The reborn Aruod walked on the fief of his father. He looked at everything around him in confusion, with a slender and straight body and even muscles. The villagers who walked by him stared at his handsome face shyly. Perhaps because he ate better than others, Aruod did not have the kind of dish on his face, and his face was not as fleshy as his brother Yifu. His walking posture seemed gentle and well-educated, without the arrogant and rough appearance of the medieval aristocrats.

The villagers around could clearly feel this sense of incongruity. They knew Arude. Although he was the son of the lord who grew up here since childhood, the low-ranking nobles were like squires in the countryside. Except for when a dispute occurred, Sir Wendell needed to make a ruling, the other things were resolved by the villagers themselves through the conventional way, so they were no different from them except their bloodline. Little Arude used to play naughty with the children of the villagers, rolling all over, spitting saliva, and cursing the swear words they learned.

But now, they stared at the newly healed Aruod, feeling that he seemed very different from before. It looked like a great nobleman from the provincial capital, and seemed out of place with them. This made many people feel a sense of distance from Aruod. They shook their heads and drew a cross on their chests with their rough right fingers, and then turned around to do their own things.

"This is the Middle Ages, it's really backward." Aruod murmured a few words. He saw that most of the buildings in the village were crooked thatched huts, and some simply dug a large pit on the ground and covered it with low thatched huts. Farmers in tattered clothes scratched their bodies from time to time, as if fleas were moving on their bodies, their hair was as messy as weeds, men wore felt hats, and women wore headscarves.

"Hold it and dodge it." At this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded on the muddy road. Aruod quickly turned around. He saw his brother Yifu rushing to him with a brown horse, riding an effortless manner. He was so reckless that he knocked down a few pieces of the fence outside the village building beside the road, and the farmers looked at him helplessly.

"Hey, my brother, are you going to be a road killer?" Aruod faced the horse driven by a madman and hurriedly hid aside, but ended up stepping into the sewage. His leather pointed shoes were not very waterproof. Aruod, who was angry, raised his head and said sarcastically.

"What?" Yifu's IQ could not understand the meaning of Arude's so-called road killer, but looking at his brother's embarrassment made him feel very good, so he was very generous and stopped pursuing Arude's rudeness.

"What are you going to do in such a hurry?" Aruod took off his heavy leather shoes, shook the water inside, and asked casually.

"Of course I'm looking for you, take this with me." Yifu took out a long strip from the left side of his mount and threw it towards Aruod.

"What does this mean?" Aruod looked at the long sword thrown by Yifu in confusion. The sword was nearly two meters long, the leather on the hilt was cracked, and the sword body was covered with rust. It could be seen that it was a inferior iron sword.

"Come with the sword and follow me. If my father insists on you being my servant, at least let me see your ability." Yifu pulled the reins of the horse, and the brown horse sniffed and walked towards the woods outside the village. Aruod scratched the back of his head and followed helplessly.

The fresh air in the morning made Aruod feel refreshed. He held the inferior iron sword in his hand. As a man’s childhood dream was to hold a sword in his hand and wear a cloak to show off. Therefore, this rusty iron sword actually made Aruod feel a little excited.

"Swish" Aruod picked up the sword and started playing around. As an otaku, he certainly had no idea about the balance of weapons, nor did he have any experience or moves to use weapons.

"What are you stupid guys doing?" Yifu tied his horse next to an old tree with a crooked neck, and walked up with his chest and a bulging belly.

"What's wrong?" Aruod stopped a little embarrassedly. He held the sword in his hand, as if he was holding a king's sword.

Yifu frowned and looked at his brother's ridiculous behavior. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel that his last joke seemed to have been a bit too much. His stupid brother wouldn't have turned into a drooling idiot.

"Come on, hold your sword and let me see what you have made recently?" Yifu untied his linen shawl and threw it on the green grass at his feet. He was wearing the usual German-style linen round and open-neck casual outfit, his lower body was wearing trousers that were close to his legs, and a cowhide of leather scabbard around his waist, and the hilt of the sword was shining with a metallic luster.

"This is unfair!" Aruod looked at the sword hanging around Yifu's waist and immediately compared which one was more expensive. When he heard Yifu pull out the sword, the crisp sound of the sword sheath and the sword body, the shiny sword peak, and the straight sword body.

On the other hand, the broken sword in my hand was not only rusty, but also when I looked closely, it seemed that there were cracks in the middle, as if they were broken and reconnected.

"Haha, the beggar has no room for picky food." Yifu said mockingly. He waved his sword and set out to signal to Aruod to attack first. In Yifu's opinion, victory against his younger brother was a habit.

"Then I'm not polite." Looking at Yifu's fat face and his expression of contempt, the reborn Aruod moved the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became gloomy, but the arrogant Yifu did not notice this.

Aruod seemed to be looking down at his sword casually the moment before, but the next moment he rushed towards Yifu like a leopard. This unexpected blow did not surprise Yifu. In his impression, Aruod was not only poor in force but also stupid. Whenever he angered him, he always overestimated himself to fight head-on.

The sound of swords hitting swords sounded in the woods. Yifu relied on his tall body and powerful force to suppress Aruod in all respects.

"This guy is really powerful, but my body is not bad, at least much stronger than my otaku." Aruod said in a low voice. Unlike humans relying on high technology in the 21st century, all things in medieval humans rely on physical strength. What's more, even the second son of the knight has received strict military training since he was a child. Therefore, Aruod's physical fitness is very good, quick, and his power is very effective. However, the inferiority and psychological fear arise from the lack of inheritance make him uncontrollable psychological disorders every time he faces his brother, but this time it's different.

"Master, what happened." Yifu avoided the sword that Aruod stabbed out from the right side. The sword peak was extremely sharp and did not hesitate at all, and it did not look like his slow brother at all.

"Are you scared?" Aruod waving his old sword while observing Ifu's surprised expression. In the first collision between the sword, he tested Ifu's amazing wrist strength. As the eldest son of the family, Yifu received more rigorous training. He was a power-type warrior, so Aruod quickly adjusted his offensive strategy to avoid frontal attacks, slashed from the side, and avoided Ifu's attack with his clever steps.

"Shut up, you coward." Yifu howled wildly. He held up his sharp sword. At this time, there was no gentle words like his younger brother's family in his eyes. The angry quasi-knight could not wait to use his sword to pierce the belly of the creature in front of him. "This bear is not crazy, right?" Although as a veteran otaku Aruod can watch various Hollywood action blockbusters, some European straight men in it will wield such swords and kill flesh and blood, as the audience Aruod will appreciate this kind of fighting, but if the target is himself, then Aruod will only do one thing and turn around and run away.

"Coward, coward." Yifu's eyes were almost glaring out. He saw the second son of the Wendel family, his younger brother and servant, who turned around and ran away, and without hesitation, the honor of the noble was like the snot coming out of his nose.

"The fool is standing there and let you cut down." Aruod didn't have any knight honors. What he knew was that even if he was cut down here, no one would call the police to save him. Fortunately, the forest was big enough. The fir trees here were thick and thick, and a person hugged him. Aruod hid behind the trees from time to time. The fresh smell of leaves penetrated into his nose. The fallen leaves on the ground were thick like a carpet. Aruod ran on this stranger's land, and behind him was his so-called brother chasing him with a sharp sword.

"Come out, I'm going to kill you, bastard, so that you won't bring shame to the Wendell family in the future." Ifu was completely angry. His eyes were like a wild wolf, and he was low and trying to avoid the branches above his head, but he was like a bear breaking into a porcelain shop, and his huge body could not cover up his whereabouts.

"Why is this bastard not over yet?" Aruod ran to a big fir tree. The tree was covered with green moss, and the thick vines were attached to the big tree. Several unknown birds flew over the head. The green leaves and branches in the sky covered the sky like canopys. Aruod took a breath and was chased by Yifu, which aroused his anger. Although Aruod was an otaku, he was a very strong technical otaku who lived alone and worked hard. When he was forced into a desperate situation, he would take action without hesitation.
Chapter completed!