Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

From that day on, Samir and the others practiced in Xiaobailou every day.

Every morning, Caesar got up the earliest. He went out to buy breakfast for the three of Samir and brought it back before going to class.Samir's schedule is also in accordance with the schedule, teaching Joe swordsmanship every morning, fighting with Joe in the afternoon, and summarizing today's content in the evening.Joe found that he was very serious. Every day before going to sleep, he would record the problems with paper and pen, and solve them one by one in the subsequent training.

And during the afternoon battle, he finally realized how the knight felt before.

Samir is very serious in the fighting state, and he will not show mercy at all. At the beginning, Joe even persisted under his men for less than half a second. After losing, Samir would not comfort him, but clearly pointed out his loopholes just now.For Samir, Joe's swordsmanship was of course full of loopholes.A battle takes only half a second, but he has to explain for half an hour.Later Samir changed tack and only focused on solving the most obvious problems at the moment.Later, Samir began to deliberately control his strength, change his fighting style, and move closer to Blue.

When watching that day, Samir had already seen Bru's battle, and after watching that one time, he had almost figured out Bru's strength, and he could reproduce it.

In this way, Joe can adapt to the battle with Blue in advance.

Yes, during the training process, Samir is constantly improving his plan.In the evening, when Caesar came back to prepare the potion, Samir said amidst the dim light of the fire and the sound of boiling water, "Joe, you still lack some sense of combat."

Jo opened his eyes from prayer, puzzled by the words.

Facing Samir's attack, he already knew how to defend, how to counterattack, how to hide his flaws, and how to seize the opportunity to win with one blow.

"Battle awareness does not refer to skills and reactions." Samir said: "The combat awareness of each profession is different. A magician should always pay attention to the surrounding situation, choose the safest position, and think about what magic to use to benefit the most. And the fighting consciousness of a soldier lies in fearless courage.”

courage?Joe didn't think he was afraid of Blue.

"Sword skills, strength, reaction speed, and physical fitness can all be cultivated through training." Samir said: "But courage can only grow from within yourself."

Joe unconsciously touched his chest.

"A warrior is born with courage."

"If there is an abyss in front of you, you must have the courage to overcome the abyss."

"If there are demons in front of you, you must have the courage of the god of war and demons."

"If death is ahead, you must have the courage to fight death."

"Go forward bravely, this is a fighter." Samir sighed for a moment, and then slowed down his tone: "Actually, I don't understand, after all, I am not a fighter. But Bruce is indeed a fighter. Although he is still very rough, he has With a fearless soul."

"This point, on the contrary, may surpass sword skills and experience, and become the factor that ultimately determines the outcome."

Joe: "Then what should we do?"

He believed that Samir raised this point, certainly not just to hurt himself.

Samir sat next to him, propped his cheeks, his silver hair fell loose, and his translucent azure iris was dyed orange-red under the candlelight.The faint light shone on his arms, and the tight and delicate muscles wrapped the skeleton, and because of the delicate skin texture, it showed a jade-like luster.One half of his cheek was hidden in the darkness, so the half illuminated by the light appeared more distinct.

He was quiet for a while without speaking. Joe stared at him blankly, thinking of the magnificent murals in the temple. What he saw at this time seemed to be a beautiful mural too. The thick ink and colors were just right, and the outline was blurred by the candlelight. And the center of the picture is Samir's eyes.

Those eyes were looking at him, and Samir said softly: "I can only tell you, don't be afraid."

Joe's heart shook violently, and his body trembled slightly where no one knew.This sentence was like a sharp sword, splitting him in half from head to toe.

He didn't respond right away, fearing that his mouth would reveal something strange. After a while, he nodded slightly and said, "I see."

Samir showed a relaxed smile and said, "Come here today, rest early, and see you tomorrow morning."

He stood up shaking his calf, and walked directly to his little bed.The candlelight could only illuminate his back this time, dyeing the tail of that silver hair orange red, his shadow was elongated, and his thin waist and slender legs could be clearly seen.

Caesar pushed the potion in front of Joe, turned to Samir and said, "You think this is your dormitory."

"I'm too lazy to rush over from the dormitory..."

"What would you like to eat tomorrow morning?"

"Meat……"

Joe didn't notice their conversation, and the picture just now remained in his mind, the pair of blue eyes, the beautiful silhouette under the candlelight, and that sentence.

Qiao knew that he might not forget this scene for a long time.

After that, they trained as usual. The closer the duel was, the busier Samir and Caesar were, and Joe also made rapid progress during this time.When the knight looked at the Holy Son who was fighting against Samir, he often felt that the Holy Son was very strange.Although the two months of training have been very hard, Master Shengzi seems to be a little more relaxed than before.

The knight's mood was very complicated. He had been with the Son for more than three years and was almost inseparable. At this moment, he found that the Son might be different from what he had seen before.As for Samir, who caused all these changes, it is even more difficult to express his feelings clearly. After all, it is a good thing for the Holy Son to be happy.Most importantly, the psychological shadow left on him by the brief battle with Samir has not disappeared.He really can't look at Samir the way he used to.

...Moreover, in order to help the Holy Son win the duel, he saw the hard work of Samir and Caesar, especially Samir, who took this matter extremely seriously, and the ultimate goal was to allow the Holy Son to get a classmate Acknowledgment from the heart.

In contrast, he did nothing.

Thinking of this, the knight almost felt guilty and uneasy.

When there were two days left before the duel, Samir played against Joe with Blue's strength, and Joe had been able to maintain a winning rate of 80.00%.He was dissatisfied with this result, but Samir comforted him and said: "This kind of winning rate is already very high. If you must have a 100% winning rate before you dare to fight, such a person will never win."

"The day after tomorrow is duel time, you just need to maintain normal training intensity for these two days."

After it got dark, Samir went to bed, and Joe drank the potion and went back to rest.Caesar was sitting in front of the laboratory table reading a book, and saw Samir who had fallen asleep suddenly turned over and sat up.

Caesar was taken aback, almost lost the book in his hand, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Samir opened his eyes suddenly. Under the dim light, his eyes glowed in the dark, his pupils shrank, and the blue color on his iris became different shades, like a glacier flowing.

"President, I'm going out for a while." Samir said in a deep voice.

He stood up, took out the previous black outfit from the space ring and put it on, and tied the single belt to his left arm.

Samir walked quickly to the window, about to jump off, Caesar asked, "Then when will you come back?"

"I don't know." Samir said without turning his head, "Please tell Joe, if he asks."

Samir would often go missing for a few days, and Caesar was used to it, after all, sometimes it would even take months for him to go out to investigate.But the day after tomorrow is a duel, he is going out now...

"It's really difficult..."

He walked to the window and watched Samir's figure disappear into the night.

At this time, it was late at night, everything was silent, and the bright full moon in the sky was watching the earth.After Samir quietly left the academy, he took out an arrow, injected it with magic power, and the arrow emitted a faint blue light.

Samir let go of the arrow. The arrow did not fall on the ground, but was suspended in the air and began to spin. After a while, the arrow stopped spinning and pointed southeast.

That is the direction where Crimson Town is located.

Invisible magic power flowed in Samir's body, he jumped up, his silver hair almost merged with the moonlight, and Samir disappeared into the air after a short while.

In the dormitory of the comprehensive college, Ai Lu was meditating and preparing for the mid-term assessment.Soon, he opened his eyes distractedly.

It's time to fight Samir again, this time, at least defeat him in prophecy magic... Although Samir hasn't come to class for two months, what's wrong with him, doesn't it mean he doesn't take himself seriously? !

In this mid-term assessment, he must be defeated and let him know the price of underestimating himself... So what the hell did he do!

Ai Lu walked to the window, ready to blow some air to calm down.He raised his head and found that today's moon is very round, with a faint red halo on the edge. This is a good time to sense the magic power. He turned his head and was about to go back to meditate, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a pair of huge wings under the moon.

what? !

Ai Lu opened his eyes wide, and he was sure that he saw a dragon flying under the moonlight. The sharp horns on the forehead, the slender neck, and the silver scales were like sparkling water under the moonlight.In front of that silver dragon, there is another inconspicuous blue spot of light, which is guiding the direction.

"...Dragon, Dragon...Silver Dragon!" Ai Lu screamed, his roommate heard the movement, rushed over and asked, "What's wrong, what dragon?"

"A dragon family has appeared!" Ai Lu pointed at the night sky, his eyes widened: "It's still a silver dragon!!"

The roommate looked in the direction he pointed, and saw only a bright full moon, but nothing else.

The roommate immediately showed a sympathetic look: "How could there be a dragon appearing here, you must not be hallucinating due to too much pressure."

The only person who can put pressure on Ai Lu is Samir, the roommate thought to himself, you have lost for five years, why haven't you adjusted your mentality yet.

"It really appeared just now, a silver dragon, so big, it should be a minor dragon—" Ai Lu made a gesture, wanting to use details to enhance the credibility, the roommate casually said a few words, and then left.

Ai Lu stood at the window unwillingly and waited for a long time, but the silver dragon never appeared again.