanbing couldn't help but frowning as he watched. He asked her to eat faster, but there was no need to eat so fast. In the end, he had no choice but to persuade her.

“…Eat slowly. No one’s competing with you for it. Don’t choke.”

Wan Nan then calmed down a bit, and after she finished eating, the two of them began to prepare to practice sword fighting.

The skirmisher looked at the swords on the shelf, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up a wooden sword because he was worried that the fool would hurt himself.

Wan Nan took the sword and swung it twice casually. She had never touched this thing before, and even the way she held the sword was not right.

Seeing this, the soldier frowned, somewhat helpless. He then walked behind Wan Nan, close to her back, put one hand on her waist, and held her sword hand with the other, assuming the proper posture of a swordsman.

Although Wan Nan knew that he was seriously teaching her how to use the sword, from the current situation, it seemed more like he was hugging her. Wan Nan only felt itchy on her waist and back, but she couldn't make it clear, so she had to try hard to concentrate on the sword.

Sanbing's voice sounded beside Wan Nan, and his breath fell on her ears, just like Sanbing was blowing wind behind her ears, making her ears itchy.

Sanbing also noticed Wannan's distraction and spoke softly.

"Be serious and learn how to use a sword so that you can protect yourself in the future."

Wan Nan was naturally aware of this, so he tried hard to block out all distractions and began to listen carefully to Sanbing's teaching.

Fortunately, although Wan Nan had never been exposed to this before, he was unexpectedly talented. After several hours of hands-on teaching from Sanbing, he gradually mastered the trick.

Sanbing was also sitting aside at this time, watching Wannan's every move when practicing sword, pointing out her mistakes, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

When they were almost done practicing, Wan Nan stopped and sat next to San Bing to rest. She was very satisfied with the result and felt that she had some talent. For some reason, she was secretly expecting San Bing to praise her.

Sanbing noticed Wannan's expression, quietly restrained his smile, and deliberately put on an indifferent look, as if he was not satisfied with her progress.

"You don't think I'll praise you, do you?"

Wan Nan's expectant expression dimmed a little, and she was suddenly disappointed. She thought she was quite talented, but looking at Sanbing's expression, he seemed dissatisfied. It seemed that she had not practiced well.

Sanbing also noticed this. Seeing Wannan's sad expression, he suddenly regretted saying that. He felt awkward and didn't know how to start. In the end, he spoke in a somewhat arrogant tone.

"Ahem...it's not bad, but it's far worse than mine."

Wan Nan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she felt a sense of accomplishment, and at the same time a little curious. She felt that she was quite talented, so how talented should Sanbing be?

"Really? How long did it take you?"

"Probably, half of yours." Sanbing said truthfully. Wan Nan felt a sudden blow when he heard it, but at the same time he made up his mind to practice sword more diligently.

After a good rest, Wan Nan planned to continue practicing sword without stopping for a moment, but this time the soldier came down again instead of giving guidance.

Wan Nan was a little confused, and then she saw Sanbing also picked up a wooden sword and took a defensive posture, ready to practice with her. At the same time, she raised a sly smile and asked back.

"Do you believe that you can't even touch the corner of my clothes?"

? ? ? ?

Wan Nan suddenly felt like she was being provoked! Even if she wasn't very powerful now, she shouldn't be unable to touch even a corner of his clothes!

"How is that possible?! Take that!" Wan Nan didn't want to waste any more words with San Bing, because if they started arguing, she knew she would not be able to defeat San Bing, so she didn't want to waste any more words.

Wan Nan wanted to sneak attack Sanbing before he could react, but Sanbing dodged him easily. Sanbing still had that indifferent and provocative look on his face.

This immediately made Wan Nan even angrier, and he attacked him even more fiercely, but it was useless, and all his attacks were easily avoided by the scattered soldiers.

"Your steps are messed up. You need to calm down and concentrate. Don't let your opponent distract you. Otherwise, if you're fighting someone, this will simply leave you vulnerable."

While dodging, Sanbing was still instructing her on what to do. Wan Nan no longer looked at the provocative smile on Sanbing's face, and calmed down according to his words.

She tried hard to attack and finally saw a flaw in the skirmisher. Not willing to let go of this opportunity, she pounced on him directly. However, this was a trap that the skirmisher had prepared for her long ago.

Sanbing squatted down and made a circle with his feet, successfully tripping Wan Nan, making her fall to the ground. He chuckled and said.

"How is it? Can't even the corner of my clothes be touched?"

Wan Nan was so angry at his mocking tone that she couldn't hold back any longer and started cursing.

"Damn it! You idiot! You did this on purpose, didn't you? You pretended to be vulnerable to mess with me! I just started sword training today, after all, and you're not ashamed of bullying me like this!"

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