In a tall tower in Lac City, it is relatively isolated from the rest of the world, and can perceive everything that is happening around it, but it is not easily visited.

Bill Issop was in the tower's room, standing at a table, pouring tea.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing.

Bite.

Although there are few visitors.

But there are always visitors.

The black-haired young man didn't know where or when he appeared, he stood quietly beside Bill, raised his hand, the metal wrapped around his arm stretched to the palm of his hand, and the jewel-like muzzle of the cannon was aimed at Bill's head.

"Hello, Mr. Ed Ansendeir. Bill's hand was still holding the teapot, keeping the pouring motion.

After saying hello, the tea, which had not continued to pour because of a slight pause in its movements, entered the cup from the spout of the pot again, drawing a graceful brown arc.

"Where is he. Ed ignored the politeness and said directly.

"Who are you talking about?" Bill smiled, "The Isopp family doesn't have what you're looking for. ”

"So, is your family trying to bear my wrath alone?" As if smiling angrily, the corners of Eddard's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc, "Tell her that those are the missions in the prophecy - are they really not trying to kill her?"

Bill's hand paused, "Everything in the prophecy points to her, isn't it—Mr. Ed doesn't know?"

"You don't have enough evidence – and let her bear it all. Ed's voice seemed to freeze everything.

His azure eyes grew darker.

"In times like these, everyone has a share of responsibility. It is my duty to inform Miss Fitney of those important matters. Bill's voice became a little cold.

"Very well, then, it is inevitable to pay the price. Seeing this, Ed said.

The color of the gemstone gradually becomes more intense.

The next moment, you can blow up the target's head.

"Stop, Eddard. A voice came from another person's room. Bill's expression changed, and he was about to speak, but was interrupted, "Bill, it's hard work - this matter should be borne by me alone, I asked you to talk to Lornay about those things." ”

Bill shook his head and sighed.

"Besides, it's me you're looking for, Eddard. The voice said again.

Ed was silent for a moment, the color on the gem silently fading, and he finally let go of his hand and walked towards the room.

Click.

Opening the door, Ed walked into the room and looked at the figure sitting on the couch not far away.

"Sure enough—it's you. Ed wasn't shocked, but sighed.

"Ah, it's me. Useless people always have a big life. The man replied.

The blonde youth had a handsome face that only Ed could surpass, but that didn't matter, the important thing was that almost no one thought he was alive.

—Grade Midrus.

"The magician summoned by Lornay didn't kill me, I woke up in the ruins and was brought back to the kingdom by Bill, who had followed the prophecy. A small smile appeared on Grede's face, "But I'm 'dead'." ”

"These things don't matter - don't you know to ...... her" Ed didn't show such a good temper.

"You love her so much that you're angry about it. Grade's words made Ed stunned, "But just to be angry that she's going to take on some unnecessary responsibility for knowing the prophecy, or—to ...... because I provided her with the ideas she provided to bring her closer to the truth of your existence?"

Edmer was silent.

"Lonay is smart, so smart that he often habitually doubts himself - either because he doubts missed an opportunity and ends up blaming himself for not being involved in the possibility of change, or he makes a choice and understands everything and-"

"Enough. Ed interrupted, "That prophecy ......"

"You're wrong. The things she wanted to do weren't necessarily because of prophecy. Even without the things Bill was talking about, she would do it – you know why. ”

"I don't know. ”

Ed's rare "ignorance" did not please Gray, and he pointed to the wall not far away.

"To keep an eye on the conference hall, Bill has a practical alchemy prop there. ”

Then, Ed saw a picture gradually appear on the snow-white wall.

In the conference hall, the table that had been placed in the center was moved to the side, and the two "protagonists" standing in the center, separated from the circle of onlookers, stood out, and at the same time, the only woman stood out.

The white-haired girl was still dressed for the wedding, with only her coat off - a sword in her hand.

The man opposite, Robert Midrus, was also holding an identical sword.

"Uncle Robert's swordsmanship is not bad, even surpassing most people. Gray looked at the scene and said.

Ed just watched the scene and didn't speak.

In the conference hall, the atmosphere can be described as subtle.

"I'm sorry, Miss Duke—I can't watch a man of great importance to the kingdom die. Robert said to Phytenay.

The Duke of Wizdem insisted on taking part in this dangerous operation, and offered to prove that he could do it by fighting.

The Wyzdem family's training has always been rigorous, and if Fitney had been in the family for many years, they might have believed that she was capable of doing it, but the history of her departure from the kingdom of Luther was well known......

All in all, it's an excuse, and I don't trust this girl to be able to do it.

"Studied under Mr. Claude. Fitney didn't say much, the tip of her sword pointing to the ground.

Robert set up his starting hand.

"Please...... Point to point. Misse looked very embarrassed as he stepped aside, "Start—"

Robert took the lead with his left leg and slashed at Fitney, who raised his hand and took a step back after a standard block.

Robert slashed left and right, and Fitney blocked them in time.

Both stepped back, sword in hand, their footsteps inadvertently moving around the clearing as the standoff began—the initial tentative play was just the beginning.

When ——!

Robert attacked again, this time slashing hard, as if he didn't think Fitney could withstand it—she was just a girl with little strength, after all.

Surprisingly, Fitney blocked with her sword, and the expression on her face did not change in the slightest, at this time, she suddenly changed her pace, wrapped her sword close-

She quietly unloaded Robert's strength and unceremoniously threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw in front of him!

Exclamations rang out.

Swordsmanship duels do not mean that hand-to-hand combat is inadmissible, on the contrary, hand-to-hand combat other than swordsmanship is an important part of the swordsmanship duel in the Kingdom of Luther, but these generals did not expect Fitnair to be so familiar with it.

Or maybe they always thought that there would be no such content in women's swordsmanship courses.

Robert was also very surprised, but he quickly stood up—