Jason frowned, looked at the angry son of the Grand Duke of 'Yanbao', and walked in front of him.

And then......

Poof.

The other laughed.

Denise looked at the son of the Grand Duke of 'Swallow Castle' and looked at a fool.

If you are not a fool, how can you go from being angry to ......

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Glad?

Wrong.

It should be ecstatic.

What is the other party happy about?

Dennis was puzzled.

Denise didn't know, but Jason was able to guess a little.

The guy who should go to the German orthopedics.

Jason silently stared at the son of the Grand Duke of 'Yanbao'.

Dennis also looked at each other.

Under the gaze of the two, the son of the Grand Duke of 'Yanbao' finally came back to his senses, and the son of the Grand Duke quickly restrained the ecstasy on his face, and then turned into an angry appearance again.

"How dare you not marry my sister!"

The other man roared.

The roar fell, and involuntarily, he added in a low voice:

"It's great."

Suddenly, Dennis confirmed that this was a fool.

Jason?

He didn't even want to look at the other party.

"That's not right!"

"That's not right!"

"Why don't you marry my gentle, virtuous, beautiful, generous, and kind-hearted sister?"

The Son of the Grand Duke shook his head very quickly and questioned Jason.

It seems that such a question is not convincing enough.

immediately pointed to Denise, who ate meat and bones to watch the play.

"Are you the same as your cousin?"

"I like this kind of rice bucket-like woman."

"What is better than my sister but what she can eat?"

The son of the Grand Duke roared vigorously.

It seems that if you don't yell like this, it's not enough to represent your anger at the moment.

And Denis, who was pointed, was at a loss.

What's the matter with me?

Denise picked up another piece of meat and bone and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lots of meat and juicy.

It's delicious.

Jason, on the other hand, stood up and looked at the son of the Grand Duke seriously and seriously.

My own dog, I beat it myself.

Others?

Don't say that you are beaten, you say that my dog is not good, although my dog will not bite you, but as the owner, I think I need to have a 'good' communication with you.

"What are you going to do?"

The son of the Grand Duke, who was taken aback by the sudden serious and serious Jason, couldn't help but take a step back.

Especially after sensing the sharp aura on Jason's body, the son of the Grand Duke couldn't help but be frightened.

Am I overly right?

No, I don't.

It's just normal rhetoric, huh?

Did I poke at his sore point?

The son of the Grand Duke pondered.

Jason spoke dryly.

"I'm very interested in the swordsmanship of 'Yanbao', but I have practiced several times, but I haven't started, and I think I am lacking a person who is familiar with the swordsmanship of 'Yanbao' as a sparring partner."

"I don't know, is Carat-sama willing?"

"It doesn't matter who you are, don't you want to show your sister your bravery as an older brother?"

Jason looked at the Grand Duke's son.

At first, there was obvious hesitation on the other party's face.

The other party was worried about his identity.

I am also concerned about the current situation.

However, it is good to mention the sister of the other party.

Such hesitation disappeared in an instant.

"Let's fight!"

The son of the Grand Duke let out a low cry and grasped the hilt of his sword.

He is a very easy person to understand.

Jason thought, and then, speaking again:

"Fighting?"

"No!"

"We just had a friendly exchange."

"So, I don't need the sword weapon I'm good at."

Jason said, pulling out his broadblade and short-handled machete.

"Just use it."

"It's the first time I've used it."

"It's a bit handy, but I'll keep it."

Jason said solemnly.

The son of the Grand Duke did not say anything, but nodded.

'Golden Griffin' Gerald is known to be skilled in swordsmanship.

At the moment, instead of swordsmanship, use a sword.

Obviously, this is a mercy on the part of the men.

Immediately, the son of the Grand Duke felt a little guilty about his reckless words, but it was impossible to get him to apologize directly to Denise.

After all, in the eyes of the Grand Duke's son, Denise was always a small-town girl.

And he?

The son of a dignified Grand Duke.

Even if the defenders of 'Swallow Castle' are now the Harbor Guards.

Call.

The son of the Grand Duke of 'Yanbao' took a deep breath. Then, straight out:

"Let's go!"

As soon as he started, the son of the Grand Duke rushed straight towards Jason.

Blazing fast!

Moreover, when he was halfway through, as soon as his footsteps turned, the whole person changed from a straight rush to a roundabout oblique insertion, like a swallow that changed direction in the air.

The sword in his hand brought up a sword shadow.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Each sword had a sound that pierced the air.

Every sword seems to be real.

Every sword is swift.

Is this the swordsmanship of 'Swallow Castle'?

Jason looked at it with a blank face.

It's really different from what he practiced.

He is quaint and clumsy.

Counterpart?

It's so fancy!

It's just ......

Vulnerable!

Ignoring the stabbing swords, Jason raised the knife in his hand above his head.

Then, with a knife, it is slashed.

Woo!

The whistling sound suddenly suppressed the sound of the sword breaking through the air.

What's even more terrifying is that when Jason ignored the stabbing sword, a sharp aura mixed with indomitable and fearless of life and death instantly emanated from his body.

Sting!

Eyes!

Face!

Body!

All in this sharp breath became tingling and abnormal.

The son of the Grand Duke couldn't help but squint his eyes, and the 'sword' in his hand was stunned.

And then—

Clang!

The broad-bladed short-handled machete slammed into the light longsword.

Suddenly, the long sword fell to the ground.

The son of the Grand Duke took two steps back.

The son of the Grand Duke was stunned.

He knew that there was a lot of difference between him and Gerald, but he didn't expect that the gap would be so big!

Gerald defeated him with the weapon he had made his first contact.

Especially the momentum on the body.

It's like charging on the battlefield.

It's what he's been asking for, but he can't get it.

"I ......"

"Defeated."

The son of the Grand Duke muttered to himself.

Jason, who knew the general strength of the other party, picked up the long sword and handed it to the other party.

The son of the Grand Duke looked at Jason puzzled.

"One failure is nothing."

"Let's do it again."

"This time I'll change my weapon."

With that, Jason put the broadblade and short-handled machete aside and walked towards the kitchen.

A moment later, Jason walked out with a mace on his shoulder.

Woo, woo.

Jason waved it several times.

In the numbing wind pressure, the corner of the Grand Duke's eyes twitched.

Jason turned around, looked at Denise and said unhurriedly:

"I asked the fat aunt to add a dish-"

"Shrimp and pig heart."

"Is it delicious?"

Denise's eyes lit up.

"It's delicious."

After Jason finished answering, he looked at the son of the Grand Duke with a smile, pointed the mace in his hand at the other party, and said softly:

"Come on."

"Go on."