I Became A Thief Who Steals Overpowered Skills - Chapter 66 I Came to Pick a Fight

... was brandishing a sword. Her hair, a blend of black and gold and tied back short, was distinctive. Each swing of her sword cleaved the air, a clear sound slicing through the quiet. Then, amidst the ringing of steel, a set of footsteps echoed.

Wow, practicing every day like this. Is this why you made it to master?

At the same time, a portly man with a greasy laugh emerged. Even with his appearance, the woman continued her silent sword dance. The man settled himself on a bench prov ...