Chapter 634 Sharpening(1/4)
Xinghu Fort, in the wide Xinghui Courtyard commonly known as the lumberyard, soldiers, guards, workers, farmers, many people gathered together to form an open space, and the atmosphere was warm.
"Up, up, up! Give her a hard blow from Dou Tou, yes, that's it, wow, that's a strong fall! It's okay, believe me, young man, get up and continue to beat her! Oh, your sword is so soft
, is it always like this? Is it because your life is too beautiful or do you hope that your wife will cheat on you?"
In the center of the clearing, Miranda Arend's figure moved flexibly between the two warriors. She was engaged in an unfair duel with one against two with the guards of the Star Lake Guards, Nexi and Bastia. The young trainee pioneer
The officers continued to attack aggressively and became more and more courageous as they fought, while the iron-tower-like guard officers stood firm and watertight.
"Who else is there, an iron bucket or an iron tower?" On the wooden watchtower, Sonia, the flower of the fortress, leaned half of her body against the railing, shaking her arms feverishly, cheering for the battle below, "Don't be stunned.
Come on, pick up the hammer and hit her on the head with all your strength! Oh, what’s wrong, it’s so accurate? Does it hurt when you pee?”
In the warehouse on the second floor, Thales was sitting by the window, oiling and maintaining the ancient sword "Warning" while watching the battle with great interest.
He soon realized that although they were one against two, the person leading the battle was Miranda.
The female swordsman of the Arlende family deliberately encouraged Nexi to continue attacking and consume his physical strength. At the same time, she used her position to force Bastia to act as a shield for her, blocking Nexi's fierce offensive. However, Nesi and Bastia were defeated.
The two of them cooperated awkwardly, with their hands tied and unable to see the advantage of a double attack.
In this way, Miranda controlled the rhythm of the entire duel with ease, becoming more and more comfortable as the battle progressed.
She was different. The information fed back from hell's senses allowed Thales to make a judgment: Compared with seven years ago, her movements seemed messy and random, and no longer reflected obvious rhythm and style, but whether Nixi or Basti
Ya, when they take the initiative to attack, they will find themselves in the worst time and position, giving Miranda the greatest opportunity.
It feels as if Miranda is not taking the initiative, but opponents are rushing to attack, shaping the environment and situation of the battle, stimulating a bunch of originally messy and meaningless notes into a vivid and orderly movement, waiting for Miranda's end
Play.
"She has improved." Thales stopped what he was doing and was slightly lost in thought. "Seven years ago, the style of the northern offensive and defensive school could still be clearly seen in her movements. The transition between offense and defense was like an unignorable accent. In an instant,
Turn the tide of the war, but now..."
"No, although the style of the Pegasus series in the Terminator Tower has a great influence, her northern roots are still there," Mallos sat next to Thales, grinding a short knife without raising his head. "
It's just that the superficial tactical style is hidden into the deeper strategic style. You will know it if you see it more."
Here we go again, Star Wang Yuyan.
Thales twitched his lips sarcastically: "So, you've seen a lot?"
"Fortunately," Mallos replied calmly, "When I was a young trainee, I was doing record-keeping work."
"So, which battle impressed you the most?"
"here."
Thales raised his head.
Mallos kept moving, but changed the side and continued to polish the blade:
"A long time ago, a master in Star Lake Castle competed with a senior from the royal guard. I was ordered to be the assistant to the flag officer. I listened to his explanation while observing and recording."
The master of Xinghu Castle and the senior of the royal guard.
Thales narrowed his eyes.
"Due to the limited conditions, they did not take action. They only moved around on the flat ground to attack and defend. The finishing force was like a flash in the pan, a dragonfly flicking on water. It stopped abruptly before the intention was completed, so they could not fully enjoy it."
Mallos' eyes glazed over:
"But in those short twelve seconds, the two people moved forward and backward, back and forth. Every detail reached the pinnacle or even higher level of the extreme realm, which is enough for me to remember for a lifetime."
Just as Thales was about to ask further questions, he heard a burst of boos from the crowd:
Miranda sheathed her sword neatly, turned around gracefully, and the crowd consciously separated a passage for her to leave.
Behind her, Nexi and Bastia fell to the ground, one was exhausted, the other was bruised and swollen.
"The victory has been decided, Your Highness," Mallos said without looking back, "Now, follow the methods I teach you and concentrate on maintaining your weapons."
Order was restored on the training ground, and everyone returned to their seats, practicing and performing duties. Only in a small corner, a few Star Lake guards gathered together for a heated discussion, still unfinished about this exciting asymmetrical battle.
"Quick, quick, quick, the outcome has been decided, and I am willing to accept defeat." Doyle squeezed through the crowd with an upright look, but showed a money bag under his elbow, "Don't cheat before Mallos comes down, who?"
I remember how much it rained."
"Damn it, you can still lose two against one, you're so bad." Fu La Teng counted out a few coins heartbrokenly and threw them into D.D's money bag.
Other people who lost their bets, including Rolf who was dissatisfied, reluctantly took out their money and stuffed the coins into their money bags.
"I knew she was in Broken Dragon Fortress and was affiliated with the Flower of the Fortress," Paul Bozdov, son of Earl Black Lion, calmly handed over a gold coin, "but I didn't expect that I didn't have to find her to fight one against two.
Don’t fall behind.”
"How did you bastards know to take her into custody?" Custa asked unhappily.
"Obviously, she has killed people, and there is a lot of blood on the sword." In front of the team, Glover refused the coins handed by D.D. He looked at Miranda's retreating back, his eyes sharp, eager to try, "A lot of
."
"Chief Miranda's swordsmanship is quite profound. I have learned this before, but gambling is still wrong." Huaiya looked around nervously.
"I don't know the girl from the Allender family, but I saw Lao Kong taking her into custody, so..." Logistics Officer Piloga shrugged.
"Well, actually I don't know Miss Arend either, but when the Flower of the Fortress pitted them against two against one, I knew that Nexi would lose. Don't ask why." Conmuto on the winner's side coughed.
He saw the disgraced Niexi coming glumly, and immediately stepped forward to comfort him: "Hey, Niexi! You played well, but you were just a bit unlucky. Keep up the good work! By the way, I'll treat you tonight!"
The one above the waist pretending to be indifferent and below the waist happily counting money is the shortest:
"His Royal Highness Thales is up there, keeping an eye on the girl."
Everyone looked at him.
"What's wrong?"
Doyle raised his eyebrows and hurriedly put away his wallet, looking as if it was natural: "This speaks volumes. Well, His Highness finally started to pay attention to women!"
The crowd let out a burst of disdainful boos.
"It's best not to let His Highness, let alone Miss Miranda, hear what you said," Huaiya sighed and shook his head, "This is a rule of thumb."
"Of course." D.D weighed his money bag coolly, feeling high-spirited.
In the warehouse on the second floor, Thales, who had heard this through his hell sense, turned back calmly:
"Thor, how many of the current Star Lake Guards do you think can defeat Miranda?"
"I wonder why Thor?"
"Guess Tormund's nickname."
"The nickname has to be approved by me, right? After all, the people of the Star Lake Guards have never fought directly with Miss Arend, and the battle is also very affected by the environment." Mallos sharpened his knife meticulously, "In terms of the relationship between a pair in the arena,
First, in a fair sword fight, I dare say that both Glover and Doyle, who have received strict knight training, are worthy of fighting Miss Allende."
Thales raised his eyebrows:
"D.D? Is he so fierce?"
Mallos did not answer, just glanced at the corner of his mouth. "But if D.D were to encounter Miss Arend in a life-and-death battle in the wilderness," the watchman put down the sharpened blade and cleaned up the debris on the table, "but
I hope she can be kind and give him a happy life."
"So exaggerated?"
Thales frowned, but he rolled his eyes:
"What about you? You, against Miranda?"
Mallos took out the sword-protecting oil and smiled when he heard this:
"Miss Arend and I...well, let's go 50-50."
"Wow, Thor, you have such a long face."
"please forgive?"
"Oh, long face, I mean, literally."
"Your Highness, when you say that, I'm even more curious about what it means literally."
"Don't, be aware that 'curiosity killed Thor'."
"Thank you for your teaching, Your Highness. I dare not forget it."
Thales made a mocking snort, but the next second, he suddenly spoke:
"Did you know beforehand that he was coming?"
The question was caught off guard, and Mallos paused while oiling the knife.
"What do you know? Who is coming? What are you doing here?" Mallos continued his work, his tone calm and without any disturbance.
Tormund Mallos.
Thales looked at the most elusive watchman in front of him, recalling the moment when they first met, and thinking about the identity and position of the guard captain.
He is the personal guard assigned to him by King Kessel, the guard watchman appointed by the royal guard, and the person with the highest status around him.
But, what role will Marius ultimately play between himself and the king? Server? Protector? Teacher? Monitor? Or maybe
To be continued...