The matter of Ivette and Nanali practicing swordsmanship together in the swordsmanship class was never mentioned by Lane. It was completely initiated by the two little girls themselves.
The others in the swordsmanship arena were quite stunned.
Why did these two oddballs get together?
Nanali had no resistance at all to teaming up with Ivette. Rather, Nanali had actually always hoped to have a partner in the swordsmanship class.
But in the past few days, several people came to ask Nanali to team up, but all were rejected by Nanali.
Because in their eyes, Nanali saw the "purpose". They came to team up with Nanali for some purpose, which made Nanali very disgusted.
But Ivette was different. Ivette's purpose with Nanali had already been achieved. Coming to team up with Nanali was truly to help Nanali build a good foundation in swordsmanship.
In a way, maybe Nanali could even be considered her senior sister?
To this, Nanali readily agreed.
Seeing the scene of the two little girls helping each other and practicing swordsmanship, Lane also showed a sincere smile.
Just when Lane couldn't instruct Nanali during the swordsmanship class, with Ivette's help, it could just double the effect of Nanali's foundation-building process.
Dorothy, who had been slacking off in the swordsmanship class, was also stunned to see Ivette and Nanali practicing swordsmanship together.
She had also guessed that Ivette would definitely try every way to get close to Lane and was preparing to observe what Ivette would do.
But in the blink of an eye, Ivette had already become good friends with Nanali?
So fast?
When she thought of what days these two days were, Dorothy suddenly understood.
Sunday!
Did Ivette find Lane during the two days of rest on Sunday?
Thinking of this, Dorothy couldn't help but pat her small head.
She had been racking her brains at home these two days of Sunday thinking about how to get close to Lane. As a result, Ivette just went to the door directly!
And succeeded!
No, no. This Sunday, she also had to go and join in the fun.
What excuse should she use...
Of course, Dorothy wouldn't think that Ivette went to find Lane on Sunday, not just a simple visit.
But directly recognized Lane as her godfather!
Compared to Lane's hand-in-hand instruction, Ivette was even more straightforward. She directly practiced against Nanali, making Nanali progress rapidly.
Due to various differences between Lane and Nanali, Lane couldn't consolidate Nanali's swordsmanship through practice duels, but it was just right for Ivette.
After the afternoon swordsmanship class ended, the two little girls walked out of the swordsmanship arena, sweating profusely. Lane, who was waiting outside, immediately crouched down and used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat for Nanali.
Ivette's maid also crouched down like Lane to wipe the sweat for her young lady. "No need. I'll do it myself."
Ivette took the handkerchief from the maid and wiped the sweat herself, making the maid a little disappointed.
On the other side, Octaville also crouched down to wipe the sweat for Dorothy, scaring Dorothy into snatching the handkerchief:
"No need, no need! I'll do it myself!"
Seeing this, Octaville seemed even more disappointed than Ivette's maid.
She had been practicing very hard these two days by wiping the wooden boards and now she wouldn't break the boards anymore.
Dorothy was really scared. After being wiped by Octaville last time, her face was swollen for a while.
If she weren't of the demon race with a good constitution, her face might have been deformed by Octaville's wiping.
Today's classes ended and Lane was about to take Nanali back to the mansion.
Before leaving, Lane looked at Ivette and said with a faint smile: "See you later."
Ivette thought of the duel between Lane and her father and nodded: "See you later, Master."
Riding his thin horse with Nanali in his arms, Lane rode out of Orcutt Academy and headed towards the mansion.
Because it was the afternoon and the first day of the week, the streets of Atel were unprecedentedly lively with a bustling flow of people.
Moreover, Lane also noticed that on the sides of the streets in Atel, there were always groups of two or three people gathering together, reading the newspaper.
Even though it was already afternoon, there were still newsboys outside, hawking the newspapers.
But the way they were hawking was not about whose vegetables were stolen and how the nobles dealt with it, how many new nobles were appointed by the empire, or the diplomatic situation with the demons and orcs, etc. Instead...
"The fallen noble daughter married the prince. What happened to her two bullying sisters? Come and see, come and buy!"
Lane: "..."
No, it was clearly a nice fairy tale. How did it become like a cool story in your mouths?
Also, promoting the newspapers like this, aren't you really defrauding consumers?
Fraud? Maybe. But the commoners didn't care at all whether the stories in the newspapers were true because they had no access to these things at all.
They bought newspapers mostly just for entertainment and to kill time.
Stories like Cinderella, which were both detached from reality and close to reality, happened to suit the tastes of the majority of consumers.
Passing through the flow of people, Lane carried Nanali back to the mansion. Just as he entered the yard, Lane found that a branch had been inserted into the ground on one side of the yard at some point.
Because it was autumn, this branch was bare and just stood there alone, looking very shabby.
"Miss, Mr. Lane."
"Miss and Mr. Lane are back!"
As soon as they dismounted in the yard, the two maids, Darrie and Daisy, came out of the mansion.
It's worth mentioning that Daisy finally regained her vitality and seemed even more cheerful than usual, skipping and hopping as she walked.
Daisy first led Nanali into the mansion, leaving only Lane and Darrie outside.
Looking at Darrie with a smile, Lane said: "It seems you have taken Daisy to give out porridge?"
"Yes." Darrie nodded: "It was the first time Daisy saw the outside. She was very happy along the way.
Especially when we reached the slum area. Although she was a little down at first, when giving out porridge, the smile on Daisy's face never faded. The people there all said that Daisy was like an angel."
"That's good."
Lane smiled faintly: "In the future, if you have time, you can still go there to give out porridge. If you need money, you can come to me. It can also accumulate reputation for the Yaxi family."
"Well, the silver coins Mr. Lane gave me are enough for Daisy and me to go there for a long time. Daisy will surely be very happy to know."
"Oh... By the way, what's the matter with this branch?"
Saying that, Lane looked at the branch inserted in the yard and couldn't help asking.
Darrie replied with a smile: "It's because of 'Cinderella' written by Mr. Lane."