Dragon and Dessert House

To win! ?

Just when Minie was ecstatic, Montpier quickly turned around, rubbed the blade of the sword, and leaned over to avoid the attack, "It's a pity."

As soon as the words fell, Montpier's fluent sword skills hit Minnie's retreating line of defense.

Minie was forced to retreat steadily, and was exhausted just by defending against the attack.

"It's almost time to admit defeat." Montpier said: "You have done enough."

In other words, it is to make Minie surrender obediently.

"Heh!" Migne responded to Montpier with a rampant grin in his embarrassment, and Montpier was stimulated to recklessly fight back against Migne, and did not give Migne the slightest breath.

"...Don't forget." Minnie's steps had already started to shake, and the sword was almost sticking to his hand with perseverance, "We are two people."

"Tch, so what?"

Montpier didn't count Hill in his combat effectiveness at all.That's right, Hill knows nothing about swordsmanship, as can be seen from the way he holds the sword.

It was a fake posture used by nobles to show off their sword skills.

They are all pampered young masters, nothing to be afraid of!

Montpier picked up Migne's sword, and at this moment, Migne threw off the sword in his hand, letting Montpier fly into the air, and at the same time hugged Montpier tightly.

"you--!"

Only then did Montpier realize Migne's real plan, and just as he was about to struggle, another wooden sword was already on Montpier's neck.

Hill said indifferently: "You lost."

— Woo! ! !

Horns sounded throughout the arena.Everyone recovered from the shock. Before the referee could speak, the unconvinced student stood up and retorted: "It's so despicable to hug your opponent!"

"rat!"

"—It's so noisy!" Migne pushed Montpier away, and shouted angrily at the auditorium: "Two to one was requested by Montpier himself, but no one has stipulated that the opponent's actions cannot be restricted! "

"This kind of competition is not established!"

"This is not a game at all!"

The mood of protest continued to rise, and Minnie was panting heavily, already too tired to refute.Hill looked around the crowd for a moment, and suddenly shouted: "If you are not convinced, come down and try!"

Hill: "Who dares to take on Migne's attack? You can think about it clearly. After all, Migne blocked Montpierre's swords, who of you can do it!"

"Don't just stand and shout, dare to speak and act, and you will be worthy of the name of a gentleman!"

Hill's complaints of dissatisfaction spread throughout the venue, and no one dared to take a step forward for a while.

Indeed, as an apprentice knight, Montpier had undergone rigorous training since he was a child. The power of that sword was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At this time, quite a few showed timidity, but there were still good people who started to stir up dissatisfaction. When they were about to refute Hill, Faffner stood up and applauded.

- Crack, crack, crack.

Fife walked down the steps in a slow manner, and said as he walked, "The loser reflects on himself, and the winner is not arrogant. This is the attitude of a knight worthy of respect."

Fafna's sudden appearance caused unanimous uproar among the students.

No one noticed when the mentor mixed into the auditorium.Only when Hill in the audience met Fafna's gaze, his bewildered eyes became clear.

Mr. Fafnir has indeed come!

Hill breathed a sigh of relief.Before the start of the match, he faintly sensed Mr. Fafnir's aura in the auditorium, but he couldn't find him no matter what. Now his doubts had been resolved.

Seeing Hill's eyes filled with excitement from a distance, Fafnir's feet became particularly brisk, and he arrived in front of Hill after a while, and after giving Hill a smile of approval, he said to Montpier indifferently: "Whether it is the battlefield or the arena, from the moment you underestimate the enemy, you have already lost."

Hill's posture was taught by Fafnir.

Compared with those real postures, Fafena tends to be more elegant and gorgeous, and he taught Hill the same skills.However, this skill just blinded Montpier's eyes.

Accustomed to seeing those young masters with flamboyant fists and embroidered legs, Montpier naturally looked down on the "ostentatious" Hill.

So from the beginning, Fife didn't teach Hill any real skills in defensive offense.

"Hehehe," Minnie got up from the ground, and said to Montpier triumphantly, "I knew from the beginning that you would only come after me."

"No...that," said Montpier, still in disbelief, shaking his head, "what if I change my mind?"

"Then I'll drop my sword and run away." Hill smiled unabated, "I'm still very confident in running."

For a moment Montpier did not know what to do.

If you think about it carefully, this plan is indeed comprehensive.

"I am convinced of the defeat." Montpier saluted, and replied: "According to the agreement, the swordsmanship club sincerely accepts the two as members."

"Really?!" Minie couldn't hide his excitement, and his whole body was shaking.

Hill is really happy for Minie, but the fencing department is not what Hill loves, and it is difficult to refuse at this moment, and Hill is in a dilemma for a while.

"I'm happy for you," Fafner said, "but unfortunately, Hill may not have extra time to spend on sword training."

Montpier: "What's the matter, Master Fafnir?"

"A few days ago, student Hill Ward has agreed to be my assistant." Fafna said seriously: "Although I have an appointment with the swordsmanship department, student Montpier, I hope you can give priority to me. Respect Hill's choice."

Montpier suddenly realized, and asked Hill.

Hill nodded sharply, and grabbed the corner of Fafnir's clothes.

"That's such a pity." Montpellier was slightly disappointed, but soon he looked up and looked around the auditorium again, and announced loudly: "In the name of the Swordsmanship Club, I formally accept His Excellency Minnie Ward as a member of us." .”

All of a sudden, bursts of applause came from the audience, as if the contempt and ridicule not long ago had vanished into thin air at this moment.

"That's great, Hill."

Faffna squatted down and smiled at Hill like a peach blossom.

Hill nodded, slightly agitated, "Mr. Fafnir...well, assistant..."

"Of course it's true." Fafena smiled, his voice was as gentle as water, "Would you like to be my assistant?"

"willing!"

The bird in Hill's heart had already flown two or three meters high, wishing he could fly into Fafna's arms.Due to the fact that there were people all around, Hill could not bear to remain still.

This kid looks so cute.

Like appraising a work of art, Fife admired Hill's shy appearance confidently.