"I lost."
"You were expected to."
Julian lowered his weapon.
"There is nothing shameful about losing to someone with decades more experience."
He walked toward Noah.
"However... There were many mistakes."
Noah immediately listened carefully.
"First."
Julian raised one finger.
"You relied too heavily on the freezing effect of your blade art rather than blade it self. What I mean is you rely more on ice than weapon. Your opponent won't always fear the cold. If someone possesses stronger mana than you, they can simply shatter the frost, just as I did."
Noah nodded.
"I understand."
"Second."
"Just now you focused entirely on offense. You never considered your own defense. Probably because of your ice creation ability, you rely on ice for defense that forms at your will too much. But in case of pure swordsmanship... you were too open"
Julian tapped Noah's shoulder with the wooden sword.
