"Roque, you're in the top three in school, right?" The teenager asked.

"Yes." He raised an eyebrow, anyway, still a little bit of juvenile pride.

"As long as you beat Tokolin, who is number one, you can qualify for Emenas."

"It's easy to say, how hard Tokolin is working, and the whole school doesn't know." Roque stepped aside, picked up his short sword, pulled out a few sword flowers, and continued.

"It's you, the family has already prepared a letter of recommendation for you."

"Haha.... Indeed it is. The boy touched his head, but still admitted.

Looking at Isaiah's smirk, Roque felt a little angry in his heart for some reason.

The dog nobleman doesn't know which family he left this time. Luo Ke was a little unconvinced, obviously his talent was much higher than Isaiah, just because of his identity and no background, he could only compete fiercely with a large number of peers in the school to fight for the only place, and these young masters who were born with a golden spoon could easily get what they dreamed of.

"I'm leaving." Roque said casually, turned around and prepared to leave, he didn't like to be around this stupid guy.

"Hey, don't, let's compare and contrast today, weren't you unconvinced just now?" Isaiah thought to himself, how could he easily let go of a peer sparring partner.

"What's the comparison, have you ever seen an assassin go head-to-head with someone else? Isn't that stupid. ”

"Why can't an assassin fight someone else, this situation will always happen."

"I can only say that this assassin is unprofessional." Roark used his dagger to unleash Isaiah's broadsword and prepare to continue leaving.

But the boy trotted a few steps and stood in front of him again.

"Roque, why do you always want to be an assassin, obviously Uncle Wade is very handsome with a big sword."

"Heh, where is it handsome, it's not for your family to be a guard, what is there to be proud of."

Seeing Isaiah in the way, Roque had to stop and argue with him.

"Have you ever heard of a story where the main character is a human bodyguard? Have you ever seen a legendary hero who became famous on his guards? He shook his head, his short black hair slightly cocked, and it looked like he was sleeping and bent.

"I won't be like my father, doing things for your family." He said rebelliously, with a look of disdain on his face.

"But the reputation of the assassin is not good, and it always feels a little unfair." Isaiah thought for a moment.

"Yes, yes, the light is reserved for you noble people, we rats in the gutter, as long as we use other means are evil, is this your opinion?"

"No, this .....," the boy was momentarily speechless.

"I just want to be an assassin, see which of you is not pleasing to the eye, kill with a knife, and there is no need to talk about justice."

"Isn't justice bad?"

"Justice is good, but that's not my justice, it's your justice. Okay, I don't want to mess with you, I'm going back. ”

"No, unless you hit me, I'll let you go."

"Tsk."

Roc swung his dagger and stabbed Isaiah in the shoulder, but Isaiah was slightly injured and his clothes were stained red with blood.

Seeing the blood flowing out, Roque was also a little panicked, and the short sword in his hand hesitated, but Isaiah didn't care about this, endured the pain and swept over with a sword, Roque clenched the hilt of the sword, struggled to block, and his wrist was numb, and then he also got serious, taking advantage of the flexibility of the short sword in close proximity, and beat Isaiah left and right.

The clash of metal resounded in the woods, and although Roque had the upper hand, he did not dare to strike hard, after all, this was the object of their family's allegiance, and then they had to fight with fists and kicks, taking advantage of Isaiah's flaws to trip him to the ground, and then the two fought on the ground.

Finally the two got tired and got up panting, covered in dust and broken leaves.

Roque wiped the sweat and dust from his face, and looked at the guy opposite, the blood on his shoulder was flowing everywhere, but this would have slowly stopped, after all, the wound was not very big.

"Fool, aren't you afraid of death?" Roque pulled out a vial of wound medicine from his bosom and stepped forward, allowing Isaiah to expose the wound on his shoulder.

Isaiah seemed a little reluctant and felt ashamed.

"You're embarrassed, aren't you, you'll be happy if I go back and be beaten by my dad, aren't you?" Roque looked disdainful, then helped him clean the wound, poured some medicine, and bandaged it briefly.

"Okay, I'm leaving, don't say I'm injured after that." Roque clapped his hands and prepared to leave, muttering in his heart, how could he meet such a guy.

"Don't..."

"Damn, isn't it my dad who is your family's guard? Please, uncle, bypass me, and I really don't like men. ”

"Don't step on my hand!" The boy on the ground was also angry.

"Ah, okay, I didn't pay attention."

Thinking about how to make this big thing small and not beaten by his father, Roque raised his foot.

"Roque, you have to be my little brother, or I'll tell your dad about this."

"Yours, Isaiah, you are a disgrace to the nobles, I ......... Okay, I promise you to be an attendant for a month. ”

Thinking of the various privileges of the nobles in the empire, in order not to cause trouble for the family, Roque had to admit it.

Seeing Isaiah smiling like a pig, he was really blind to that look, Roque asked angrily.

"Are you so obsessed with finding someone to be your little brother?"

"Of course, look at those founding fathers, the legendary heroes, who are not followed by a group of people, going out, how majestic." Isaiah has seen too much of the knights lately, and he is very envious of that kind of situation.

"Hehe, the legend of the wind and the moon, for ordinary people, just think about it, everyone knows that Roland and Yalin were born princes, so they can be kings, but Isaiah, you are just a child of the baron's family, so don't dream all day long."

Isaiah also got up from the ground and fought back. "Aren't you dreaming too, don't think I don't know what's going on in your heart."

"What kind of assassin's justice, I think you just want to be handsome, what is the power of one person, cut off your fate and decide the direction of the world. I already knew this sentence you wrote in the notebook. ”

"You..... You can do it. Roque looked embarrassed.

"The child of the dignified Baron Buris has become a thief."

"I didn't, this is what your father said, and he also lamented that his son is ambitious, hahaha."

Roque couldn't hold back his face, picked up the short sword and left.

"Don't forget, during this time, you have to accompany me to practice swords." Isaiah's voice came from behind, and for some reason it made people angry.

"Okay, practice swords, I think you're ....."

Roque gestured with his back to Isaiah, and the figure slowly disappeared into the woods.