Chapter 37: Starry Night Alliance (on)

Chapter 37 Star Alliance Alliance (on)
Two hours later.
"Pay attention to your footsteps!"
"Stable breathing!"

The key to the ‘iron body’ is at the foot, and the moment of attack is adjusted to adjust the distance between the legs and unload the force!

"If you don't want to die, just lift the shield to the enemy!"
Ginny’s clear voice sounded, followed by an unrelenting sniper!
Tyres clenched his teeth, waving his right hand's sword to drive the body to rotate, and his left arm was vascularized, struggling to lift the disproportionate wooden shield by shoulder force, and the right leg was slightly bent, ready to slide according to the force. Open to cushion the blow.
"boom!"
Gilbert, who was watching the battle, gently closed his eyes.
After Ginny hit a sword on the underside of the shield, Thales lost balance for the twenty-fifth time and fell again in the sand. This time, he was exhausted and could not lift the shield in his hand.
Yes, hateful.
The boy gasped and gasped, raising his head and chest, but the heavy shield pressed his left chest, making him unable to struggle from the ground.
The aunt, the father's lover, clearly waved the sword for two hours, but why, why are there no signs of physical exertion?
"Northern military military swordsmanship, which originated in the long-established Shawen ancient country era, formed in the era of the ancient kings before the ancient empire more than 3,000 years ago." It seems that seeing through the mind of Tyres, Gilbert’s voice is It sounded on the open space. "According to the record, the ancient elves and the dragons were in full swing, and the northern kings of human beings encountered the ancient orcs in the north."
"This set of swordsmanship is to be born with the ancient orcs and even the dragons - those terrible opponents whose strengths are far beyond humans," Gilbert carefully looked at the Teres on the ground and gently said: "This It is the oldest fighting sword in human history. It is under this huge disadvantage that in the almost desperate battle, in the near-death resistance and near-suicide charge, the first knights awakened the extraordinary power, that is The so-called 'end of power' has become the earliest super-order in human history."
The brilliance in the eyes of Gilbert: "Ms. Ginny is the leader in the super-order, not to mention the special end of her power, the observation, the explosive, the balance, almost all physical qualities, They are not in the same breath as you. The gap between her and you is just like that of the past, the brave ancient orcs are the same as the weak humans."
Taylors was surprised and awkward - to be honest, he didn't know how to get along with the father's "lover" until now - looking at Ginny, I saw each other's face relaxed and active, seemingly Albert's praise does not care.
"With the further use and accumulation of the extraordinary power, this power will become stronger and stronger. The knights began to learn to harness these huge and profound forces, control the unmeasured power, and reach the realm of sending and receiving. Super-order, these further knights, the power is almost unfathomable, the skills are already subtle. They begin to realize the essence of power and battle, change freely, without any restrictions, can be the most efficient and minimal The loss solves a battle," Gilbert stepped forward, nodding his head to somewhere in the void:
"This is the extreme, the supreme who surpasses the limits of power."
Tyres stared at the sky, remembering Eichda's control over the air, and the body of Joel's ghosts.
"Fantastic, super-order, polar, this power classification system, spread to all ethnic groups after the prosperity of mankind," Gilbert looked at the sky, nodded to Gini: "Ancient orcs, ancient elves Even the abilities and... are starting to use such classifications."
"And all of this stems from the military swordsmanship of the Gubei area, which stems from the courage to survive and to resist the orcs and the dragons." Gilbert's words made Tyres fascinated.
"Now, the threat of the ancient orcs is no longer, the dragons are extinct, and the northern army's swordsmanship is no longer circulated. Even if it is proud of the blood of the northern land, it occupies the army of the ancient kingdom of the ancient land of Exeter, this The swordsmanship has long since been abandoned. Now, the place where the complete North Army military swordsmanship is preserved is just the Star Kingdom and the Tower of the End."
"Miss Ginny is one of the few people who are good at this. For this set of swords that once saved our ancestors, Mr. Ters, please pay respect and practise."
Swordsmanship against the orcs and dragons?
No wonder - Thales, who has come back to the world, is depressed: I said how to feel like a grandson with a sword.
I remembered that I was like a fool, holding a shield and waving a sword (with a sword with a swing), moving my footsteps (pulled by the inertia of the shield), and practicing with Ji Ni (Jinny practicing him), feeling that she was treated as a grandson. After two hours of Tyres, he sighed in silence and fell backwards with regret.
"The wounds before you have already had signs of tearing. I am here this morning." Ginny looked at the sun in the sky, dropped the sword shield, and looked as usual.
"The three sets of defensive styles of the Northern Army's military swordsmanship are your homework for this week. As for riding horses..." Ginny looked at the little horses beside the horses piled around the butterfly, and then looked at the laborious efforts. Tyres, who freed his left arm from the wooden shield, also sighed and shook his head. "Go take a shower. Have a lunch. At one o'clock in the afternoon, Gilbert prepared an indoor course for you. ""
Afternoon course?
God, is it late to study at night?
Tyres, who used to have a regular life in tobacco and alcohol, spit out a breath again, feeling the soreness of his body and closing his eyes.
I saw the most noble illegitimate child in the Star Kingdom, but helplessly took off his equipment (pull his left arm out of the shield) and limped into the 闵迪思厅.
He only has an hour to take a bath to eat.
"I have to say that it is really a good understanding and comprehension. It took only two hours. He has already understood the basic spirit of this swordsmanship." Gilbert watched the tales leave, broke the silence and nodded softly. Tao: "I was at his age, relying on the body to practice the sword, and this child is using the brain to learn the sword."
"Compared to this - don't tell me, your observations are too poor to notice the abnormalities on his body!" Ginny watched the back of Taylors disappear, her face suddenly became dignified, and she was facing Kiel. Burt spoke and looked at the air around him suspiciously: "I still remember that even the dust a hundred meters away, the cursed mask can be seen clearly."
"Don't look at it, Jodel is not nearby," looked at Ginny's nervous movements. Gilbert raised his hand and said calmly: "Since Tyles was taken away by the blood family unexpectedly, he was always there. , keep pace."
"And, we all noticed," Gilbert said, raising his brow slightly: "The child was only about 7 years old, and he was not hurt twice two days ago, but in two days, he was almost as good. It’s... there’s nothing wrong with practicing the sword for two hours in the sun... No wonder the blood lamps that detect the blood will not respond for seven years...

"This kind of physique can no longer be described as 'different from ordinary people'. It is simply..." He sighed and tried not to think about another possibility of this matter: "The comet family, it really is the world's upload." The oldest royal family."
Ginny was silent for a while, and did not say anything tacitly.
The court lady bent down and patted the dust on her boots: "When you talk about vampires, why do you want to reveal the identity of Taylors to them, and invite them to stay in the Judith Hall? Do you really believe that Tells and the fallen woman? The agreement? He is only 7 years old... and you know very well that vampires have killed us, we can't trust them... And for vampires, we are sudden accidents, and they can't trust us."
"You have already said the answer." Gilbert's eyes were full of light, and he remembered the old man who was dead and full of wisdom: "Because of lack of trust, mutual jealousy and even mutual threat."
"So we must use our secrets and common interests to tie each other. This is a diplomatic tacit understanding and a mind-set, and it is not the same as a clear investigation."
"Hey, pretend to be a ghost, mysterious." Ginny seems to have been whipped up bad memories, leaving the training ground and entering the hall, and uncomfortable: "Another Morat."
"Thank you for your compliment, dear Ms. Ginny," Gilbert lifted his hat on his head and smiled just rightly: "It is a great honor to be with the head of the Kingdom."
Also - Gilbert did not care about Ginny's rude disregard, and he silently said in his heart that the child, although only 7 years old, said that he would never be more tolerant than the woman who was a few hundred years old.

In fact, half an hour later, when Gilbert and Ginny came to the study of Tells at the same time, they had just bathed in a mess, and the tales that were eating were looking at the expressionless face in front of them. Red-eyed little girl.
Her followers, Istren and Lorana, are screaming at the end of the swordsman guards who are surrounded by the tyrants.
"Back, vampire," a sergeant-like swordsman guard, glaring at the helmet, with a bad tone: "I don't welcome you here."
"Don't misunderstand, I don't like you much, short-lived," Istren didn't care if it made the guards more uncomfortable. "Remember? Guys like you, I killed eight yesterday." He satirized Provocative and authentic.
Emei's Teres took a bite of carefully seasoned beef chops from the fork in his hand, and was impressed by the delicious taste that he hadn't eaten since crossing. He carefully avoided the baby fat opposite. Girl, she is obviously not the right eye.
It is a pity that this taste is probably not comparable to the dog meat that I had eaten with Yala.
Tyres looked at the situation in front of him and sighed: Really a headache.
"You won't have such a chance again, the despicable mouse hidden in the vase," the tone of the swordsman's leader fell to the freezing point, and the silver sword specially equipped at the waist was squirted one foot: "Try to take a step forward? I am very I am willing to avenge my companions - or I just need to pull the curtains apart and let you sunbathe."
So the handsome blond man looks pale and plans to move forward.
"Don't be nervous, boys." Lorana took a step back from her fierce cousin, though with a smile, but the words were serious and serious: "The servants, retreat, your master has an agreement with our master." ""
Looking at the end of the swordsmen who can't wait to kill them, Lorana's face is more and more splendid: "This is what your master said - we are allies now, shouldn't we forget the hatred of the past? But eight lives...

The mood of the ending swordsmen became more and more unstable, and several even gnawed their teeth after the helmet.
The cousin is the cousin - Istrlen thought, especially, watching the guards are angrily, but they can only restrain themselves - it really makes my heart refresh.
Outside the room, Ginny’s brow wrinkled and went into the house, but Gilbert grabbed her arm and saw the gray-haired former diplomat’s expression shook his head mysteriously and pointed to the guard’s back. The little master on the chair.
Ginny showed an incomprehensible expression.
Until she saw, eating the last bite of food, Tyres, who put down the knife and fork, sat down satisfactorily and slipped from the chair.
What should I do? Look at the opposite tribes with a deep eye, and Tyres thinks about this problem.
However, he soon got the answer.
"Thank you for your maintenance, Chora, there is you, I am very comfortable with my own safety." Teres smiled and smiled, and took the armor hem of the swordsman leader.
On the first morning of his arrival, he used the method of pokeing his stomach to test the "guards are not stone people." Chola, the leader of these guards, also arranged for the guards. A shot of the mercenary that struck.
He knows that these loyal guards cannot be thrown away directly like the protagonists of most small white characters, full of authority and domineering. Moreover, in order to protect themselves, they have just sacrificed the eight most reliable brothers and comrades. For the most direct enemies, it is a rare restraint not to directly fight the sword. Although they are already an alliance in the agreement, nothing has happened. It is cool to wave off and retire in front of outsiders, but it will only guard the hearts of the guards.
Tyres said with a serious look: "I need you to do me a favor."
"Follow your instructions."
Although I can't see the expression, the guardian leader, Chora's tone of tone, explains everything. The swordsmen who guard here are the most trusted and elite private soldiers of the comet family. Although not told, with the tasks received, and the days of getting along, the guards have long been speculative about the identity of the boy sent by Gilbert and Yodel personally.
"Because of my previous experience, I don't trust this handsome Mr. Istrian Corleone, and his beautiful but equally dangerous cousin, Ms. Lorana Corleone."
"They left me a lot of humiliation - their existence made me bothered and worried." Tyres frowned and bit his teeth.
Just like they really have a big death.
Both Istryn and Lorana were shocked and looked at the female grandfather behind them, but the latter remained silent.
"As long as you say a word, Mr. Xiao," the eyes behind Qola's helmet became more and more glaring, and the sword at his waist was again one inch away. "Our sword will be unsheathed for you."
The end of the surrounding swordsmen heard the words, but also put their hands on the hilt, the same enemy, the eyes are more and more poor.
"Very good, I want their head too much..." Tyres chilled and stared at Istryn.
The swordsmen are stepping forward! Vaguely surrounded the blood races.
Istren looked at the boy's expression and groaned.
Lorana showed a fierce expression and stretched her hands.
No, Istren’s heart was fearless, and he stepped back unconsciously until the secret language of the female prince quietly rang in his ear.
"Stabilize, Isa," the childish voice, only the blood family can hear, but let Istren feel in peace: "He is not going to turn his face."
"...but because of the divine covenant, I can't hurt them in my own house..."
"So, the other two except the little lady, rushed to the hallway, Chora." Tyres pouted and hugged his arms.
"If they dare to bother me and - Selena Corleone's private conversation."
Tyre’s eyes flashed in the cold, causing Eslen’s heart to be shadowed. The boy turned his head and continued to swear unrequitedly to Qola: "Jora, and everyone... you have a legitimate reason to avenge your revenge."
"Especially that blond."
Istrlen was in a tight heart.
"If our sword is unsheathed, it will not let you down." Jora nodded resolutely, reaching out to the door of the study:
"Vampire, you heard it."
"Get out of the way, the corridor is the place for you."
Istren, who was angry, wanted to say anything more, but he was stopped by his cousin.
Lorana just hidden her own stunned, mysterious smile, and bowed to the little Lolita Serena, and pulled Istron out of the study.
Outside the room, Gilbert smiled, and a surprised face, Ginny, opened the way for the guards and the blood races. The two groups stared at each other with vigilance, walked out of the study, and continued to confront each other in the distant corridor. stand up.
"Good day, Mr. Corleone and Ms. Corleone." Gilbert neatly performed a ceremonial, elegant character Hu Weiqiao: "I know that the people have a great hearing, and it is simply too easy to hear the study in here." - Don't you know that the eavesdropping is not a 'disturbing' private conversation between Mr. Teres and Ms. Corleone?"
The guards on the side of Chora, and the swordsmen, immediately came up in a dignified atmosphere: "You want to eavesdrop?"
Lorana’s smile came to an abrupt end, and Istryn’s face was blue.
Watching the blood family being stopped by the angry swordsmen to the stairs, Ginny thought.
That said - Ginny silently bowed her head - Gilbert said it was true, it was really a smart, steady boy.
Just, smart and steady is too much.
Teres breathed out a sigh of relief, and in the slightly red eyes of Akasaka, he pushed the heavy study door and put the curtains intently to block the sunlight.
The study on the third floor had a perfect soundproofing effect, and Gilbert assured him that he could not penetrate the family.
"Well, yesterday was urgent, now," said Teres, exhaling, and said: "We will discuss in detail the terms of the alliance agreement."
"Especially about my blood, and the part you guys worked for me."
"Gray is always good," Miss Serena, who is leaking because of her body shrinking, and Xiao Loli, also nodded in a serious position: "The terms that need to be negotiated may be added to your identity."
Tyres’s face was puzzled, but with the red-eyed little Lori’s next sentence, his face changed dramatically.
Only listen to the appearance of the little girl, the real heir of the Corleone family, the legal and orthodox ruler of the painful hill, the female grandfather, the sorrow of His Serena L.A. Corleone, the teeth are leaking:
"That is, as a prince's inheritance right, there is a question of recognition."
What they don't know is that while Tyres cleverly avoided the invincible hatred of the guards and the blood, and started negotiations with Serena, Chris Corleone was hiding on the top of the third floor study. After the shadow of the fireplace chimney, avoid the sun, the posture is weird, faceless.
"Well," Chris Corleone, whose face was pale, turned and said: "Our people didn't fight. I think, Your Highness and the little friend, they probably started talking."
"Our two of us are also extremely polar, so we don't have to maintain this awkward position yet?"
I saw the opposite of the old man, the stranger who was always silent with a mask, Jodel Gato, and then the hidden dagger was re-hidden into the clothes, and the figure gradually disappeared.
(End of this chapter)