"Damn Baron Andrew!" Raymond slammed his fist on the city wall and scolded angrily, "He actually sent all half of the squadron of private soldiers!

The housekeeper Mokel walked up to Lear with a dark face, pointed to one of the other team, and whispered, "Lord Count, the younger brother of Sinikova, was a junior swordsman at the time. It is said that he served under Grand Duke Mikhail. ”

The man stood at the front of the queue, surrounded by four guards who were dressing him in the most orthodox swordsman armor hundreds of years ago, and it took him more than ten minutes to put it on. The man was shrouded in a thick tin can, with only a cross-shaped gap in his helmet.

Lear cried and laughed and said, "Is he crazy, knowing that his opponent is a swordsman, and still wearing armor?"

Raymond asked suspiciously, "My lord, aren't you going to fight in armor?"

Lear shook his head and said, "No one would wear such bulky armor." If I had a particularly good magic armor, I might wear it, but this special armor is so heavy that it is a big burden for anyone. And weight is not the biggest problem, the armor's joints are not flexible enough is the fatal flaw. At most, we Homan swordsmen only wear metal chest armor, and those who have money can buy magic leather armor, and the best one is naturally dragon scale armor, but unfortunately it is too rare. ”

"He can only fight for ten minutes with this armor, and after ten minutes, this armor is an elegy for funeral. I said Raymond, you swordsmen here don't really wear this kind of armor, do you?" Lear was speechless, unless it was the kind of person who was born with divine powers, or a royal orc with pure blood, a junior swordsman wore this kind of thing purely to seek death.

Raymond said: "My lord, he just knows that there are swordsmen here to wear armor, and all those of us in the east and north of Crorus who have swordsmen to compete with swords will wear armor, and the heavier the armor, the more popular it is, and those who do not have heavy armor will be looked down upon." ”

"Why is that?" Lear couldn't understand. Because of the fighting spirit, the armor is too thin and useless, but if the armor is too heavy, it will seriously affect the battle.

"I don't know, maybe it's just custom. Raymond said.

The housekeeper interjected: "The vanity of men and the nymphomaniac of women are mixed together to make a cup of bitter wine of death." Dressed in splendid armor and concealed in a helmet, the moment you lift your helmet is the most elegant moment for a man—at least we women think so. ”

Lear shook his head, and when he saw Afra, he turned his head and asked with a smile, "What do you think, Afra?"

Afra looked at her in a panic, her hands clasped together, not knowing what to say.

"Nasty, I'm so stupid. Why am I so nervous every time I'm in front of Lear, I really want to talk to him, but ......"

Seeing Afra's reaction, Lear smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I won't eat you again." Don't even dare to speak, you won't have walked out of the mountains of Belém. ”

Hearing him say this, Afra's face flushed because Lear was right.

The housekeeper walked over and took Afra's arm and said to Lear angrily, "Our young lady doesn't like to go out, the road outside is so narrow and mountainous, she will be scared when she sees it......"

Afra looked at the housekeeper pitifully, her eyes full of pleading, trying to get the housekeeper not to say anything about her shame.

"Anyway, our young lady doesn't like to be outside!" the housekeeper stopped talking immediately.

Lear stared at Afra for a long time, and the word "otaku" popped into his head.

"Little Niss is at home due to illness, but Afra is so old that she hasn't left this town yet, this is simply a super otaku. She will fall into a coma when she sees a dead person, and even faint when she sees someone in the night, and she doesn't dare to go down the mountain, she is simply afraid of heights, and she really looks like a fragile glass person. ”

Afra sneaks a glance at him and realizes that he is looking at herself, and quickly turns her head shyly, leaving Lear with a side face.

Under the morning light, her side face was covered with a faint golden light, and the shame on her face spread to her white neck, her neck was slender and graceful, and she was like a shy white swan at the moment.

The housekeeper looked at Afra and sighed worriedly: "Afra is too timid and too shy, otherwise she will definitely be able to enter the social circle of the capital of the principality, become the flower of the principality, and marry a big nobleman." She has a crush on Lear now, but she shouldn't be too deep, after all, whoever stares at her, she will be shy. ”

At this moment, an archer approached from outside the castle and shot an arrow with a war letter tied to it.

Raymond opened the war book and saw that it was in Crucian and translated it to Lear. The war book condemns Lear for killing Pinkov's son, and he will duel Lear. There are two types of duels, and Lear chooses one. One is a sword battle between two swordsmen, and the other is a battle between the two sides leading all the horses to the death. It was Boris.

Everyone around them looked nervously at Lear, waiting for him to make a decision.

Lear smiled, looked around, drew his sword in anticipation, raised it high, and shouted, "I'll go down and fight him." For the glory of the swordsman, for the town of Belém, for our Afra!"

Lear's dedication touched the big man Raymond, who also raised his sword and shouted, "For Afra!"

The militiamen shouted in unison: "For Afra!"

The sound shook the sky, and Lear and Afra met their eyes.

Afra subconsciously turned her head, blushing, biting her lower lip with her teeth, trying to look back at him several times, but never had the courage.

Lear didn't expect Afra to say even a word of encouragement, and was slightly disappointed, turned around, and was about to jump from the five-meter-high wall to meet him.

However, when he took the first step, Afra miraculously whispered, "Wait a minute......"

Lear suddenly turned around, and Afra was embarrassed, and slowly took out a folded handkerchief and held it in her hand. She wanted to hand it to Lear, but she couldn't bear his aggressive gaze and tilted her head shyly.

Lear looked at Afra, who was blushing to the base of his ears, and felt a touch of emotion in his heart. Because in the Starry Sky Continent, a woman gives her personal handkerchief to a man, which has a different meaning - the worst degree is also to indicate that the woman likes to be with him, and under normal circumstances, a girl giving a handkerchief is a sign of agreeing to the relationship.

"She didn't even dare to go down the mountain, and she would be nervous and shy even when she saw strangers, but she gave me a handkerchief in public, which shows how determined she was. ”

The maids who knew Afra all looked at the mistress dumbfounded, and even if they saw it with their own eyes, they did not believe that it was true.

"I must be dazzled!" the housekeeper Mokel rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Lear strode over to Afra and picked up the handkerchief.

I saw Afra Sakura's lips open slightly, and a subtle voice like a heavenly voice came into Lear's ears: "This, this is embroidered by my own hands, please rest assured to fight, I will wait for your triumphant return! Come on, my knight chief!" she said with all her strength and the courage of her life.

Lear placed the handkerchief to his nose and inhaled it deeply, and Afra's body was refreshing, and then he kissed the handkerchief fiercely and put it in his dimensional bag.

Immediately there was an earth-shattering roar and whistle in the castle, and the young men who adored Lear cheered loudly.

Afra was even more shy, and she even felt Lear's kiss on her body, and her fair neck was dyed red again.

Lear jumped from the castle and landed firmly on the ground, walking towards Boris, who was wearing full body armor.