"Very good, obviously people will make progress." The young lord narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly: "However, I will not raise waste in my team. If you are not capable, I will let him go directly.
, so Cindy, come and try, does this lady have enough strength?"
"Your Excellency Viscount Edward!" The love for his sister made little Ryan muster up the courage in a moment and shouted loudly: "My sister has passed that, that city guard test, and the relevant provisions have been written into it.
She is part of the contract, so before the contract expires, she will be a member of your city guard. You cannot..."
"Oh, is that so?"
The young city lord frowned. Although he just wanted to give this girl a proper lesson to make her more honest, rather than forcing her to run away - after all, the temporary contract of the urban management brigade was to ensure that ordinary servants
As a soldier, there is no special penalty clause. As long as the other party is willing to give up those dozens of gold coins, he can break the contract... But you must know that the little guy has a secret about some treasure. Edward doesn't want to let this
Just lost the key.
"Well, let's do this. If you pass the test, how about I make you a formal member? You should also know, triple salary, ten days and one day of paid vacation. If you are qualified to become a squad leader,
The salary can be increased by half."
"Stop doing this!" Before her younger brother could speak, the aristocratic girl's eyes widened: "What kind of test? This kind of test without any standards, how can we get the results? Even a fool can see that she is better than me.
Much stronger, no matter how hard I fight, I always lose, so wouldn’t the result be unqualified?”
It seems that he is not completely brainless?
"Let's do this, you use the weapons you are familiar with, and I let Cindy use the wooden sword. If you can hurt Cindy, then you will win, and I will return to you what was deducted before, your weapons and money.
, and attendants, etc. And I will give you an additional hundred platinum coins as compensation."
The young city lord smiled slightly and looked at the angry young lady up and down: "But in this case, there is another question. What if you still lose? What are you going to use to compensate? If I remember correctly, you seem to
There is no property left? Otherwise, give up your brother’s title..."
"Shut up, you shameless bastard! Those were all taken away by you!" The man's unscrupulous gaze made Miss Lane's anger that had just been suppressed rise again! "If this is the case, you will lose to me.
Just...I will...I will be your mercenary for the rest of my life!"
The girl screamed, then lowered her head. She reached out and pulled out the long sword from her waist with a clang. At the same time, she used this action to hide a trace of amusement in her eyes.
She gently clenched her left hand. Under the glove, the touch of a ring filled her with confidence...
However, perhaps because of the elation brought about by the success of her plan, she forgot to observe and did not see the young man silently open his mouth and change into a set of mocking mouth shapes: "What a fool."
The battle has just begun, and the long sword in the woman's hand has already been stabbed, picked, and slashed! In the blink of an eye, she has attacked three times! But once it starts, she will attack without mercy, one sword after another, continuously.
Attack forward!
A swift attack is naturally advantageous - in order to ensure sufficient toughness, the wooden sword used for training is made of solid nanmu, which is not a handy weapon. Therefore, at least the opponent will be slowed down in the speed of swinging the sword...
...But after one attack, Miss Lane discovered that she had made the wrong calculation.
In front of a high-level knight, using fast to fight fast is simply a luxury!
Even though the weapon in the opponent's hand is just a wooden sword without an edge, no matter how hard Miss Lane tries, the long sword in her hand still cannot touch the opponent! Just by shaking her wrist slightly, the tip of Claudia's wooden sword
A shadow appeared, and before she could get close, he slashed her aside with all his strength!
The girl gritted her teeth fiercely and gave up on herself. She added the power she had originally used to save into the swing, so the speed of the long sword was almost half as fast! However, the wooden sword in the opponent's hand was still just swinging lightly.
, with the soft crackle of gold and wood, all her attacks fell into the air!
Choking!
There was a loud sound of golden chirping, and the long sword in the noble lady's hand was rolled up. A strong force caused her jaw to hurt, and the long sword flew away from her hand!
However, she took the opportunity to raise her hand, nizzre! she shouted.
This is an ancient Elvish word that means lightning! And with her voice, an incandescent electric tube was activated from under her gloves and flew towards the enemy!
Very good, this has taught you a lesson! Just regret it because you didn’t make it clear that you were going to duel with a sword, so I can also use magic items to defeat you!
The girl thought proudly.
But the next moment, the severe pressure and pain in her neck caused her smile to twist into pain!
At some point, Claudia was already standing beside her, and the wooden sword in her hand fell on her shoulder! And more importantly... Miss Lane's beautiful eyes widened instantly, but no matter how carefully she looked at it,
, but couldn’t find even a single trace of being scorched by lightning on the other party’s body!
Could it be that it missed the target? But how is that possible? This lightning magic is the fastest... Unless the opponent is faster than lightning, it is impossible to dodge it?
"Okay, let's stop here. You lose, Miss Lane. I hope you can keep the promise you just made."
Before she could react, the young city lord nodded, still with that indifferent and mocking smile: "Well, I'll allow you to stay here, but because your performance is not very good, Chief Roar,
If you resist the order, I will deduct half of this month’s salary.”
"you……"
"Stop making trouble, sister."
Claudia withdrew the wooden sword, and Miss Lane, whose throat was freed, immediately raised her voice, but this time, before the young lady could attack again, her brother had already rushed over, grabbed her, and whispered in her ear
Gentle words of comfort.
"Sister, I've said it many times, don't try to go against Mr. Edward... Our powers are too far apart. Don't you already know this? And why do you have to remain hostile to him?
What about attitude? He can help us, can't he?"
"What did that damn guy do to help us?"
Noticing the weird looks from the mercenaries around her, the girl almost tried her best to restrain herself from roaring loudly. She picked up her brother and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong. Then she corrected his strange behavior.
Thought: "He has been trying to find ways to rob us. Even if he keeps us here, it is for our treasures. Otherwise, do you think he is so kind? Don't be deceived by him, he is just
This abominable robber comes to bully the weak with so little power. This damn bastard! Enough is enough. Am I crazy? Why should I listen to your advice and go to this damn thing?
The city guards are here to make money? This is better! It means that he has completely captured us! Or we sent it here ourselves! No, I have to leave tomorrow. I would rather be frozen and burned than serve this bastard!"
"Sister, becoming his knight, I think this... is not bad,"
The young nobleman was silent. He finally found an opportunity to interject while his sister was taking a breath: "Sister, Sir Edward, there are many very powerful people around him. For example, the lady just now, she may be a great knight...
...If you have any chance, you can find some excuse to learn martial arts from her. Also, as a personal guard, if you can make some merits, you can also use it to ask Mr. Edward for help.
Ask for help." He carefully looked at the direction the man was leaving, and then lowered his voice and suggested: "If you get his help, it will be very easy to get Swan Castle back. He took me with him a few days ago.
When I went back, I encountered almost no obstacles. If we can get his help to restore our family's territory, we shouldn't take it to heart if it's a little bit, well, unpleasant..."
"You..." Miss Lane frowned.
But the rebuttal was blocked in my heart.
In fact, she knew that there was nothing wrong with her brother's idea. In fact, it was extremely sound. The power that the young lord possessed was not just a little bit simple.
News about this lord has slowly spread in the city, and each and every one of them - a master's apprentice, even when his father, Marquis Lane, was not occupied, faced such a situation
He doesn't dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.
Now that His Majesty the King is seriously ill, only this person can provide them with some limited but possible help...
Compared with the rise and fall of his entire family, what is a little loss to his reputation?
"Okay..." She gritted her teeth bitterly and squeezed out a curse from between her teeth: "But I will definitely make this guy die a bad death!"
…
nizzre...really?
Although he could feel it, Edward didn't pay attention to what the girl was thinking - he slowly turned around and left the training ground, and he suddenly frowned.
The mantra that the other party had just used to summon lightning seemed to still be echoing in his ears.
Using a power that forges feelings, the magic hidden in the ring will naturally miss... This is just a little trick. But strangely, the voice is very soft, but it starts to get louder and louder.
Long and long, it rang in his ears.
It should be said that it was another voice.
It is very pleasant to the ear, like singing, with a gentle rhythm, but it is not singing - only a truly knowledgeable person can understand that it is a language, an extremely gorgeous and elegant speech. In memory, it is related to
The closest thing is Elvish, but it is extremely different from the Elvish in Edward's memory.
Like a calling.
It is chanting a syllable, a syllable.
Edward didn't understand what that meant,
However, he seemed to be able to understand... The psychic warlock subconsciously raised his head and faced one direction. It seemed that there was no need to make any further judgments to understand the source of the sound.
In front of my eyes, it suddenly turned black.
He seemed to blink, but the movement of closing his eyelids was prolonged for some unknown reason... and the long elvish language in his ears became increasingly louder and louder because he heard the soft sound.
clear
When the sound became louder, he was finally able to open his eyes... but he noticed that the scenery around him, which should have been a sunny afternoon, had been shrouded in haze at some point!
Looking into the sky, he saw a bottomless darkness composed of thick clouds. The rolling and obscure darkness gathered everything in his arms... slowly swirling. In the center of the thick clouds, there was a vortex in the center.
An extremely huge beast was opening its mouth, ready to devour everything it could swallow. However, between the gaps in the clouds, countless lightnings continued to explode, bringing a fleeting and brilliant light to the entire world.
In the eyes of the only observer, those lightning flashes were not a natural phenomenon in the clouds.
It is a powerful force that is constantly impacting the barrier of dark clouds! This power is obviously quite huge. It has surpassed the power that covers the sky... The pouring rain is squeezed out from the dark clouds, and the cold rain falls from the sky like a waterfall, washing the sky.
The ground beneath!
But this cold water drop cannot dilute the fishy smell in the cold wind——
Beside Edward, a group of soldiers wearing fine armor were waving their sharp blades and fighting each other. Farther away, groups of people were emerging from the mist at the far end of the line of sight.
!
This is a dream.
Such a realization arose in Edward's heart.
Even though everything was so real, he could see, hear, and even feel the wet and cold rain on his skin, and his nose could smell the fishy smell of blood. Everything happening around him was as vivid as reality,
But this hellish war was still just a dream, a memory that was forced into his mind and belonged to someone else.
Because he has experienced it many times.
The biggest proof is the long silver staff now held in his hand.
It is unimaginable. The exquisite and wonderful creation, gorgeous or solemn, seems to be beyond description. Only the word miracle can be associated with that silver long staff!
It should be said that the existence of this item is a miracle.
That is royal power.
This realization made Edward want to smile bitterly and lower his head to see clearly the terrifying staff in his hand.
However he couldn't do it.
Or, the only difference between this dream and the previous one is that this time it was so clear, down to the smallest detail.
He could only follow his line of sight and see the teams fighting around him. No matter whether they were friends or foes, they were all wearing exquisite robes. The metal armor they wore was extremely delicate and beautiful, with slender lines that were completely different from protective gear, even on each deck.
, all possess
Curved patterns and hollow patterns. However, the sharp blade did nothing in front of those gaps - before the blade landed on the armor, it had been blocked by an invisible force, twisted, and moved toward the ground with tiny ignition.
Move aside.
But the attackers did not show any signs of discouragement and continued.
Surrounding the line of sight are defenders who are extremely outnumbered. Compared with their opponents, their bodies are taller and more powerful, but their movements are far slower than their opponents - they wave their weapons, stagger, and breathe heavily as they move.
Their movements were revealed from the helmets. From time to time, someone was knocked over by their opponents, pushed down, their hoods lifted, and stabbed to the ground with a sword.
But none of them retreated. In the gaps between their hoods, there were eyes full of fighting intent. They had given up on swordsmanship and ignored the opponent's attacks. They simply rushed forward and smashed the opponent's hands and feet. It was not like them.
The opponent's swordsmanship possesses incomparable ingenuity and magnificence, but is simply perfect and simple - the most efficient killing technique!
war.
The war is nearing its end.
Edward looked at the killing in front of him and commented like this.
Standing here, looking at all this quietly, it seems that the death of every life has nothing to do with him. It is like there are invisible walls surrounding him, preventing him from ever stepping out of this small space around him.
He couldn't even turn his head and could only choose to watch. The scene of this war reminded him of the war once described in the books.
The battle is over.
The defending side is being defeated. No matter how strong they are, in the face of the absolute advantage of numbers, all they can do is struggle. But their defeat is not about escaping, but about fighting, counterattacking and falling down with extremely tired movements.
, was killed, but before death, he still had to work hard to drag the last enemy and go to the underworld together!
Suddenly there was the sound of an object breaking in the air. When he heard the sound and raised his head, Edward noticed the black shadow that suddenly grew larger in the sky in his field of vision.
Then, more and more people noticed something - along with the sharp roar coming from the air, the soldiers on the attacking side raised their heads in horror. What reflected in their eyes was a dark color, misty rain.
, like the red clouds in the sky suddenly falling to the ground.
The rolling black fog continued to expand the area. Then, the darkness was gradually replaced by dark red, and the rolling fog was dispelled in an instant, as if it were the phantom of the sun, slowly emerging from the black...
On its completely golden body, large groups of faint clouds gush out from time to time. More than ten long golden horns stretch out from the back of its neck. There are golden spots on the edges and folds of its wings, and this
The spots are connected further inside and become the main color of the body, which makes the dragon's entire body seem to be made of gold. The shiny scales reflect the sunlight and shine with a warm and radiant color...
As if in just an instant, the huge figure had been completely pulled out of the darkness in the sky. It raised its huge golden head and slowly opened its lower jaw, revealing its sharp teeth that crossed and protruded. Then, it rolled
The hazy, sunlight-like light occupied Edward's entire sight!
Dragon. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)