The indifferent Dalton attacked again without warning, and the moment the sword was swung, Lu Sien could already see a transparent wave of qi rushing towards him!

"Bell ——!"

At the moment of parrying and blocking, the thin figure landed on the ground with a backflip by inertia, dragging an afterimage, and pounced towards Dalton.

He had fought the Apostles of the Evil Gods and seen the methods of the black-haired wizards, knowing that if he wanted to defeat them, he could not give them respite or time to cast spells.

You can't even snap your fingers!

The roar of the Force Shock exploded behind him, and the place where he had stood a moment ago had turned into a dirt pit, and the gray-eyed boy had bullied Dalton within three steps, his right hand straight to the door.

The motionless wizard's right hand was raised, and the sword was pressed into Luthen's throat.

"Ding ——!"

The dragon knight's spear in his left hand blocked the edge of the sword with his backhand, and the short sword in his right hand slashed in a long arc, like a fish in water, "swimming" towards the wizard's chest.

Syllable!

In a silent moment, Lu Sien only felt that the wrists of both hands were suddenly "smashed" at the same time, and the trajectory of the sword blade immediately deviated.

Oops!

The gray-eyed boy who didn't have time to retreat twisted his waist, and his thin body rolled clockwise in midair, and the blade of the stabbing sword slid through the tips of his flying hair, bringing a piercing killing intent.

Just as he hit the ground, it was as if he had been hit in his ankle again, and Lusen, who had lost his balance, fell almost straight back.

Dalton's missed bayonet sword almost slashed at him head-on.

The slender blade of the sword, a dazzling fire slashed across the spine of the barely parried short sword, barely deflecting the fatal blow, and the sound of hunting wind passed past the ears.

"Bang ——!"

The gray-eyed boy who fell to the ground had no time to worry about it, and rolled over on the side of the opponent's attack once again approaching the previous one, and while parrying and dodging, he did not forget to make a backhand feint and stabbed Dalton in the flank.

As expected, this attack was blocked by the opponent again, and Luceen, whose scalp was numb, could only be sure that the wizard was using a "hovering charm", a low-level spell that Loren said was "very practical, but always too late".

Because although it has a low cost and has an emergency effect, it requires the caster's full attention to ensure power and direction... When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, it's really chicken, and Loren rarely uses it.

But Dalton Kander... However, he used this "chicken rib" low-level spell to knock out four of his own attacks in less than a second, each time hitting the wrist joint within half a step.

It's not a life-sacrificing raid like the Knights of Oath, and it's the tricks and counter-routines that a dark-haired wizard is best at, but it's a precision attack that is everywhere and all the time.

For a moment, he felt that there was not a wizard standing in front of him, who seemed unsuspecting, but a wall, an impenetrable wall!

"The response was flexible. ”

Dalton's cold voice sounded again, still without the slightest emotion: "Adaptability... Extremely bad!"

The gray-eyed boy was startled, his body subconsciously tensed, and he completed the whole set of dodge actions in a stressful instant.

Forehead, armpits, heart, elbows, knees......

Lun jumped up and down as if she were dancing, her body dancing to the rhythm.

It's just that this is a dance of death that can kill him at any time!

............................................................

...... a day ago

"Lusen... The illegitimate son of the Wirtz family?"

Dalton Kander, who frowned slightly, glanced at the black-haired wizard: "You want to let a duke's own brother, the head of the Empire's banner, be the commander?"

"I couldn't find a better fit, um... The Holy Cross testified. Loren, who chuckled, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands helplessly: "He has been to the Dragon King City, he has been alone in the Broken Boundary Mountain Fortress for several years, he has confronted all kinds of demons and monsters, and evil god apostles, what reason do I have not to use him?"

"What can these be called reasons?" Dalton asked rhetorically, "You want a man who knows nothing about the Void and only knows how to fight hard to command a group of witchers?"

"Of course, he's a pretty good commander - at least a thousand men, better than me. The black-haired wizard nodded firmly, and then smiled flatteringly: "As for the issues involving various wizarding departments... I have the great Dalton Candle Mentor here, what's there to worry about?"

He was answered by the disdainful snort of the Mentor, and a deep disgust for the flattering gaze.

"You can test it out for yourself, just by the standards of the Night's Watch. Loren tilted his head and said casually: "As long as you promise to take a breath, you can toss as you like." ”

"Let me toss. Dalton's eyes were playful: "Can you give it up?"

"Uh... It's almost gone, he's just been seriously injured. ”

The black-haired wizard tugged at the corners of his mouth, and as if he had suddenly thought of something, he quickly added, "Oh, yes! The test is fine, but it's best not to irritate him too much." ”

"How so... Lusen is very good, but sometimes he is also stubborn - he is the type who can kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred in order to win......"

....................................

Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800?

This is clearly a way to play with the same end!

In the whistling sound of the short sword tearing through the air, from a distance of five steps, Dalton could feel the naked upper-body young man opposite, which was like a real murderous aura.

In other words, it is impossible to get him to admit defeat obediently... Even if he was pressed against his neck by the tip of his sword, he would not hesitate to bump into it in order to win.

With a cold snort, Dalton, whose face was a little pale, took the initiative to dodge backwards, dodging the attack range of the gray-pupiled youth's twin swords;

From the moment of the engagement, this was Dalton's first voluntary retreat, and Lusen, who seemed to sense a turning point, immediately pounced excitedly.

The moment he got closer, the short sword stabbed out of his right hand was knocked down again, and the gray-eyed boy who had expected it turned into a slash, and at the same time, the sharp blade of his left hand slashed up and down, targeting the wizard's neck and right hand!

Faced with the killing move that pounced at the same time, the expressionless Dalton only took a half step back, dodging the horizontal slash at the neck, and with a wave of his sword, he stabbed the gray-eyed boy's left hand to the armpit.

Half a step away, let Lusen feel like he was on the edge of the abyss!

When the feint attack was discovered, he completely fell into passivity, and once he was hit by the bayonet, he had to lose at least one arm.

Almost instantly, the desperate Lusen gritted his teeth and elbows, and slammed his arm into the back half of the bayonet, and with the inertia of dodging, threw himself into the air.

"Poof——!

Blood-stained blade!

Following the path of his retreat, puddles of marks were left on the ground, and his entire left arm was dyed red.

Gasping for breath and falling to his knees with a "poof", it took two seconds for Lusen to wake himself up, his heartbeat constantly accelerating, as if he could already feel death approaching.

tried his best, but he couldn't even touch a single cold hair on the other party's body;

It's... How frightening.

Suddenly looking up, Luceen's eyes turned gray-blue again, and the thin figure flashed, brushing the edges to dodge the wizard's yet another unforeseen "Force Impact", and ghostly pounced on it again.

He's different......

Although it was only for a moment, the strong void reaction was absolutely real, and more importantly, the momentum on his body became different.

Dalton's eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at the figure that lunged at him.

The embarrassed, hurried figure that could sacrifice his life......

Although it was only for a moment, Dalton knew very well that he had not spared his hand, and the sword that stabbed him in the armpit should have pierced directly through his temple!

But he actually saw through it, and he found a way to fight back.

This is not because the young man in front of him understands his intentions, but because of the instinctive reaction of his body, which is a subconscious action of "exercising" by wandering on the edge of life and death again and again, in the fight of death again and again, looking for the last ray of life.

It is not to actively seek death, but to swim against the current and seek survival from death.

"Smack!"

The "Hover Charm" without warning, this time it hit Luceen's forehead... Even if the strengthened consciousness is able to make the most reasonable judgment quickly, it does not mean that the body can react.

The expressionless Dalton figure was on the side, letting go of the gray-eyed boy's sword with all his might;

High-level spells, Force Impact.

"Bang ——!"

Without warning, the figure of the gray-eyed boy once again flew out upside down like a cannonball.

Dalton Kander knew very well that that day, Loren deliberately diverted the topic and did not answer himself.

He knew what he wanted to say.

The illegitimate son of the Wirtz family, Lusen must have the eye of the Grand Duke of Wirtz, who was once the youngest flag commander in Broken Mountains, and a confidant of Crown Prince Connad.

Such a person with a complex resume and a complex identity cannot be trusted.

Rather than finding any evidence, Dalton also believed that a man who would follow Loren to the Glacial Wastes to find the Dragon King City because of his oath must be a loyal madman.

Treachery... Sometimes that doesn't mean disloyalty, and Dalton, a former night watchman, knows that better than anyone else.

But Loren Turin decided to trust him, and in this way he wanted to trust him, believing that he would defend this new legion as his own, even if it cost him his life.

Yes, it's like when he was at the Wimpal Academy, a certain madman used a similar method, proving again and again that he was loyal to the Academy.

Looking at the gray-eyed boy with his upper body naked, Dalton faintly remembered the "apprentice" who almost died with the vampire......

Then his face was even darker.

"Bell ——!"

In the face of Dalton's raging storm and unpredictable non-stop stabbing attacks, even Lusen, who ignited the serpentine rune, was still extremely difficult and could only parry.

As long as there is one chance, one time, you can turn defeat into victory!

The gray-eyed boy who was doing his best had already tried his best, looking for the only gap in the "Sword Rain", and then stepped forward without hesitation.

The narrow blade of the sword grazed his neck, but he did not dodge;

A little cold tore open the tendons of his shoulder, but he didn't look back;

Covered in blood, Lusen held up a stubborn face to death, and rushed towards the impenetrable wall in front of him.

Time seemed to stand still, and he finally found a gap in Dalton's defense, which was the range he was attacking... As long as you pass through this range, you can deceive him within half a step, and this short distance is definitely too late to cast a spell!

The thin figure leaned again, dodging the fatal blow and completely losing its balance, and the gray-eyed boy finally seized the opportunity and slammed his sword into Dalton's wrist, and the sword fell in response.

Looking at Lusen, who had "disarmed", Dalton Kander was expressionless.

He only showed his right hand, which had been hidden behind him, and held another sharp blade in his hand.

Ruthen's eyes widened.

Is that... Bright Silver?!

The moment the gray-blue sword flickered, he finally closed his eyes.

Within half a step, it's definitely too late to dodge... A desperate blow to himself, in exchange for a chance to die.

"Bang ——!"

The expected pain didn't come, and Lusen, who threw himself into the air, fell straight and flat again, and his whole body fell to the ground.

Well?

It took a full five seconds for the gray-eyed boy to realize that he was still alive, and he didn't feel any pain on his body... What it was like to be pierced by bright silver, he still knew.

"You won. ”

Dalton's cold voice came from behind him, and a broken bayonet sword was thrown in front of Lusen: "I am willing to gamble and lose, I will respect your opinion... Ninety-six people, not a single one of them was dismissed. ”

Extremely shocked, Lu Sien hurriedly got up and gasped sharply:

"Why?"

If you hit that moment just now, 100% of the people who died were yourself... No, counting the situation when every attack I used to attack before, a hundred deaths are enough!

Why... Suddenly let yourself go again?

The gray-eyed boy couldn't understand it at all, could it be that this wizard just wanted to test his strength and see if he was qualified to be the commander of this army?

It's impossible... With that moment of murderous aura, he was 100% sure that Dalton Kander was planning to kill him!

The expressionless Dalton didn't bother to explain at all, and slowly turned away, leaving behind a gray-eyed boy with a dull face.

He already has a case.

a captain who risked his life to defend a group of defeated soldiers;

A madman who can sell himself to an evil god in order to fight his enemies;

A man who is accustomed to fighting in the face of adversity and seeking to die for his life;

Such a fellow, let him face the most invincible enemy, the danger of death, with a group of people who are also not afraid of death to shine in despair......

It couldn't be more appropriate.

Of course, this group of allegiance who is not afraid of death is not only the little madman in front of him, but also ......

Frowning slightly, Dalton raised his right wrist, which had been hit by the spine of the sword, and was already blue to purple.

He turned his back and clutched his still trembling wrist tightly with his left hand. , a trace of annoyance flashed in the corner of his eyes.

...... Rusty.