Marshall pursed his lips nervously. Although the first man in front of him was not strong, the girls like them were obviously even less strong. There were some gangsters behind the gangster, and they also looked unkind.

She did not bring the [Golden Rose] to the scene, nor did she bring her own magic gun. The only thing she could wield was the rapier distributed in class. This was the first day they went out to patrol as a small group.

A member of the patrol team walked out of the Knights Academy in great glory, but was blocked in this alley.

"You scoundrels, let me take care of you if I don't take care of you!" The black-haired Ilya rolled up his splendid sleeves, took out the pitifully thin hilt of the sword, stepped forward without any explanation, and pointed it in front of him.

The man tilted his head and smiled evilly.

Before he finished speaking, he licked his lips and grabbed Ilya's hand. The men blocking the intersection behind him also began to move, reaching out their hands from behind his back, trying to commit unethical acts.

Ilya, who thought he was strong in force, was stunned and tried his best to break free, but was dragged away involuntarily.

"Let her go!" Seeing that the situation was not right, Qibelin drew his sword and stepped forward, "Marshall, let's go!"

"No, no, this kind of sword is too soft and has no fighting power at all..." Before Marshall could finish speaking, Zebelin had already struck a front stab at the man's stomach, but it didn't work at all.

Find a way to penetrate the other person's clothes and "keep your wits about you..."

"Help me!" Ilya was thrown behind him by the man, and was caught in the middle of the gangsters.

The noise at the entrance of the alley was immediately noticed by people on the street. Because the alley was too narrow and difficult to defend, people outside had to go through layers of barriers to rescue the girls inside.

One move put herself in danger. She curled up her body desperately and tried hard to prevent these gangsters from invading her body.

"What should I do?" Qibelin was almost grabbed by the hair by the man in front of him. He quickly took two steps back, but directly bumped into Marshall who was holding the hilt of the sword. "Um! No, are you okay?"

"Really... you have to observe the situation clearly! Stay calm when you encounter danger!" Marshall looked at the three huddled people behind him and sighed to himself, "Qibelin, stay back.

, I’ll try to see if I can knock this person down... This sword is too thin, so it’s hard to strike with it.”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Why do you encounter this kind of thing as soon as you go out!"

"Help me!"

There is no help from the magic sword at hand, so now I can only rely on my own muscle memory to attack. As long as you draw the sword fast enough, no matter how thin the sword is, it can be turned into a deadly weapon!

Marshall's clothes were too much in the way, so she immediately pulled open her cuffs, pulled her long hair back, leaned forward slightly, and turned her whole body into a sword blade, moving forward quickly and gracefully.

Rush!

When the man saw this, his face twisted into a sickly smile. However, after seeing that the other party's actions were really not human, the smile on his face froze in the distance: "Oh? It looks like Lian Jiazi—

—”

Marshall did not attack the gangster head-on. Instead, she stepped on the wall beside her. She briefly overcame gravity and used her brute strength to run up the wall. Her right hand touched her waist, and her left middle finger pointed.

He flicked the slender sword tip, continued to exert force with his legs, and actually jumped directly above the man's head!

The gangster reached out to grab Marshall's ankle, but what he saw was a flower in front of him, and a sharp burning sensation appeared on his palm. Marshall fell from the wall, stepped on the man's left shoulder with his right foot, flicked his wrist, and shook the rapier twice.

, its tip passed between the man's palms. The hot blood immediately slipped from the man's hand. The girl seemed to be dissatisfied with the result, so she simply threw the sword in her hand downwards and used her left foot.

Kick the man across the face.

"puff!"

The gangster was kicked until two bloody teeth spurted out. He felt like the world was spinning, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably, where he passed out. Marshall didn't end there, she had to find a chance to rescue her.

Elijah.

The situation didn't get much better because of the man's fall. Just now, Marshall saw clearly that there were six men in the air. It was useless to only deal with one of them. Ilya escaped before the gangsters could react, shaking all over.

Then he returned to the girls' camp.

It was also the first time that Qibelin saw Marshall actually take action. She was more powerful than she thought! The thin sword that was useless in their hands actually cut the man's palm in Marshall's hand!

"Are you okay?" Qibelin hugged the trembling Ilya tightly, "You..."

Ilya was covered in the dirty mud from the alley, and she lacked the bravery of her previous reckless attack. Tears soaked her face, and her hands were bruised by the rough ground.

The black-haired girl sobbed and said: "No... I was defiled by someone... I can't... I can't get married..."

Only then did the other girls realize that after all, they were just small cogs in the political machine. If they were manipulated here, they would definitely not be able to give an explanation after they found out. Chastity is obviously a high priority for women among the nobility.

A very important point is that this is directly related to the political status of non-political women in the family. If Ilya's affairs were exposed, her life would probably be over.

If a person has no value of his own, there is no need to waste basic resources. Ilya may soon be removed from the "Female Knights". If this continues, this class will most likely have no need to exist.

"Hurry up and back off..." Marshall picked up the sword on the ground and placed it in front of him, preparing to step forward again to fend off the gangsters in front of him, "Don't step forward recklessly again, do you hear me!

"

"Dear female knights, you don't have to worry anymore..."

The familiar voice was like warm sunshine, swirling warmly in the alley. America finally arrived at this time, and Marshall quickly stepped back. The gathered gangsters scattered like birds and beasts, wailing and being knocked to the ground by a pair of big hands.

America did not carry any weapons, so he beat away all the gangsters with his bare hands. He walked forward anxiously, checked the status of each girl, and then looked at a gangster on the ground who was vomiting blood and water. His

His face suddenly stiffened.

"Girls, please go back first." America had a rare serious look on her face, "Also, who did this?"

"It's Miss Marshall, Mr. America." Zebelin supported the mentally collapsed Ilya and walked forward slowly, "She is very brave."

On the contrary, Marshall was a little scared at this time and turned his head to the side as if he was guilty.

"Miss Marshall, thank you very much for your efforts. I will commend you individually." America said seriously, "Also, I hope to have a talk with you. Miss Zebelin can also come together."
Chapter completed!