I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

As a girl, tears are undoubtedly Susanna's most lethal "weapon". With her beautiful posture, anyone who sees her crying will probably be fascinated.

Although I don't want to admit it, no matter what world it is, good-looking people will have advantages in all aspects. Susanna is so lovable, as if she can be forgiven for anything she does wrong.

Because she is not right and can't come up with enough conditions to get Elaina's forgiveness, she can only win the other party's sympathy by crying. I have to say that this is really cunning.

But this is really effective for Elaina. There is no way. Who made him too gentlemanly? As a man, it is difficult for him to watch a girl cry in front of him as if nothing happened.

"Wipe it."

Have no choice but to take out a handkerchief from his body and hand it over, at least let the other party calm down a little before talking.

"No... no need. I feel uncomfortable because of dust in my eyes. I'll leave first. Take care of yourself, Elena."

Susanna was surprisingly stubborn. She was clearly seen crying, but she still pretended that she didn't cry.

She waved her hand to refuse the handkerchief Elena handed over, turned around to hide her red eyes, and took a deep breath as if to suppress her emotions.

Fearing that she would show more shame in front of Elena, Susanna left quickly. It seemed that she had never thought of using tears to seek sympathy from others. Now she was just emotionally broken.

Just watching the other person's back disappear from her eyes, Elena couldn't help sighing. She could only say that everyone had their own difficulties. No one could really live easily in this era.

Without the intention of chasing after him, Elena walked out of the blacksmith shop with the big sword she had just forged, welcoming the sun and breathing the fresh air outside.

The air in the blacksmith shop, especially near the stove, was too hot and stuffy. The air outside was still fresh enough. This reminded Elena of Sister Melissa again. She and her father liked to stay in the blacksmith shop every day. If no one called them, they could even stay there all day.

Although Elena was also a qualified blacksmith, he obviously did not have the steel soul that the two had in his heart. He could not stand staying in a stuffy environment all day. The air outside made him feel most relaxed.

Just as Elena was enjoying everything in front of him, the sound of someone swinging a sword came from not far away.

"Hah! Hah!"

Every time the sword was swung, there would be a strong shout, which made people feel the powerful momentum of the exerciser.

Following the sound, he looked over and found that it was Liu Qi who was practicing sword. No one urged him, but he was waving the sword in his hand very seriously.

This look surprised Elena. Recalling that when he first taught him to practice swordsmanship, this modern man from another world kept complaining that people like him could not accept high-intensity physical training.

But now it seems that apart from experiencing a few battles, Liu Qi's mentality has changed a lot. He has also initially understood the degree of danger in this world, which has given him the necessary sense of urgency.

Liu Qi was very focused in training and did not notice that there was a line of sight secretly watching him. Elena did not mean to disturb him and quietly walked to the stone chair beside him and sat down.

It happened that he was free now, just watching Liu Qi practice swordsmanship to kill time. There was still some time before dinner, enough for him to relax.

Liu Qi's swordsmanship was very rough. No matter how hard he tried, the lack of basic skills could not be improved in a day or two.

Swords are very difficult to use and master. Most of the swordsmen in this world have been holding swords since childhood, and they have not achieved anything until they grow up. Those who have become sword masters are basically old men over 60.

It can only be said that the identity of the Sword Saint always gives people the inherent impression of a capable old man, and there is a reason for this. After all, most of the time, age does represent experience and strength.

Only a few geniuses can enter the realm of Sword Saint at a young age, and there are indeed many such people around Elena.

It is a pity that Liu Qi cannot be such a person. Not only did he start late, but he was not very talented. It is difficult to crush his opponent with swordsmanship alone.

Fortunately, Liu Qi does not need to rely solely on the so-called swordsmanship. As a powerful alien, he has the protection of the Moon Goddess. Even if he stands still and acts as a "turret" with sufficient firepower, he is powerful enough.

I don't knowAfter a while, the sky was getting dark. Fili, who was looking for Elena, slowly came over. When she saw Elena sitting on the stone bench, she immediately came over.

"Elena..."

"Shh~"

Fili was about to greet her enthusiastically, but Elena beside her made a gesture of silence, pointing to Liu Qi who was still practicing sword in front of her and asked her to be quiet.

Fili was stunned for a moment, but still nodded obediently and sat next to Elena. She was quite curious about what was so good about Liu Qi's sword practice that could attract Elena to sit here and watch.

But after a careful observation, Fili couldn't hold it anymore. Liu Qi's level was too bad. After just a short while, he could point out five or six mistakes on the other side, and they were all mistakes that novices would make.

To be honest, this made Fili a little irritated, just like watching a rookie playing a game, and she couldn't say anything, which could be said to be very frustrating.

"What's so good about this..."

Fili couldn't help but muttered softly. Since Elena wanted to watch sword practice, she could dance in front of Elena.

As a girl, she was much more beautiful than Liu Qi, a novice, when she swung the sword? You know, Feili had been looking for Elena all day, but couldn't find him anywhere. In the end, she was watching Liu Qi in a daze.

"You girl."

Looking at Feili with a sour face, Elena said a little unhappily. He really didn't expect Feili to be jealous of Liu Qi, a man. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

After a while, Liu Qi finally exhausted his strength. He stuck the sword into the ground and leaned on it, breathing heavily. Sweat as big as beans fell like rain.

In the end, it seemed that he couldn't hold on anymore. He fell to the ground. His hands felt sore and trembling. He was a little too hard on himself.

But soon a ray of holy light fell quietly, covering his body and slightly replenishing his somewhat overdrawn physical strength.