The deception sword momentum swung Grace's sword diagonally from below, upward, and then the gesture changed to a high sword position, and the pace of his feet also changed, Arrod's sword stabbed down from above like lightning, and the blade grazed Grace's left arm, cutting through her skin.

"Whew." Grace clutched her wounds, her brow furrowed, her eyes still fixed on Arrod's sword.

"Well, I'm convinced." Arold smiled slightly, waved his sword a few times, and did not take the opportunity to attack Grace.

"It's nothing to me." Grace said stubbornly angrily, she clenched her sword and launched another fierce attack, and the crisp sound of weapons clashing once again sounded in the hall.

Grace didn't expect that this young count, who had not wielded a sword on the battlefield, was so skilled in the use of swords, and his strange steps and agile movements could not only often divide his fierce attacks, but also slap his buttocks with the blade of the sword from time to time in the gap between the blocks, which made the young men watching in the hall let out strange laughs.

"Damn despicable fellow." Grace was so humiliated in front of the public that she was so angry that she was willing to bet that if he hadn't used that dastardly little trick, he would have been no match for his face-to-face sword strike.

"On the battlefield, your ass has long been swords, where is there such a thing as despicable or not despicable." Arold circled her, his movements were swift, his sword was merciless, he was sure to overwhelm her from the bottom of his heart, and the ridicule of the people around him was enough to gradually destroy her self-esteem. It also provokes her into a reckless attack.

"Hahaha." At this time, the knights in the hall burst out laughing, watching the pagan Norse girl Grace like a toyed baby under Arrod.

"Huhu~~~." Like an enraged lioness, Grace clenched the sword in her hand, not with her sane sword skills, but with her own anger, which seemed to be the Vikings' greatest strength, but in Arold's opinion, this was their greatest weakness.

"It's good to come." Arrod suddenly lowered his body and made a gesture of grasping the hilt and end of his sword. When his sword touched Grace's sword. The blades of the two swords rubbed against each other, and Arold held the ends of his own swords as if he were twisting a tightrope, quickly twisting the blades of Gris's swords that were in contact. Makes it impossible for Grace to hold her sword. In the blink of an eye. The weapon in her hand went into Arold's hand.

"This can't be, is this magic?" The first time Grace came into contact with this sword technique, she was able to snatch the sword from the other party's hand. And it was done in the blink of an eye, and at this time even the hall was silent, and even the knights were speechless.

"Well, let's throw in the towel now." Arold grabbed both swords in his hands, and said to Grace, who was still demented in front of him, this technique is his sword skills in the Wendell family, and his soul has watched an Internet video when he was still in the 21st century, and he got a little inspiration, of course it is impossible to seize the white blade in a vacuum, the sharp sword will be cut off without waiting for your hand to pass, but you can use your own sword as a medium, you can take it down through the movements of the opponent's sword, of course, Arold has also gone through repeated practice.

"Well done, Lord Count." The hall burst into roaring applause, and the knights and courtiers applauded the superb sword skills, Arrod's strategy was of course famous, but his sword skills were rarely seen, and this time it was a feast for the eyes.

"Now admit that you lost." Arold secretly felt glad that if it weren't for the Norse girl's eagerness to attack messy, he didn't expect this trick to work.

"Yes." The Nordic girl Grace suddenly smiled, she didn't care about her wounds, and nodded vigorously.

"That's good." Seeing Grace nodding, Arold breathed a sigh of relief, and said from later history books that although the Vikings often attacked other Europeans, if they paid them ransom and goods, as long as they promised not to attack, they would keep their promises, but Arold still made her swear with her god.

"Yes, but you have to teach me your magical swordsmanship." Grace asks Shirley, who is healing her, for an interpreter, and says that the Norse girl doesn't seem to be disgusted with Arrod who can overcome her.

"Teach swordsmanship, well, depending on my mood." Arold put two swords on his shoulders and said to Grace.

"What do you mean by mood?" Listening to Arrod's words, Grace looked at the translator Shirley curiously.

"It just makes me happy, for example, first you have to learn our language, it's awkward to talk like this." Arold said to Grace.

"Okay, I'll learn your language." Grace nodded in agreement, looking serious, but the trembling of her chest made Arold a little unbearable, how old a girl is, she has such a murder weapon, when she is on the battlefield, the shield girl usually binds her chest with a leather belt, otherwise it will affect the battle, and now the advantage of wearing a dress is revealed.

"Okay, but you'll have to come with me to my room, I'll have to put some medicine on your wounds, the Earl is too heavy." Shirley gave Arrod a disgruntled look, and then returned to her room with Grace.

"It's nice to be resilient." Arold looked at the back of Grace who left, compared with the figures of the two women, just slapped the buttocks of the Nordic girl with the sword body, the feeling of the bullet was really good, who would have expected that an otaku would now become the lord of the European Middle Ages, not only have strong soldiers, heroic knights, but also beautiful women to watch unscrupulously, I really hope that if there are no Viking and Count Lautz, I can live a comfortable life in my own territory with peace of mind.

Kreezer sat on the dragon's head warship, the waves and the sea breeze led them to the Danish king's territory, and when they went out, less than half of the people were left when they returned, although they had gained some money, but this loss was really unacceptable to the Danish king, and in the uncertain future, he couldn't help but raise his head and pray to his god why he would let himself suffer such a fate.

"There are ships approaching us ahead." Suddenly, small black dots appeared from the sea, and the Viking knights at the helm immediately shouted loudly to Krezer.

"Who is it?" Kretzer stood up and looked at the small black dots, only to see that it was some other Viking dragon ship, and then slowly approached them. (To be continued......)

PS: There is Germanic swordsmanship on the Internet, among which there is this sword-grabbing technique, if you are interested, you can search it and take a look, thank you for your support in penetrating the Middle Ages.