Dominate the world in three weeks?

While Terrence was talking to Lanser, Evan stepped on the stone pillar next to him with a smile. Like a leopard, he walked lightly along the pillar to the corridor, not forgetting to stand on it and walk towards Terrence After a salute, he turned over and jumped off the other side, his figure disappearing into the buildings.

"The opponent you requested has already left the field. It seems that you have to find another opponent, Lancer."

Terrence couldn't see any displeasure with Evan's actions. He even nodded reservedly in the direction where the silver-haired man disappeared, and turned his head to make the above suggestion to Lancer.

The little duke's easy-going and gentle attitude made Lawrence treat him differently, at least he no longer squinted his eyes and looked like he should get out of here early.

He pointed out a burly heavy swordsman, and said, "Fair is also a level nine swordsman, at least beat him, and then boast that he will challenge Evan."

Lawrence glanced at Lancer. The sword that the blond knight made just now had already impressed the strength-conscious legion leader, but he was obviously more protective of his soldiers, so he blocked Lancer's mouth.

Lancer tightened the sword in his hand and looked at Terrence.The little duke's dark green eyes looked at him too, but said nothing.This made Lancer feel an uncomfortable feeling hit his head suddenly - he knew it was a feeling of depression that was not close to anger.

When he was in the duke's mansion, Uriah's existence had already occupied most of the little master's attention. Lancer warned him that the young man who had just arrived in the mansion was uneasy about his background and should not be narrow-minded because of it.But at the moment, people who have just met can also be treated gently by Terrence, but in contrast, he seems to be still excluded.

This pained the blond knight, who gave everything to his master, but Terrence may not have returned his affection as much as it should have.

A qualified knight should not be so fussy, in fact, they should be a model of selfless dedication.But Lancer couldn't convince himself that way. He wanted to give Terrence a lot, but at the same time he wanted to get something from him.

— but he was also taken aback by himself.

The huge, wonderful possessiveness seemed to reveal the tip of the iceberg in front of him.But Lancer took a deep breath, blocking out all the emotional fluctuations that made him uncomfortable.

He glanced at Terrence again, and walked up to Fair with the sword in his hand. The heavy swordsman's mountain-like body shrouded Lancer in a shadow.The other party held up the big sword and let out a loud laugh: "You can admit defeat now, noble young master, or else you have to be careful that your delicate skin and tender flesh will be crushed by me."

Lancer was in a gloomy mood, and he didn't even bother to salute with his sword before the fight. When he heard the heavy swordsman's words, he replied coldly: "If size and strength can determine the outcome of a battle, then people should directly call monsters to the battlefield. They should have an advantage over Mr.

These words made the heavy swordsman burn with anger, he raised his sword and slashed across Lanser's waist, the big sword weighing more than ten kilograms was in his hand like an arm, making a sound of piercing wind.

Lancer seldom uses such a mocking tone. Of course, this does not mean that he is really courteous and tolerant, but that knightly norms and noble etiquette are restraining his words and deeds. In the face of provocation and rudeness, he is more often willing to directly use The sword speaks.

Terrence saw this obvious abnormality, but he didn't waver in the slightest.Because that's exactly what he wanted to see.He was constantly testing Lanser's limits, just to see when the other party lost control.

In the past year, Lancer has worked hard and moved forward and retreated properly, Terrence is very clear, but he also knows that the other party is by no means as docile and amiable as he shows.Terrence and Lancer first met in the forest. The blond knight is unique and self-aware, which is his nature.After several times of running-in, the two reached the current mode of getting along.

Originally, if Angus didn't show up, Lancer was willing to pretend like this for the rest of his life, and Terrence was also happy to see it happen.But the enemy is close at hand, and the illusion of harmony on the surface between him and Lancer seems extremely uneasy.

A person who always shows no sign of how he is treated, maybe some people call this docile, but Terrence only sees hypocrisy in it.

He could put up with a lack of manners, a publicity, as a subordinate - he didn't care about that - like Lucien or Uriah, or Lawrence and so on.But he couldn't really trust a person who pretended to be himself, that would only make Terrence think of Angus and Edward, even though Lancer's fake appearance was just to let himself off guard.

Maybe he was being too hard on Lancer.But this can only be blamed on the ups and downs of fate and the unpredictable world.

Terrence's eyes were deep, and he looked towards the field.

Lancer had already dodged a sweeping sword from the heavy swordsman, and he stabbed towards Feier's lower body, but was blocked by the heavy sword retracted by the opponent.The big sword glowing with yellow light was as wide as two palms, and was made of hard material, standing in front of him like a slender shield.Lancer's sword tip touched the blade, and he was trembling immediately.

But Lanser's arm didn't move at all. He held the sword and swiped down. The screeching sound of metal friction made people want to block their ears. The heavy swordsman was close at hand, and he frowned at the toothache sound. .Lancer took advantage of this moment, the tip of the sword pressed against the ground, propped up his body, and rolled over from Feier's shoulder.

The heavy swordsman's broad back was exposed in front of his eyes.

The long sword in Lancer's hand stabbed out again, but Fer was not slow. He turned around suddenly, and the heavy sword swung a semi-circular arc in the air, and put Lancer's weapon on it.The force made Lancer take a few steps back before he could withstand it.

Feier laughed contemptuously, deflected Lancer's sword vigorously, raised the big sword high, and slashed down vertically.After being blocked by the weapon, Lancer did not rush to withdraw his arm to defend.Relying on his keen combat prediction, he jumped back, and Field's sword fell through the air.

He didn't want to kill Lanser, so the force of the slash was not heavy, and the blade only picked up a few broken stones when it hit the ground.Fell could quickly lift it up again for battle.

But his shoulders sank, but he couldn't move the weapon at all—Lancer stood on it vigorously, he took a step down, a crack appeared on the ground under the heavy pressure, and the arm holding the sword was already bulging with veins. With a ferocious face, he insisted on proving his strength in front of Lancer.

But Lancer quickly jumped up again and jumped behind Fell.The power on the great sword suddenly decreased, causing the heavy swordsman to stagger a step.

At this time, Lancer had already launched an attack again, and Feier could only dodge it with an ugly posture.

Lawrence watched the competition, and praised: "Your swordsman experience and combat awareness are unique, and you will definitely be able to reach the top in time."

When Lanser fought, his movements were standard and decent, and he was not lacking in spirituality. His fighting skills had matured, and the rest was the cultivation and advancement of fighting spirit.Lawrence himself is a swordsman, so he can see Lancer's potential even more.

Although Terrence was still in deep thought, he couldn't help but smile when he heard Lawrence's words: "Lancer has excellent abilities, and your words are even more affirmation of him."

By the time the two of them were talking, the battle between Lancer and Feier had already come to an end.The big sword in the heavy swordsman's hand was still halfway aimed at the enemy's neck, and the blond knight had already reached the opponent's throat with his blade.

Fer's face was flushed, and shame, unwillingness, and insult flashed in his eyes.

Lancer turned a blind eye, and put the sword back into the scabbard with a clang.

But Fei Er refused to let go, and shouted loudly: "I am not convinced! I was not serious just now, this time you won, but next time you will not have such good luck!"

Even Laurence frowned at his cry.Although this subordinate was indeed powerful in force, he was arrogant and complacent. Lawrence didn't know how many times he had punished him for this, but he didn't expect to lose face outside the legion this time.

He turned his head and said to Terrence: "Government is not strict, let Your Excellency the Duke see it as a joke."

Terrence waved his hand: "There are so many people in the Goshawk Legion, and it's normal for them to have different personalities. This is a problem between the two of them. Neither you nor I should interfere, right?"

"You're right." Lawrence paused, agreeing with Terrence's words.Fair is so self-confident and hard to change, someone should teach him a lesson, if one blow can't make him humble, then it should be repeated several times.

And in the middle of the school field, Lancer heard what Feier said, turned around and asked, "You mean that my victory is just your release, am I not wrong?"

Fell was taken aback by Lanser's gaze, and the young man with his back to the legion commander and the Duke narrowed his eyes slightly. Coupled with his knife-sharpened face, he swept away his previous politeness and respect.

Fair spurned his sudden fear, and shouted, "That's right, let's compete again if we have the ability!"

"Please."

Lancer did not forget the etiquette this time, but it does not mean that his mood has improved.In fact, the other party's contempt and provocation made Lancer even more annoyed.

This time he pre-empted the attack, holding the side of the sword at his waist, leaning down and rushing forward.

But in the blink of an eye, Lancer had already reached Feier's eyes, and the blade of the sword slashed towards the opponent's knee. Feier didn't even have time to counterattack. He could only shift the sword slightly to barely block the blow.

There was a sound of stabbing and rubbing, and Lancer had already passed by Fer. Fer's hair stood on end, and he felt the crisis coming from behind him. He turned the sword behind his back, and the sound of impact followed.

Lancer should be the one who actually releases the water.

The agility of being a light swordsman was used to the fullest in the restarted battle, and Ferr couldn't even move as he wanted - his movements were completely blocked by Lanser.

It's not that Fair has never competed with outstanding light swordsmen, and there are many excellent warriors in the Goshawk Legion.Of course he knew how difficult a light swordsman's speed was.But the legion is full of outstanding warriors in the empire. As one of them, Feier feels that he is much better than others, so he has never put Lancer in his eyes. Now he has finally suffered the bitter fruit of broken self-esteem.

Feier was still clenching his teeth to resist, when he suddenly noticed that there was no coherent loophole in the opponent's movement, his eyes lit up - this was a good opportunity for him to get rid of the suppression!

The heavy swordsman hit Lancer's waist with an elbow, knocked him back a few steps, then quickly followed up with his big sword high, and slashed at the man who was still bent over due to the pain.

The cold blade was about to fall on Lanser's head, but a sound exploded in Feier's ear - Lanser had already resisted the blow with his long sword, and in order to resist it firmly enough, he hung his waist The wrapped scabbard was placed under the sword, forming a cross.

Fer continued to increase his strength to completely suppress the opponent's resistance. The material of the scabbard was not as strong as the strength of the weapon, and cracks appeared soon, and finally broke under strong pressure.

Lanser, however, took this opportunity to use the remaining half of the scabbard in his hand to swipe towards one of Feier's wrists, while holding the long sword in his other hand, he slashed across the epee's blade in coordination, and flicked at the tip of the sword. , making Feier's weapon completely out of his hands.

Only then did Feier finally understand that the flaw just now was deliberately exposed by the other party.Now, he lost to the speed of the opponent, and even the strength he was proud of was suppressed by the opponent.

The complete failure made Fer turn pale, but there was an exclamation from outside the court.

It took only a few seconds from Lancer being suppressed to counterattacking and defeating the opponent. The half of the scabbard that was broken was sharp and sharp. Under the force of the two, it flew out through the air, and it was Terrence .

Lancer turned his head hastily because of the cry, and his pupils shrank a little.

The author has something to say: the little duke is actually fine

And after I got stuck in the emotional scene again, I began to seriously think about how to kill the knight and go to the broad road of making contributions and never marrying for life