223 Father, You’re So Strong! 4yr

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Amy nodded. "I agree. Father is so handsome!"
Mag smiled. "Your honeyed words will go right to my head." He stroked her head, and recommenced walking.
"What are honeyed words? Are they some goodies?"
Mag shook his head with a smile. "No, sweetheart."
After a while, they were alone on the road.
Amy had put Ugly Duckling on the ground. She was now running after a butterfly with the kitten, giggling.
That put a smile on Mag's face. I should take them out more. Maybe next time we can go north.
"Give me the sword, system," he said, holding out his hand. That's a cool stance to catch a sword.
The sword descended from the sky, the sharp end first, flew inches away from Mag's nose, and clanked, stabbing into a stone in the ground and trembling. The gleam of the blade had almost blinded him when it flew past his eyes.
Mag was struck dumb with shock. Finally, he swallowed and looked down at the sword, which had almost chopped off his nose and the part between his legs.
Mag tried to sup