A Perfect Creation

Their lips slowly parted, the darkness unable to obstruct their vision.

Watching Ais's actions, Meitellia's lips curled up, and she smiled very cutely.

It's alright.

It's just an arm~

The night passed quickly.

As the sunlight streamed in, Ais yawned.

Feeling Ming Ge's warmth, Ais narrowed her eyes again.

At this moment, Ming Ge was wearing pajamas, and this move was called "Golden Cicada Returns to its Shell," so at least it wasn't obvious from the surface.

Even the marks and smell on her body had been cleaned up with magic, so Ais didn't notice anything amiss.

"It's time to wake up."

After a while, when she sensed that Ais and Meitellia had both woken up, Ming Ge opened her eyes and stretched.

"Training will begin today, Ais."

Ming Ge poked Ais's cheek and said.

"I see."

Ais blinked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Not long after, the three of them washed up and went to the living room.

Elsa had already prepared the meal... Although it tasted terrible at first, with her level 9 skill and considerable effort, she quickly learned how to cook it, and the taste was quite good.

"It seems Ais didn't manage to bother you."

Looking at Meitellia's mental state, Elsa teased.

"Hmph, just a mere little Ais."

Meitellia no embarrassment whatsoever; instead, she wore a smug expression.

They have a slightly goofy look, which is very cute.

Ais was confused and just looked at them with a puzzled expression.

Unfortunately, no one offered her any answers.

"You're all so late, how lazy!"

Astraea, standing to the side, looked at the two who had appeared and couldn't help but sigh, "Do you two do this every day?"

It's only nine o'clock.

Ming Ge shrugged and said, "You guys just go straight to sleep at night, but it's different for people with families."

"I used to wake up very early too, it's a bad habit Ming Ge gave me."

Meitellia a smile.

That's the truth.

In Ming Ge's view, there are three basic desires in life.

Food, sex, sleep.

Eat, play, play, sleep, sleep, eat—living without any pressure—that's the dream of so many people!

"You manage to balance both life and great achievements; in a sense, no one could be happier than you."

Astraea chuckled softly.

Ming Ge smiled, and then everyone sat down together to eat breakfast.

Upon arriving at the training grounds of the base, Ming Ge forged a sword with excellent wind attribute conductivity using indestructible metal.

Double-edged with a sharp tip, it is a smaller version of Ais's "Desperate" from the original work.

Seven-year-old Ais begins her training.

Chapter 108 The Perfect Creation

Although Ais is only seven years old, which is a bit too early for her to wield a sword, this is another world, and Ais's bloodline is destined to be extraordinary.

In the original work, Ais reached level 2 at the age of eight and level 3 at the age of nine, which can be described as rapid progress. She reached a level that ordinary people could hardly reach at a young age.

"The first step is the basics, which is the fundamental way of holding and swinging the sword."

Ming Ge had Ais hold the sword with both hands, then squatted behind her, adjusting her posture and the way she held the sword.

Basic sword techniques include thrusting, chopping, hooking, pointing, striking, clouding, wiping, piercing, and pressing. After mastering these, Ming Ge prepared to have Ais undergo practical combat training.

Being held almost in Ming Ge's arms, Ais felt a sense of security.

"I have some basic knowledge, but not much."

Ming Ge watched Ais's sword-wielding technique; it had a strong personal style, suggesting that Albert had taught her swordsmanship.

However, although Albert was very strong, he had not mastered the fundamentals of swordsmanship.

It's important to understand that all swordsmanship is based on these movements.

Once she learns these basics and is taught the correct swordsmanship mindset, the first step can be completed.

This process was quick because Ais not only had a foundation, but also a strong talent.

"Alright, let's take a short rest."

Two hours passed quickly, Ming Ge wiped the sweat from Ais's forehead.

Ming Ge couldn't help but reflect on her own behavior, wondering if she had been too lax.

I'm not tired yet.

Ais looked energetic and wanted to continue practicing.

Although it was different from what her father taught her, Ais instinctively sensed that these fundamentals could supplement her swordsmanship.