The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

"and many more--"

When Sang reached out to take out the money, Maria suddenly called out.

"Well, in terms of remuneration, can you pay in another way, such as Mr. Sang, you..."

"?"

"I...I mean! Can you please teach me two tricks, sir! Whether it's swordsmanship or origin stone skills! Please!!"

Silently watching the golden pony.

He raised his hand again to look at the sword and knife in his hand, and after thinking about it, he nodded.

"I'll give you an afternoon."

"Great!"

Maria jumped up happily.

"Then I'll change the armor and equipment for training!"

She rushed into the room in a hurry, accompanied by a worrying sound of jingling, and 3 minutes later, she clutched the bag above her head, with tears in her eyes, and ran out fully dressed.

"... Let's start then."

"Good! Good!!"

Five seconds later, the blade of the sword that fell like a meteor flashed past and landed directly on her neck.

"what!"

"...I slow down."

Withdrawing the sword, San released the water and swung it out again. At this level, Maria was finally able to barely see it, and raised the shield to catch it with difficulty.

But it was only three moves, and with two consecutive sounds, her sword and shield were bounced off almost simultaneously, and the tip of the sword hit her breastplate.

"………you."

Sang's hesitant eyes somewhat hurt people.

"Sorry, I haven't practiced swords for a while..."

"Okay, then I will defend your attack."

Picking up the shield, San nods at her.

Maria held the sword in both hands, and after taking a deep breath, she burst out with all her strength and swung it down forcefully.

The strength was slightly higher than expected, and the shield caused the body to shake.

"Well, the strength is okay."

Then she went all out again, using all kinds of swordsmanship to attack from various angles, but none of them could break through Sang's defense, until she was panting heavily and exhausted, Sang still held her shield and stood there calmly.

Although it was not easy to see because it was too weak, he almost understood it after some testing.

"With the foundation, the talent is not bad, and the future can be expected."

"I always feel that this sounds a bit perfunctory!"

It sounds like the primary school head teacher said that the kid is actually very smart but just too naughty.

Sang didn't pay attention to her thoughts, put down her shield and continued to speak.

"It's the same as building a house first by laying the foundation. If you have a foundation, it won't be too difficult to extend your studies upwards. At least your conditions are much better than mine when I first started learning swords."

Maria was a little curious.

"At what age did Mr. Fran start learning martial arts?"

"nineteen."

"……what?"

Maria opened her mouth wide, looking at Sana's young face who was at most thirty.

Then the mastery of a hundred martial arts, which can be used freely no matter what weapon, is actually trained with zero foundation in less than ten years!It's terrible!

Sang saw through her surprise at a glance.

"Don't be dazed, I'm older than I look. However, I thought you wanted to be a craftsman more."

With her strength, even among the group of competitive knights, she is still at the bottom, the level of the younger brother.

It is not obvious that she is interested in knight competitions on weekdays.

"Haha, there is no way, because the Knights Association is urging again."

Even though her arms were starting to ache, Maria gritted her teeth and insisted on standing up while releasing Originium skill healing.

"If there is no main cavalry in the family to participate in the competition, the nobility certificate of the Linguang family will be withdrawn, so I must become stronger."

"You don't seem like someone who cares about status."

"Haha, can I accept this sentence as a compliment? That's right, Uncle also said that even if he is deprived of his noble status and even the family emblem passed down from his ancestors will disappear, it doesn't mean that Linguang will disappear, but Even so, I still want to protect this family."

Protect this place that grandpa and sister have been sticking to.

"I have to do something. If I just do nothing and watch the family completely decline, I will definitely hate myself."

The golden pupils condensed immature desires, and the eyes of the young girl could see through, see through the confusion that the girl still couldn't sort out.

But it doesn't matter.

Fighting for the family, even if it is trivial, is not a reason to be belittled.

"Raise your sword, let's continue."

"Ah! Woo...wait a minute!"

Chapter 20: Fran Sword Dance

The swift and violent punches hit the sandbag in front of him at a speed so fast that the afterimage could not be seen clearly, and sent it flying.

Group +/chat-~: #妻}+吴==忽@%一<&三|-三-%秋*>二}+千反back posture, Sang exhaled a deep breath.

Looking at his own results, he said proudly.

"How about it, sir, I'm about seven times as successful as you."

The dull sound of blacksmithing stopped for a moment, and the old man with a big white beard and strong muscles looked at him angrily.

"Don't be arrogant, it's only [-]% at most, and compared to running to me every time to learn boxing, how can you pass the trial of the undead team if you don't practice swords well."

"Well, you need to learn swordsmanship and boxing. This is healthy! After all, I feel that learning boxing is much easier than swordsmanship, and I have to relax occasionally."

San, 23, is still active.

Optimistic and anti-stress personality allows him to chatter in this dark world.

"Master Andre, don't you feel bored by working on iron all day long? If it were me, I would definitely not be able to stay here for so long."

And the blacksmith whom he called Andre snorted softly, and hit the metal in front of him with a hard hammer.

"Hmph, what do you know, a young boy? Only concentration can fight against forgetting. I have been undead for so many years, and I only survived by relying on this skill."

"So as a blacksmith, I still have to advise you to concentrate on practicing swords. In your strange words, there is a high wall between bare hands and armed weapons. In case someone uses miracles or magic to attack you, you You can't stop it with your hands."

"Ah, let's talk about it, it really can't be played."

As Sang thought about it, she sat down on the nearby stone in distress and looked at the burning stove.

"But it's really difficult to learn swordsmanship with zero foundation. I have failed twice in a row. I have worked hard for six years, and I am still a hard-working reserve."

Andre glanced at him, and put the hammered iron in his hand into the water, and a large amount of white air evaporated from the cooling drifted into the air and turned into nothingness.

"...San, do you realize the real reason why you stopped?"

Unlike usual, Andre's voice was full of elder seriousness.

"what."

Looking at him, he was still awkward and didn't want to admit it.

After sighing, Andre held the quenched long sword in his hand.

"It's been four years, have your hands been dirty? Are you ready to become an undead team now?"

The relaxed and optimistic expression on Sang's face gradually disappeared, and became a little silent and gloomy.

"I have it."

"Hmph, yes, the vampire that slaughtered a nearby village two years ago, you twisted his head and threw it into the stove and smashed it to pieces. When you are angry, you will obey your emotions and ignore it. However, Do you regard that vampire as a human being? Have you ever dealt with a real living person?"

"........."

"You should know why the undead team is feared by people. When you really pass the test and put on that ominous iron helmet and raise your sword, your cloak and blade will be stained with blood that can never be washed off. The road to go is destined to be a dead end stained with blood."

"It's the same if you think fists are easier to learn than swords. Don't you think that fists are less likely to hurt people than swords?"

Sang opened his mouth, he wanted to refute.

But I haven't had time to choose the words to figure out how to react.

Before that, Andre spoke again.

"Sang, turn around, you are not suitable for this path."

"Whether it's using the name of the crystal old man to go to any country to get an official job, or living in seclusion and not asking the world, if you want, you can also come to me as an apprentice, It's fine to chatter beside me all day, even though you're talking nonsense all day long, I still like you a lot."

Andre's words are full of concern. For this taciturn old man, these words should be all he can say.

he knows.

He always knew.

He had always known who he was.

But ah-

Still shaking his head, he turned and left.

Only a sigh came from behind.

"Hey, boy. Why on earth do you... want to join the undead team."

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The long sword was released.

The blade cut off a strand of golden hair by the girl's ear.

Frank's expression remained silent and cold.

"continue."

"Please let me slow down... no, please continue."

Resisting the severe pain from all over her body, Maria raised her sword again and stood up countless times.

Now that she has practiced, while using her body to understand that Sang is really strong, Maria also has some curiosity.

"Well, what is Mr. Sang's swordsmanship like?"

"Woolen cloth?"

"After all, the combination of a big sword with a special short knife is really very curious. If you can learn one and a half moves, maybe you can use it on the field..."

"You can't learn."

Before he could finish speaking, Sang's voice interrupted her fantasy time coldly.

"Well……"

Looking into her eyes, the memory went back for some reason, back to that morning many years ago.

Facing him who asked to teach her undead team swordsmanship, she spoke.