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Chapter 270: It’s okay. I’ll escort her.
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Around midmorning, the sun had fully emerged, scattering the last veils of mist over Brookfall.

The manor’s tiled rooftops shimmered with light, and the warm golden hue of the sun danced across the training courtyard, where Oasis moved with practiced precision.

His bare upper body glistened with sweat, muscles coiled with heat and mana, as he finished a final sequence of the Raging Phoenix Sword Technique—a fiery arc that sent a ripple of wind coursing through the garden.

When the heat had intensified.

Oasis exhaled calmly and sheathed his sword, wiping his face with a cloth before heading inside for a cold bath in the manor’s spring-fed chamber.

Meanwhile, in adjacent training fields, Venak and Du Shiye were also engrossed in their respective drills—Venak practicing mist-based sword arts, while Shiye tested his poison arts using conjured mist clouds and controlled needles.

The air was alive with their effort, silent but filled with unspoken focus.

Not long after, the three regrouped
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