Vol 2 Chapter 1251: Under the moon night (medium + lower)

Gransell Royal Capital Arena—this building was built when Queen Liber ascended the throne. Since the day it was built, in addition to hosting the historic Liber Martial Arts Conference, it has been occasionally used for military training. However, after the training ground in the Fortress of Reston was built, the building only needed to take on the previous function. In normal times, it has become an attraction open to the public and tourists on certain days.
Therefore, when the butler in charge of managing the arena saw that the famous "Sword Saint" actually visited late at night and asked to borrow the venue, he was quite surprised. However, he couldn't think of any reason to refuse, so he quickly agreed when he was surprised, and even forgot to ask the young girl next to him what came from.
"Um... I think this should be fine." Heliga put down his hand, and the magic light in his hand disappeared. "I set the magic circle, and the sound from here will not be heard in the short term. You can make a fight here. Happy. But Ling, do you really think this is enough?"
"Enough... nothing more than just vent the grievances in my heart." Ling raised her right hand, her iconic giant sickle gleaming with a poisonous chill, "Although Ling doesn't quite understand where this resentment comes from... "
"I'll talk about it later." Cassius has also taken out the long stick made of Semuria. "Although you are not a warrior, Ling, you also know how to speak with weapons."
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"What!" Joshua's mouth fell out of shock-which made him be very exaggerated when he said this, and he didn't even mean to maintain his demeanor at all. "Dad, he and Ling, and Heliga together- "
"Went to the Royal Arena?" Estir's voice would only be louder than Joshua. She yelled and shook the ears of everyone present except Joshua, who was already used to it. "What the is it for? It won't really be like Joshua said... well..."
"What did Joshua say?" Kross asked curiously, ignoring Joshua's flustered expression.
"It's like...snatching relatives... or something..." Estelle tried to search the memory in her mind. "Joshua seems to have said that if Dad disagrees with me, he will also make plans-um! "
"Huh..." Joshua let out a sigh-it was he who was talking to Esther in a boring way, flirting with whispers, and he was almost uttered by this guy. However, looking at the subtle expressions of Kross and other guerrilla colleagues, they probably all guessed what the next half sentence was, which was quite embarrassing for a while.
However, compared to these gossips that can be used to ridicule and elaborate at any time, everyone still thinks that they should go to the arena to see the situation. Although Joshua said that there should be no such problems between Heliga and Cassius, this sounded quite reassuring, but some people with a cautious personality still feel that they should be safe.

The crisp sound of the cudgel and the sickle pierced the silent night sky again—except that, unlike the previous few times, Cassius Bright, who has the wrist of the "Juggernaut", finally caught an extremely small one this time. In the gap between the two, he shook his wrist lightly, imperceptibly, and handed out the long stick with a little "spiral" force. This tactical skill is what Cassius is best at, relying on the opponent's own strength to defeat the opponent. Although Ling has a good skill as a former "executor", it is not enough for Cassius. After adapting to Ling's frantic attack in the early stage, Cassius finally found the moment when the girl was exhausted, and handed out the killer move of the needle hidden in the cotton.
As usual, ordinary masters of Ling's level should have been stunned by this move, and have lost the ability to reorganize the offense; and Cassius only needs to use a leisurely move from The evolved exclusive combat technique "Thunder Light Strike" can easily disarm or beat opponents to victory. He has won similar victories against Richard, Sid, and Yulia countless times. As for Estiel and Joshua, they rarely even manage to achieve this level. However, a little unexpectedly, the slender feet wearing cute little leather shoes suddenly exploded with amazing power—Ling twisted her ankles at an incredible angle and supported herself. Without falling down, at the moment Cassius was surprised, he threw the medium-sized giant sickle out of his hand.
Ling, who has been talking about words such as elegance and lady, has completely lost her usual calm and calm look at this time. Instead, she is like hysterical madness. But that wasn't really madness; Ling now seemed to be deliberately guiding the release of her anger that had been suppressed for a long time. The ribbon that she has been tied to her head has already flew down in the aftermath of the battle, picked up by Heliga and held it in her hand; there have been several tears and breaks in the light and fluttering dress, and it has just been used in an extremely extreme way. The twisted ankle was also glowing with an unusual dark purple color due to edema.
If you are assisted by comrades, especially those who are good at guiding magic, this kind of injury does not matter-the ever-changing healing magic is very effective in the hands of the magic master, and this kind of injury only takes a few seconds to adjust. It can be cured; not to mention that the force magic also contains the function of eliminating pain, even the doctors of the medical university lamented that "it works like a closed needle." However, even though Ling herself is a master of force magic, in one-on-one battles, especially in one-on-one battles with Cassius Bright, it is impossible to have such free time. At the moment when he threw out the sickle, Heliga could see Ling's whole body wrapped in black and purple, frantically burning vindictiveness, which meant that it was her last blow. If Cassius cannot be repelled, the battle will end in defeat.
The black and purple sickle with the breath of death flew towards his heart, but Cassius was still surprised after a moment, and then returned to his calm and calm appearance, and then danced the long stick, guiding the air around the body to form a naked eye Visible whirlwind—Immediately after this, amidst the suffocating tornado, a fire snake suddenly sprang out, condensing into the form of a phoenix as the wind turned, and the fire phoenix was surrounded by a golden light that was imperceptible to the naked eye. Heliga recognized that it was the brilliance of the "Kirin Gong", a manifestation of Cassius' response to the reciprocal consciousness.
The sickle that was swept by black hit the phoenix, and the huge wind pressure around it was blown away. Then, the light of black, gold, and red entangled and twisted around Cassius, like two wounded. The fierce beasts bite and slaughtered there. Cassius' expression was cold and calm, and the right hand holding the long stick quickly pulled back from the previous posture, and then hit the mixture with a stick. With an unusually sharp and piercing sound, Ling's giant sickle was thrown back as it was, but it didn't have the murderous aura that Ling had thrown out just now; instead, the sharp side blade was shining under the moon. The light that keeps flashing along with the rapid rotation is quite dazzling.
Heliga had already stood in front of Ling for some time, and easily caught the giant sickle with her hand. Cassius was basically unscathed, but the military badge symbolizing the rank of lieutenant general on his left shoulder was cut in half by a small black blade that penetrated the Phoenix flame.
Ling glanced at Heliga, sighing as if everything was relieved; she took the sickle that Heliga handed back to her, and stored the mysterious weapon of association creation into an unknown subspace, and silently Gradually accepting that he stroked his ankle between his fingers, watching the already serious edema and sprain heal at a miraculous speed.
"You...what are you—" At this moment, a furious yell broke the surrounding tranquility. It was the voice of the housekeeper who was in charge of the arena just now, followed by a large group of murmurs and chaotic footsteps. Heliga glanced at Heliga with a triumphant look, then put Ling in her arms like a princess, and disappeared.
"Dad... I heard that you and Heliga—" Then came the carefree voice that made Cassius so familiar with him that he instinctively got a headache when he was in trouble—Estil took Joshua, Kross, Shelazard and others rushed in, and then they saw the melancholy look of Cassius with a long stick in his hand, and the mess around him. It was obvious. There was a fierce battle in the field, and suddenly became speechless.
"In... Your Excellency Cassius..." The housekeeper who saw this scene suddenly couldn't care about this big group of people involuntarily breaking in. What he is more concerned about is how to confess to the tourists who will come here tomorrow that the arena field in front of him seems to have been hit by the main tank shells.

Heliga did not say, Ling did not ask. With the help of invisibility magic and "Whirlwind Essence", Heliga almost flew out of the city from the sky and galloped towards the southeast of Gransell. Finally, after about ten minutes, the two landed in a wilderness.
"Here?" Ling looked around curiously—it seemed to be an open area in the middle of a forest, with a radius of about one hundred sub-dimensions, but there was no geographical element to show that the open area was formed normally. Ling stepped on the ground under her feet suspiciously, an inexplicably hard feeling.
"This is the place where my power awakened for the first time... and it was also the place where I would say goodbye to one of my benefactors." Heliga bent over, trying to hold up a handful of mud, and Ling also found that her feet were not feeling right. The reason: this land seems to have been ablated by high temperature, so much of the soil has been burned into glass. Combined with the directions of the many fallen trees around and the many bare roots, Ling seemed to understand something—it seems that Heliga caused a huge explosion here in the first place.
"My secret, you don't seem to know it yet." Heliga lifted a piece of glass, gently brushed off the dust on it, and watched it reflect the light of the moon. "But Ling's secret seems to have no way to hide it. ."
"...Yes." Ling was silent for a moment and whispered, "It's hard for Cassius...Uncle's thoughts. In this critical period, Ken accompanies Ling to play this kind of temperament game, it's hard for him to actually Quite idle?"
"It's not... I think this is his consistent style of handling problems." Heilijia couldn't help laughing after hearing this speculation; if he worked intensively for more than fourteen hours a day, he would almost never get a vacation. Cassius, supported entirely by his strong physique, heard someone say that he actually had nothing to do all day long. He was afraid that he would not directly greet him with a "Phoenix Liebo", "But in any case, he also knows. …We all know that it’s impossible."
"Is it because of... Mom and Dad?" Ling tilted her head and said uncertainly.
"Forget it...both sides." Heliga nodded, and he turned around, ""Pattier Matil", and the Harolds...they are all the "fetters" that Ling once had, and It is the kind that occupies a unique position and cannot be ignored. Therefore, Ling has no extra space to start a new journey without scruples. "
"...Ling knows it. Although Ling didn't hide it from them when she was with Libel..." It seems that she knew it for a long time. At this moment, Ling just calmly stated her thoughts with a fateful tone, "but Sure enough, you still feel a lot of pressure, right?"
"Yes... "Sixth Pillar" never seems to give up on you. Guy seems to have also reflected that some strange actions against the Harolds took place, but they were all prevented by the investigators." Heliga showed a disgusting expression, "Although he did not act directly, Libel always Can feel the inexplicable pressure. Although I have reminded him euphemistically through Vita Clotide, he still seems to be dead...Fuck, next time I have to dig out one or two of his eyes. "
"Hey... Doctor is the kind of unscrupulous person." Ling said lightly and ridiculously, but after hearing about the Harolds, he exuded a murderous look, "But...take your eyes. Heliga, yours. It's strange to have a hobby... leave one for Ling?"
"This is not a hobby... I just want to mock him for being low-minded, so he doesn't put what others say in his eyes." Heilijia quickly denied, "Ling, you are not qualified to say me. When you were the executor in the first place. …"
"Haha... If Heliga, you can talk to Ling like this. If it were Estelle and the others, they would probably teach Ling seriously to pay attention to the way of speaking..." Ling let out a cute smirk, "Although It doesn’t feel bad, but...how do you say it, after all...probably like Heiligar you said."
"So Cassius is also unable to treat you as a family member because of the same problem... When you were in Clos Bell before, the vague sense of separation between you you mentioned is not fake. Although. I am sure that he wants to change this awkward way, and indeed he should have made corresponding efforts...but it really is because Ling herself did not completely abandon the past."
Before the voice was over, the power conductor communication on Heliga's waist suddenly rang. Seeing Oribat’s funny big face flashing on the screen, Heilijia was speechless: Esther and the others are really fast enough, and they have rushed into the embassy of the enemy country and put Oribat from his sleep. Did Zhonghou wake up?