Lann could understand Elrond's astonishment.
Because although the elf lord on the opposite side, who did not know how long he had lived, his skills, adaptability, and fundamental qualities were impeccable.
However, this kind of technique, though solid, did not have too magical an effect.
Suddenly seeing Lann, who incorporated the appearance of combat systems from multiple worlds, even if he hadn't seen everything, was enough to surprise him.
But what about the so-called 'strange'?
"It seems my combat method still has quite a few issues?"
Lann instinctively spun his blade, then sheathed Aron Dite.
He cautiously and tentatively spoke to Elrond.
"No, it's not your problem... how should I put it?"
Elrond circled around Lann, pinching his chin with his fingers, murmuring with interest yet seeming thoughtful.
