The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160

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“Dora, I’m sorry, but we can’t stay too late today,” Karla tofd me in a low voice when we stopped to drink some water.

“What’s wrong? Going on a date with your slave?” I nudged her shoulder with the easy trust we already had.

I said it as a joke, but her face turned scandalously red.

“Well… no. I need to recover my energy….”

“Sure, your energy….” I winked at Mikaela, who was trying so hard not to laugh until she couldn’t hold it in anymore, and the two of us teased poor Karla at her expense.

“Pft, you’re just jealous. Dora can laugh, but you can’t.” Karla shoved Mikaela, pretending to be annoyed.

“Hey, that’s a low blow!” Mikaela shoved her back while I drank from my little canteen.

Then my amused eyes suddenly found those golden ones on the sidelines, eyes that didn’t seem to blink at all.

Blaze hadn’t stopped watching me for even a second. He took every chance to guide me, touching me a little more each time.

Obviously, he didn’t lay a finger on the girls. He only barked a few instructions at them in that wolfish way of his.

“It’s true. I need to find myself a slave or I won’t be able to make my seal bloom.” Mika’s sigh pulled me back into the conversation with the girls beneath the shade of the eaves.

Then her smile turned uncomfortable and a little sad.

“I feel like I’m dragging you both down. The difference between an Estingia who has unleashed her seal and one who’s still repressed is obvious.”

“You’ll get there. If I could do it, so can you….” Karla placed a hand on her shoulder.

“It’s just… I’m not good at choosing slaves. I don’t have good instinct….”

“Do you want Blaze and me to go with you to the slave dungeons?” I offered suddenly, on impulse.

She lifted her head as if little stars had lit up in her eyes.

“You’d do that for me?” She took my hands and squeezed them hard. “Blaze could intimidate the slaves like grrrr….”

She made little clawing gestures as if Blaze were a rabid dog, and I couldn’t help laughing and glancing at him from the corner of my eye.

He was only watching me… as if I might disappear in the next second. Not even offended. As if the joke had nothing to do with him.

“All right. Go rest. We’ll go after dinner tonight, okay?”

“Yesss!”

She skipped away like a little girl, dragging Karla along with her.

The two of them were like black and white, but that difference was part of their charm.

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Chapter 160

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Then, all at once, the small training field went from lively to silent.

I felt a little uncomfortable, but I decided to practice a little more.

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I could feel that the more I held the sword and fed it my energy, the easier it became to control, and the less it hurt.

So I pulled it from the hay bale where I had stabbed it and took my place again in the practice area.

I raised it above my head, gripping it with both hands the way Blaze had taught me, and went for a backward slash.

But when I turned my feet and brought it down with all my strength, I was startled by the sound of impact by the jolt of hitting something solid.

Blaze was wielding a thick branch, and somehow, he had met my sword with it.

“You’re holding the hilt wrong. Spread your hands farther apart so you can balance the weight,” he told me in that magnetic voice that always pushed against my defenses.

My green eyes stared defiantly into his golden ones.

I did as he told me, and now that we were alone, the lesson was only for me.

“Don’t rely only on that trick of extending the sword. That will only surprise your opponent the first time. After that, you need to use it with intelligence.”

His words tangled with the repeated crack of my sword striking that branch.

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