After spending several days beating Paul up at home, Radeus felt thoroughly refreshed. These days, he spent his time playing with his little sisters, then beating Paul up under the pretext of teaching him swordsmanship.
Over those few days, Paul had also grasped the Sword of Light, making him something of a half-fledged Sword Saint. Why only half-fledged?
Ghislaine had once told Radeus that only those recognized by the Sword God at the Sword Sanctum could receive the title of Sword Saint. Everyone else could only be said to possess the strength of one.
But your Uncle Rad couldn't care less about any of that. If he said Paul was a Sword Saint, then Paul was a Sword Saint. Anyone who disagreed could tell the Sword God to come himself!
If he really dared to come, he'd better be ready to eat your Uncle Mahoraga's fists!
Knock, knock, knock!
A knocking sound came from the door. Radeus opened it and saw Sylphie!
"Sylphie! Long time no see!"
"You're really back, Rad! Did Rudeus come back too?"
Sylphie looked at Radeus with delighted surprise. Only yesterday, she had heard in the village that Radeus seemed to have returned home, and she had rushed over first thing this morning.
"No, he's still over there!"
Even after Radeus and the others left, Sylphie seemed to have continued visiting their home often to learn all sorts of things from Zenith and Lilia.
"Is that so?"
Sylphie looked a little disappointed, but at least Radeus was back!
"By the way, what brings you here so early today?"
"Oh, right! I remember now. The village chief said there seem to be more monsters around again. Someone was attacked yesterday, and he asked me to call Uncle Paul over for a meeting."
Only then did Sylphie remember