"You guy! What the hell did you do to my sister! ”

- Alan

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"Forget it, look at the old immortal face, spare your life. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After smiling and retracting the sword, the blonde man moved with a heavy face, turned into a light and shadow with a "whoosh", and rushed towards Frey empty-handed.

Looking at the holy sword in Frey's hand, there was no trace of fear at all, not even a trace of vigilance.

Chop with the holy sword in hand? Isn't that still glittering chaff?

"Be careful!" Geraint, who had previously learned how powerful a blonde man was, shouted when he saw that Frey was about to take the blow head-on.

The other wounded paladins and crusaders all looked at Frey, frowning worriedly.

After all, the strength of the blonde man to make them seriously injured and fall to the ground with a wave of his sword should not be underestimated.

"What!" But Frey's next action made everyone break out in a cold sweat, and even the blonde man who rushed towards Frey couldn't help but exhale in surprise.

"Click!" I saw Frey thrust the "sword in the stone" in his hand into the deck, let go of the sword, and clenched his fist to meet the rushing blonde man.

"Don't look down on people!" Frey really couldn't bear the insult of "let you have a sword, spare you from death".

"Heh, you have backbone, but since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!" The blonde man was a little surprised by Frey's actions, but even more appreciative.

The fist, which had originally used less than half of its strength, suddenly clenched, and in a flash, it met Frey's fist.

"Yikes!" Frey, who swung his fist, shouted, and the black flames that erupted in his fist also rolled wildly under the effect of the blue wind streaks, and swung head-on towards the blonde man's flash of holy light.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided together, and under the collision of the three energies, they once again set off a violent fluctuation in the air, making Geraint and the injured soldier on the side a little unstable.

The opposing two also slashed backwards in two different directions due to the powerful explosion between their fists, leaving several meters of marks on the deck with their feet.

The five knuckles of the fists of the two men protruded, and blood also began to drip downward.

"Hahahaha!" The two froze for a moment, and the blonde man let go of his fist and looked at the blood flowing from the knuckle protrusions, and laughed excitedly.

After all, it's been a long time since I've seen myself bleed.

"Force of Nature, interesting, really interesting!" After the blonde man was talking to himself, he kicked his feet and rushed towards Frey excitedly.

"Humph!" Frey also snorted coldly, with a hint of battle intent in his eyes, and rushed forward.

"Bang bang bang!" The two who jumped together suddenly changed their painting style.

The battle between the knight and the knight rank before is completely gone.

In this way, they punched each other with you and me, smashing each other's faces, hands, and bodies, and there were back and forth confrontations.

The surrounding space was also sending out strong concussions as the two of them landed on each other's fists.

"These two ...... What the hell is going on! Geraint, who was on the side, was also stunned by the strange way the two of them fought.

In the face of the opponent's fist, there was no trace of wanting to dodge at all, and even took the initiative to catch it with his body.

With a hearty fighting pleasure in his eyes, his mouth that was about to be punched crooked by the other party kept punching "Ya Ya Ya!" Screamed.

It's not like two knights fighting as they should, it's more like two drunken street hooligans fighting together.

There are no skills or tactics to speak of, let alone any conspiracy or conspiracy, there is just a face-to-face collision of strength and momentum between two men who do not dodge and retreat.

Blood and sweat were flying, and the hearty hand-to-hand combat completely shocked Geraint and the soldiers on the side.

The hairs stood on end, and there was a tingling sensation all over the body.

"Is this a real battle between the strong without any secret calculations?" Geraint even swallowed a mouthful of saliva in amazement.

Compared to his own unscrupulous and despicable tricks in battle, or maybe this is a real battle between men and men who are dignified and undodging!

"Bang!" As the two threw their final punches, two lines of blood and sweat also splashed together.

Frey fell limply backwards from an uppercut, blood and sweat splattering upwards and glittering in the sunlight.

The blonde man was hit in the stomach with a straight punch, and his knees fell forward, splashing blood and sweat downward, leaving a dark red trail of blood on the deck of the battleship.

"Hahaha!" The blonde man who had fallen forward laughed contentedly again.

"Huh!" Facing back to the sky, Frey, who was lying on the deck with a large character, also let out a slight sneer.

"What's your name?" After laughing for a while, the blonde man gasped for a while before he struggled to move his head and look at Frey, who had fallen to the ground like himself.

"Frey Roland, you impudent fellow, don't you know to report someone's name before asking for it." Frey said his name, but he couldn't help but complain.

"I'm sorry to have been out of the crowd for too long and forgot about it, Alan Pendragon apologizes."

"Pendragon?" Hearing this surname, Frey also looked up and looked at Allen, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog like himself.

This surname, in the Holy Land, is definitely someone associated with the royal family.

"You two, what are you doing! …… Well? Elder brother...... Brother? Anna, who had just arrived on the side, looked at that face and said tentatively in surprise.

I really couldn't believe that the person in front of me who was lying on the ground like a dead dog was my brother who ran out of the fortress and the city walls in a fit of anger - Alan Pendragon.

"Anna~ My sister is really so cute." The blonde Alan also weakly stretched out a hand and gestured to Anna.

"Humph!" But when Anna got her identity confirmed, she suddenly sank her face and stepped on it, "I've been out for so long, and I haven't been eaten by monsters?" ”

Geraint on the side was also a little surprised and muttered in a low voice, "His Royal Highness Prince Allen? Isn't it already dead? Could it be that after so many years of leaving the protection of the Holy Land, he really survived alone? ”

After that, Anna also "clicked" and kept stepping on Allen's body hard and again.

"Finally willing to come back?"

"Do you know how long Sister Anne cried when you ran away, the paladin couldn't even find your bones on the edge of the royal capital!"

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"Stop...... Stop it! I'm going to die......" Alan also wailed at Anna's feet and begged for mercy.

"Anna's brother?" Looking at the "harmonious" scene of the two siblings, Frey also moved his head and took a closer look at this guy who "fell from the sky".

He has short blonde hair of the same color as King Arthur's hair, a blue nose and swollen face, and his facial features seem to be somewhat similar to Arthur.

Through the frequency of Anna and Allen's conversations, and the title of King Arthur as "old and immortal", Frey can already conclude that the relationship between the two of them was definitely not bad.

At least all stand on the united front of "hating Arthur".

After all, there are only a handful of people in Anna who are willing to speak, let alone say so much.

After stepping on Alan for a while, Anna came to Frey's side, helped Frey up, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with her delicate hand.

"Huh? This! Allen, who pretended to be dead, also opened his eyes in disbelief when he saw this scene.

Such a gentle Anna, in Alan's memory, obviously ceased to exist after their uncle died.

After the "royal bloodbath" that year, Anna's temperament has changed drastically, and she has become that indifferent, arrogant, and sadistic fighting maniac who never ends.

But now he helped Frey up, and gently scratched the blood at the corner of his mouth for Frey with his hand.

"What the hell did you guys do to Anna!" Relying on his man's intuition, Alan also grabbed Frey's collar at once, absolutely not believing that Anna would be so gentle with a person who was not related to him.