How much I want to lift your black veil and see what lies behind the mystery?

Why? Why me, I met you.

You're sitting, you're sitting quietly at the head of the bed, why don't you talk? What are you doing, are you meditating? Or are you tired of thinking and you're taking a nap with your eyes closed?

But......

Why are you so naughty?

Shhh~ Don't move, let's enjoy the moment......

...

That's just a monologue that Omar used to hide his embarrassment.

After not seeing him for a while, the dwarf became more and more mysterious, perhaps saying that he had never known him at all.

After stepping into the private room, the dwarf sat motionless at the head of the bed, and was poked by the dwarf's scabbard whenever Omar tried to find out.

After several repetitions, Omar gave up his death and walked out of the room to the deck in a daze.

On the other side, Lee Moon-jae is fighting passionately against the obvious old Zenit people in the meditation space.

There have been 9999 dark fights, 0 wins, 9999 defeats, and the win rate is ...... 0%。

Finally, after the tip of the sword gently touched the hem of the old Zenit's clothes, his head was in a different place. The 10,000th dark fight ended, lasting twenty-seven seconds, one second more than the previous 9,999 dark fights.

Sighing slightly, Lee Moon Jae withdrew from the state of "Dark Fighting Meditation" and went to the deck to look for Omar, he had a few questions, and if he didn't ask them quickly, he would suffocate himself.

The flight was deserted, probably because he knew that the dragon was raging, and neither business nor other work could be carried out well, and there were only a few mercenaries in uniform in the hall talking quietly.

Walking out of the passageway, Omar was alone on the deck, leaning against the forward fence and watching the view.

"Omar!"

Omar was surprised to hear Lee Moon-jae calling out to himself, after all, this dwarf rarely communicates with him, and mostly talks to Jack and Law.

"Any advice?" said Omar, teasing, thinking that you have asked me for help one day?

This time, Lee Moon-jae did not threaten Omar, but just asked very calmly: "How much do you know about the swordsmanship of Dongdao?"

"Winter Island...... I don't know much, to be precise, mainlanders don't know much about Winter Island, only that Winter Island people are not only good at swordsmanship and magic, but some people even perfectly integrate the two. Winter Island Sword Master said that it was a perfect fusion with magic, and I heard that it was very simple, and each swordsman could only be proficient in one type of magic, as for why he could only master one kind of magic...... Presumably, there are too many types of magic in communication, which can cause magic disorders. Omar thought back for a moment and told Lee Moon-jae everything he knew.

"...... like this" Li Wenzai looked into the distance, closed his eyes and recalled the days of learning swords with the old Zenits, it seems that the old Zenit people use all powerful techniques, or rather, the old Zenit people only have so many techniques?

Next, the two stood on the deck and had an awkward chat.

And the aircraft also arrived at its destination quickly, but it was ...... It didn't stop.

Just when the two were puzzled, there was a loud noise from the aircraft control room, and the two soldiers hurriedly rushed out of the passage and ran to the topmost aircraft control room.

"What's the situation?"

"I'll take a look, don't come along. ”

Omar was stunned, while Lee Moon Jae shook his head, drew his short sword, and stood outside the control room in two or three jumps.

Sassy ......

The wooden flying machine could not withstand the deliberate vandalism, and the two Imperial soldiers who flew with them flew upside down from the control room, taking the wooden walls of the control room with them.

"Orc! I smell it! Be careful!" Umar looked up, two faint white lights in his hands.

Lee Moon Jae nodded and jumped down from the skylight in the control room.

It was an awkward meeting, and two people in robes were scrambling to control the inscription so that the aircraft could continue to sail, but they didn't expect a little man to fall from the top of their heads.

"It looks like you don't want this craft to reach Ankara?"

As he spoke, Li Wenzai drew his short sword, his expression was serious, and his whole body was tense, ready to respond to the attack of the black-robed man at any time.

The black-robed man didn't make any other moves, controlling the aircraft by himself, ignoring Li Wenzai. Li Wenjae pulled out his short sword, and one of the black-robed men suddenly turned around and unfastened his cloak, revealing his true face.

Orcs indeed!

It looked similar to the gray wolf, probably a werewolf, it pouted its nose for a second, as if it was discerning something, and then said with a smile:

"Little goblins, there's no need to hurt the peace, hehehe...... Aren't you good comrades-in-arms?"

Whether it was the orcs in front of him who did not hide their aura and attacked and hijacked the Imperial Flying Machines, or the goblin camp that hired dragons to ally with goblins, Li Wenjae didn't want to get close, it was very troublesome. In his view, the threat comes from humans.

"Who the hell are you with?" Li Wenzai slowly drew his short sword, "If you don't want to bleed on your hands, please get off the aircraft immediately." ”

Intimidate!!!

Two low and powerful roars resounded in the air, and as expected, the orcs were indeed a race with a clear position, and they burst their clothes at the moment of collapse!

The two werewolves no longer concealed it, showed their sharp claws, and killed Li Wenzai!

Left and right flank!

"If it's a one-on-two, how do you fight it?"

"Or just give up resistance and be torn to shreds!"

The werewolf quickly attacked, and instead of talking trash in his mouth, Li Wenjae turned on the "Essence of Calm" skill in time.

"Die!"

"I learned a trick from the Zenit Juggernaut—"

Li Wenjae did not pull the banner to scare the two werewolves, and the short sword slowly came out of the body.

The control room, which was not very spacious, was filled with the humming sound of the sword body trembling, and the sword qi was calm, and four consecutive "Z" shaped sword qi shot out from Li Wenzai's sword!

"When you fight, only the strong deserve to talk trash!"

Bang Bang Bang!

There was a fitting round of applause at the door of the control room.

If the werewolf's foul blood and minced flesh hadn't rained down, Omar thought the dwarf's grim back was the perfect curtain call. Oh, damn it, it would have been more perfect if the dwarf hadn't chopped the inscription array to pieces.

Omar stopped clapping, pointed to the broken inscription panel, and asked, "So, how are you going to control the flying machine?"

The aircraft suddenly tilted forward, and the two fell into the mud. The stairs leading to the control room also rattled, and it seemed that the other staff members of the aircraft had rushed to the scene.

Lee Moon-jae stood up, grabbed Omar and jumped out of the control room window, fleeing the scene.

A few seconds later, the six aircraft staff rushed into the control room one after another, and they didn't care about the stinking flesh and blood to enter the state of mending the pot, and each of them turned into repair masters, and soon repaired the inscription control panel of the aircraft, and the aircraft stopped tilting and continued to fall.

...

At this time, in the private room, Lee Moon Jae and Omar discussed two questions: "Why can orcs hide their beastly flavor" and "What is wrong with the world".