Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

What Widley said made Fred look a little confused.

He asked if he was the crown prince, what did he have to do with Widley?

Seeing Widley's eyes proclaiming his sovereignty, Fred took a deep breath and said, "I'm not careful enough."

Two people, one is the leader of the Holy Knights, and the other is a senior magician of the Magic Association. Fred is higher in terms of status, but when faced with Widley, he chose to give in?

This made Rong Mo a little confused.

There was an imperceptible sneer in his ears. It was Widley's self-satisfied sneer of victory.

Have they known each other for a long time? Still familiar?

Doesn’t it look right?

Rong Mo's thoughts were in a mess. What the hell? Why isn't this ring in the world line?

"Your Highness, didn't you agree to teach you magic when I come back?" Widley followed Rong Mo, but couldn't control his hand and pulled Rong Mo's arm.

Rong Mo dodged it easily.

If he didn't mention it, he would have almost forgotten that it was because of Widley's mention that the original owner gave up swordsmanship to learn magic, and was invited by the temple.

The Son of Light and his magical talent forced him to accept the temple's olive branch.

But the original owner's talent in magic was a talent in black magic.

What he thought was an insignificant decision cost him his life.

Rong Mo smiled and shook his head, his voice clear and distant, "I read the magic book, and I still think swordsmanship is easier."

"It doesn't matter, I can teach you"

Wedley pressed forward step by step, and Fred couldn't stand it anymore. He had fought against the Crown Prince that day, and it had nothing to do with his impression of the Crown Prince. He only sent out the invitation after he recognized the Crown Prince's talent.

People have already said that the magic talent is not high, and they have to be asked to give up their strengths and learn from their weaknesses.

"Wideli, you have no right to interfere with the Crown Prince's decision, right?" He couldn't help but speak for Rong Mo.

Widley was startled and looked at Fred angrily, "Whether His Highness is talented or not, will it be unclear if I have been with him for so long?"

The two were at war with each other, their eyes colliding and fighting in the air.

Rong Mo's mouth twitched slightly, becoming more and more confused.

"Shouldn't they be jealous of Yimi Lei? Come to my place to fight tit for tat?"

Bai Tuanzi scratched his head and shook his head, "Maybe they just don't like each other."

They all have a bit of an affair with Yimi Lei, so it's understandable that they would tease each other.

Ha ha.

Rong Mopi smiled but didn't have time to watch the two people fighting openly and secretly, so he directly passed them and went to get the heavy sword on the sword stand.

As soon as their hands touched, their wrists were held.

He almost lost control and asked Xiaohong to cut off his hands.

What's wrong? Just rub sandpaper on your itchy skin! What are you touching him for?

He raised his eyes and met Widley's nervous eyes, and a vein jumped on Rong Mo's forehead.

"Your Highness, you will get hurt if you hold it like this."

Rong Mo took a breath and was about to explode with anger. He waved him away with all his strength and scolded him coldly: "Wideli, you have overstepped your bounds!"

"..."

Widley opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at his empty palms.

Then he tightened his fingertips and stood not far away, looking at Rong Mo with a complicated expression.

"Dad, you're going to ruin your character like this." The white dumpling was floating in the air, and he turned around and said to Rong Mo.

whatever.

Can I still tolerate this problem of his?

When Xiu Jin comes back, will Weideli touch him here and there?

If you don't want to live, don't take him with you.

"..."

God is touching and touching...

Several rows of black lines fell from the top of Bai Tuanzi's head, and even the serious words that came into the host's mouth were not serious.

Seeing Widley's injured look, Fred felt secretly happy. He caught up with Rong Mo from behind and took down the sword for Rong Mo.

Fred could easily take down the sword with one hand, but Rong Mo took it and dodged his arm.

He took a breath and managed to steady himself with both hands.

What the hell!

No kidding, this sword weighs at least thirty pounds!

It was thicker than his palm and almost as wide as his waist.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Fred thought Rong Mo was aware of himself, so he chose this sword.

As a result, when he held it in his hand, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly took it with his hand.

Just as he was about to hold Rong Mo up, a water shield appeared in front of him and showered him all over.

It was only because he was wearing armor that he didn't get soaked in the water.

"Wideley!", he gritted his teeth and shouted.

Widley didn't even look at him and went straight to Rong Mo, "Your Highness, if you hurt me, I will use healing magic to heal you."

This time he didn't come close, he just stood beside Rong Mo and used his eyes to check where Rong Mo was injured.

"It's okay, the sword is too heavy and I can't hold it firmly."

Rong Mo rubbed his shoulders and smiled helplessly, "It seems that the epee is not suitable for me."

Fred held his breath and told himself not to be angry. He went to sleep and looked at Rong Mo again. "There is a light sword over there. Your Highness can try it."

"Fred, please stop tempting His Highness!" Widley held a magic wand between the two of them.

The rhombus-shaped blue gem on the magic wand shimmered, just like the anger in his heart at this moment.

"Your Highness has his own ideas. Is it your turn to make the decision?"

The two quarreled again.

Bai Tuanzi watched it with gusto, and the horns on his head shot out a beam of light, recording the scene of the two people's quarrel, and then secretly sent it to Black Bird behind Rong Mo's back.

Bai Tuanzi: Hum, if Xiu Jin doesn’t come, my host will probably be snatched away by others.

Blackbird, who was gritting his teeth and holding on to the barrier outside the waterfall in the Elf Forest, heard the system messages that kept coming, and the tendon in his head was broken.

Damn you bad guy, where did you come from with so many words!

It couldn't bear it and opened the message with its mouth. The two men with outstanding looks refused to give in to each other, while Rong Mo stood aside with a speechless expression.

Blackbird's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was so frightened that he quickly turned off the video and looked at the black mist lingering under the waterfall.

After Xiu Jin got the Dragon Heart Stone, he stepped up his time to absorb the energy inside. The dark power in his body continued to increase, creating quite a sensation.

It immediately set up a barrier to prevent the owner's location from being exposed.

So there was no time to pay attention to Bai Tuanzi.

But it saw the message Baituanzi sent it, and it was always monitoring the movements in the Elf Forest to ensure that it detected suspicious persons approaching in time.

This caused it to waste a lot of its own energy. Looking at the surging water of the waterfall, the black bird desperately maintained the barrier.

Fred and Widley were arguing like children, and the Paladins who were training on the side looked like they were seeing ghosts.

Until the dazzling white light enveloped the training ground, the light spread out and almost blinded their eyes.

They all raised their hands and arms to cover themselves.

The light quickly dissipated, and a pure white sword appeared in the crown prince's hand.

The patterns on the sword are lifelike. The sword is narrow and long, very beautiful, but it always feels like something is missing.

The color is weird…

A shadow appeared in front of their eyes. Widley was the first to adapt and stared at the sword in Rong Mo's hand in surprise.

"Your Highness, you summoned a sword?"

The light was too bright, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He had no concept of retrieving objects from the air, so he thought it was a magic weapon summoned by summoning magic.

But this belongs to the category of magic. The sword in the crown prince's hand looks flashy at first glance, more similar to a magic wand.

Widley was so happy, "Your Highness is indeed very talented in magic!"

Rong Mo wanted to shut his mouth.

Holding the sword, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Fred, "Captain Fred, how did you fare in the competition?"

Books on swordsmanship are very common in the royal library. He had already filled his mind with them all, and this time he came prepared.

He will definitely not be beaten to a pulp like last time.

Fred felt Rong Mo's strong fighting spirit. He was not able to enjoy himself in the palace last time. This time he also wanted to test the crown prince's limits.

He picked up the heavy sword he had just given to Rong Mo.

"Okay, I'm just practicing with His Highness."

Looking at the heavy sword, the corners of Rong Mo's lips raised slightly. The sword in his hand was not an iron one.

It's not feasible based on the weight advantage.

The blade of the sword reflected a cold light in the sunlight. Widley looked at the lightning-like figure in shock. The moment he grasped the sword, the crown prince's demeanor completely changed.

That kind of chilling and chilling aura, you will be shocked even if you don't get close.

He didn't even wear armor and dared to fight the strongest knight in the empire.

It doesn't make people feel arrogant, and the proud temperament exuding is convincing.

"Zheng——"

The sword's edge struck the heavy sword with an ear-splitting sound. Fred's sword was condensed with a layer of light power, and Rong Mo's wanton smile in the white light made him lose consciousness for a moment.

Rong Mo can hold back his power, Xiao Hong is a divine sword, not to mention the power of light, and the power of darkness, no matter what the force is, will end with a single slash.

Not a level at all.

If he didn't hold back, he was afraid of crushing Fred's sword, which would be a bit pretentious.

At this moment, Rong Mo urgently needs a BGM about how lonely it is to be invincible.

Bai Tuanzi fulfilled his wish.

Listening to the powerful lyrics, Rong Mo's blood boiled all over, his eyes flashed with fierce light, he kicked Fred's sword, and landed lightly from the air with the help of the force.

The movements are gorgeous yet elegant.

"bass--"

Putting away his sword, Rong Mo met Fred's shocked gaze with a smile.

After a while, Fred finally found his voice, "Your Highness was born for the sword."

He still failed to test the crown prince's level.

No, he could find out.

The Crown Prince's sword moves focus more on speed, with sharp and swift moves that are clean and decisive, but lack magic power.

At present, the crown prince cannot defeat him.

But he couldn't guarantee it in the future.

"Do you want to come to the Holy Knights to study?" Fred extended an invitation to Rong Mo without hesitation.

This was expected by Rong Mo.

Those who showed talent in magic were invited to the temple, and those who showed talent in swordsmanship were invited to the Holy Knights.

The setting of the original owner is really a pity for cannon fodder.

Rong Mo took the towel Kailin handed over and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The sun was scorching, the temperature was not that high, and I sweated a lot during the last fight.

The cumbersome clothes on her body were also a burden, and Rong Mo just wanted to change into clothes and lie down comfortably.

"Thank you Captain Fred for your kind invitation, but I have to shoulder state affairs and cannot stay in the temple."

It is actually very simple to refuse the temple. Everyone knows how heavy the burden is on him.

When the emperor of the empire is ill, the crown prince is the backbone of the inner court ministers.

Such a busy person would have to hesitate for a long time even if he came to the temple. He would not have time to spend time in the temple every day.