A Hundred of Her Memories

by Timber Wolf of Purity

Xion - A Replica. A puppet. But who says she can't make memories of her own? With a heartless assassin and a nobody with a heart for friends, anything is possible. Why not falling in love? "I couldn't have done it without my trusty side-kick." "Side-kick? I prefer partner-in-crime at worst, and your-illustrious-highness at best." In the end, true love will conquer over evil.

67. Skilled

A Hundred of Her Memories

67 – Skilled

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Xion only wished she could be as skilled as Axel.

He seemed to know everything. He always explained what she wanted to know without being condescending, without being too complicated and didn't ignore her.

She remembered watching Axel while he explained the difference between him and a fire-eater.

Apparently there was a big difference.

Xion chuckled. She was lying on the hillside beside Axel. He rolled his head to the side, glancing at her.

"Whatcha thinkin' about?"

She opened her eyes, looking at the stars. "You seem to know everything… I wish I was as skilled as you."

"Well, you could learn," Axel smirked.

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Continued in the next chapter: Swordsman