From all the celestial families' descendants that reside within Mariejois, there is only a single family who does not follow one tradition within the Holy Land.
The tradition to kill 'those' lowly creatures whenever they would cross a pat...
The princess' rigorous training started at the break of dawn. The queen and king were watching their daughter spar with her chosen tutor from the veranda where the couple were partaking their breakfast, a few steps away from the stairs that led down to the training grounds.
Alynna, the queen dowager with her daughter-in-law Athena, and together with her son, Alexander had agreed their choice of trainer that can shape the best of their precious princess.
Xavier would be her trainer in hand-to-hand combat and sword fighting while Avian will be her tutor on the history of her homeland. Whereas the topic on who would train her nature powers was still in question. And yet to be determined.
The conversation among the three of them moments ago went not as smoothly as they thought so.
Mother, who will train Helen's power as an upcoming guardian of nature? Athena, the princess' mother asked the queen dowager in a worried tone.
Shush, my dear daughter. There's a person I know who can train my granddaughter with her powers. Alynna reassured her daughter-in-law.
Queen dowager, is there any possibility that Helen may have her nature powers bloom late? Alexander queried.
Yes, there is a possibility my son though the only way that could let her powers fully bloom is through eating a devil fruit. This method is only to be used if her powers really bloom late. The grandmother frowned at the last three words she mentioned.
What kind of fruit is it anyway? The queen solely told herself.
At the mention of devil fruit, Alexander widens his eyes.
Then, is it entirely safe for Helen to eat that?
The queen dowager went silent yet seemingly hesitant, but nevertheless nods twice as an answer.
Well, we'll buy it for our daughter in case if she needs it.
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In the training grounds of the castle, there stood Helen clad in her brown lightweight customized metal armor with added green hood-sleeved top and pants. Her hand-to-hand combat trainer stood his ground as the ten year old girl charges once again. With her motion, the young girl's small cape fluttered behind as she went after her target.
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Together with her wits and creative mind, she made use of the thick tree vines that loosely hung from their trees and used it as a whip against the adult.
Whack! It was the sound of her wooden whip gave against the cemented floor.
The beige haired girl had her long locks tied into a braided headband. Although some of her short strands of hair stood proudly with the others curled in a natural way.
Hmm. . .what kind of technique will I present? The ten year old asked herself while she was stalling her sparring partner.
Well, I just hope that I'm still sharp like weeks ago.She muttered to herself.
When Helen came up with a specific move, she swiftly turned midair while her right leg stood straight to hit the target in front of her. She softly lands with the both of her legs bent unto the ground.
Nice try, princess. But you still lack strength. Your attacks are not that heavy which would affect your enemies enough. Her combat tutor comments while in a defensive stance.
