Within the steel siege, north of Dotland, although the terrain is on the high side, the interior of the Hetao is mostly plain and hilly, and there are few high places like the drinking slope of Altun Ridge, and the palace of Arton is one of the eye-catching.

The majestic royal palace is built against the stone, sitting in the north and looking south, overlooking all beings.

The lower and first half of the stone were built into the royal palace, and the steep mountain behind it was carved by generations of emperors to create a magnificent royal garden.

The garden is bounded by the Royal Library Palace, and is divided into the martial arts court in the northwest and the Falin in the northeast.

The queen is known as the Holy Flame, and she has extraordinary attainments in magic practice, in addition to dealing with government affairs on weekdays, most of them practice spells on the side of the beautiful Falin, although they often enter the library hall to browse, but they rarely set foot on the side of the martial court.

Today, however, Her Majesty is in a very good mood.

Dressed in lake-colored slim clothes and a gorgeous long sword with a dazzling cold glow, he danced beautifully alone in the depths of the martial court, on a secluded green grass.

I saw Her Majesty the Queen coming and going, the sword shadow overflowing, every move and style were all upright and magnificent, like thunder when you go, and like a cloud of gloom when you close, which makes people daunting.

The maid chief Mia watched quietly from a distance, she didn't know martial arts, but after all, she was always with the queen, and she still had the vision, and she rarely saw Her Majesty use this set of thundercloud sword skills handed down by the royal family, and when she saw it, she couldn't help but be amazed.

Who knows, at this time, a very discordant voice came from the end of the meadow:

"It's a mess, it's a mess!"

Mia frowned, Her Majesty was perfect in her heart, of course she couldn't tolerate others slandering her like this, but when she followed the prestige, the rebuttal that she was about to blurt out was swallowed back again.

Her Majesty was not annoyed, shook the sword flower slightly, collected the long sword in a piece of gold and silver brilliance, and said with a chuckle:

"Aunt Kassandra, you're a modern-day sword master, and of course you don't like my three-legged cat skills. ”

The visitor was dressed in a purple satin sword robe, with a dark rust-colored sword pinned to his waist, except for the gilded shawls of the Royal Praetorian Guards, which was the most standard of a swordsman's best suit.

Mia wanted to speak again and again, precisely because she saw clearly the peak legend of the empire's swordsmanship, the aunt of Queen Fiona:

Kassandra San Andres.

A slightly curly long golden hair, tied back by Kassandra at will, with two faint dark circles under her eyes, not only does not look old, but looks like she has applied natural eye shadow, plus the pair of narrow crescent eyes, which makes her look as if she is smiling all the time.

I saw her approaching with her hands down, wrinkling her pointed nose, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, it's not as good as Freya." ”

Fiona spread her hands indifferently, pointed to a pavilion, and led Kassandra to walk with her: "Freya's swordsmanship was taught by you personally, and I don't compare with her." ”

Kassandra looked at Fiona's appearance and scolded with a little hatred:

"Isn't all her talent up to you, if you can concentrate on swordsmanship, your achievements will definitely be above mine. ”

Mia had already prepared tea beside her, and without waiting for the two of them to sit down in the pavilion, she hurriedly brought a set of simple and elegant porcelain cups and walked over.

"Not to mention swordsmanship, I'm running out of time to practice magic," Fiona unsheathed a long sigh of relief and asked, "Speaking of today's annual plan of the military department, you are the commander of the Royal Praetorian Guard, is it really good not to attend?"

"Are you going to get out of the walls next year?"

"How is it possible, I have to sneak up on the drinking water slope, I really want to run out of the siege, and the six departments will not make a fuss?"

Kassandra clasped her hands to her chest, leaned against a hollow carved pavilion pillar, and pouted disdainfully: "Hmph, then there will be no changes in the Royal Praetorian Guard next year, what am I going to do to join in the fun?"

Fiona took the warm handkerchief that Mia had prepared, and wiped her hands calmly, looking unexpected: "It's you..."

"Speaking of outstanding talent, that Dragon Chapter Joseph, I also saw it a few times back then, and I didn't think it was very good at that time..."

Kassandra didn't answer, but just turned her right hand into a fist, and simply made a fight, with a look of endless aftertaste, and then shook her head regretfully:

"But now that I've seen this unfinished set of "Dragon Fist", it's really... I really underestimated the world's talents..."

Fiona didn't know the power of this set of boxing techniques, the seemingly simple posture, even if it was only supplemented by a superficial battle gang, could immediately form an extremely sharp killing move.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look dark, and sighed: "I asked myself if I knew a lot about people, but I didn't expect to send such people outside the wall for help..."

Kassandra slowly released her fist and looked at the empty palm, she didn't seem to intend to comfort Fiona at all, but said to herself:

"I specialize in swordsmanship, and I haven't made much progress in recent years, I thought that I was already at the top of the road, and there was no way to advance, but now it seems that there is still a way to go in the way of swordsmanship, haha, there is a lot to be done, there is a lot to be done..."

Fiona held her cheeks leisurely, looked at her aunt, who was a little nervous, and couldn't help but think: She is already a ninth-level cultivator, if she can go further, then...

Is the empire finally going to give birth to a hero-level martial artist again?

""Dragon Fist" is not finished yet, you also have to help improve it together, otherwise it would be a pity~"

Kassandra nodded vigorously when she heard this, but then said with some discouragement:

"In addition to swordsmanship, I have only practiced kicking skills for a few years, and in terms of fists and feet alone, maybe I am not as good as Joseph's kid, if I really want to improve the "Dragon Fist", at most I can only give some suggestions on the use of Zhan Gang, which will not be of much help to most martial arts below the general level. ”

"This matter is not in a hurry, you can study and study it together next time a famous master talks about martial arts. ”

Fiona took a sip from her teacup, hooked her hand at Mia, and motioned for her to hand over a booklet:

"I recently got another breathing method from my teacher, and I think you'll be interested in that too. ”

Kassandra took the pamphlet and looked at it, only to see that the handwriting on it was particularly fresh, apparently not long after it was written: "Hmm, isn't the old man an elemental lord?

In the presence of Jewel, Kassandra was not interested in the methods that the magicians had studied, and was very unimpressed.

But who knew that after a few pages of hastily flipped through the pages, her eyes burst out with a strange fanatical light, and she honestly turned back to the first page, looked at it from the beginning, and muttered:

"It's... It's not nourishment, it's irrigation...... No, it's a wash! It's more domineering than a thundercloud breath, it's too dangerous!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, you go back and study slowly, this method is excellent, but the teacher also said that this is not suitable for women to practice..."

Fiona hurriedly clapped her hands, came to a manual anti-addiction, and saw that this martial idiot aunt glared at her with some annoyance, and then continued:

"Freya is extremely talented and at the right age, I want to see if this breathing method can be adjusted a little......

Kassandra nodded violently, a bundle of long golden hair swaying behind her, like a horse ready to go out for a walk, wagging her tail happily:

"If you don't say it, I'll change it. Well, yes, Freya has good bones, can stand the toss, it's good, just ask her to try..."

Fiona heard a black line, as if something was wrong, and quickly waved her hand and persuaded:

"Freya recently went to the foreign military camp to cultivate, you should study first..."

Kassandra slapped her forehead and said suddenly, "Alien barracks? Speaking of which, Carlos said that he wanted to follow, but I didn't agree. ”

Fiona leaned lazily back in her chair and tilted her head and asked, "Why don't you agree?" Although he is your personal student, he is also Freya's personal guard captain after all, so let him go?"

Kassandra narrowed her eyes and said disapprehantly: "This kid looks loyal and honest, but in fact, he is very arrogant, is the princess only practicing in the military camp this time? I don't know what your mother and daughter are planning? What should I do if I am stirred up by this kid?"

"But Freya is only afraid that she is also messing around, and no one is close to me, I am still a little uneasy, something is really wrong, I'm afraid that Camp will not have time to make a move. ”

"Nonsense, you mean..."

Fiona stroked her forehead, looked at the delicate ceiling in the pavilion, and sighed weakly:

"That's right, I received a report from Camp that this girl has played that trick of Rose Fragrance again, and just served a secret prostitute tavern two days ago..."

Kassandra also raised her head and looked at smallpox together: "Who asked you to show her the "General History of the Five Families", I also like the first generation of Rose family masters!

Fiona smiled bitterly and shrugged helplessly: "So let Carlos follow." ”

"No, he's at a critical time these days, and I'll send someone to keep an eye on it over there. ”

Kassandra turned her back and waved her hand impatiently, reading it word by word, but she didn't mean to continue.

Fiona shook her head helplessly, instructed Mia to prepare Kassandra's food for the next few weeks, and then floated back to the front hall with her shiny and gorgeous sword.