Utterly cathartic roaring, Lyxia boldly greeted each other violently in a hard-hitting way, punch-to-fist blows and leg-to-leg collisions, all showing that this was a top-notch battle that was not far behind each other.

But if the previous "observation" and "analysis" were just for Lexia to be able to stand on the same status as his father one day, it would really be in vain to fight and study these days.

Daddy - I'm going to show you how I'm growing these days, the growth of your proudest daughter!

With the oath in Lexia's heart, the situation took a sharp turn, from the original battle situation that would be taken away by the opponent at any time, to five or five waves, and finally the gap between the two sides widened, and the scarred Enderkesen was forced to retreat.

"How'......"

Faced with Lyxia's morale-boosting attitude, Mist Blade was indifferent, looked at Endeksen, and then at Lena, it seemed that they had also succeeded in repelling Olohuia.

"Are you all right? It's almost impossible to deal with humans alone. ”

"If you still want to accuse and doubt us, Mist Blade, go into battle yourself. Don't procrastinate, let's make it clear one at a time! ”

"It's really stupid, these guys obviously say they're okay."

Enderkeson and Olohuia staggered, holding up their almost impossible bodies, obviously not what the Fog Blade said, they were simply forcing them, trying to use their use to the limit-

"Could it be that I said that I was looking for Na, the ...... in the mouth of Mr. Fuji Qi"

"yes, that's right—"

The melody changed in key, danced a cursed waltz, and the malice that spread around Endeksen and Olohuia took his life.

Unlike Dumarius and other dukes, they were all resurrected after death and became substitutes for the duke's container, coupled with the power obtained after transformation, so that when Enderkeson and Olohuia summoned the duke, the miasma would show that the container was wrong, so they went berserk out of control.

The violent shaking of the earth and the sky made goosebumps fall all over the ground with the power of the underworld, and the violent turbulence rushed towards Lexia and them, and even their breathing hurt.

Despair descends, and the twilight dinner alarms the sleeping evil gods.

The silver-white light suddenly appeared, as if the biological evolution behavior of peeling skin, Endekson and Olohuia's bodies officially changed, and when Lexia and his party gradually indulged in the bitter sea of nightmares, the shocking glare brought them back to their senses, and their father and brother who had been there were no longer there.

As if reborn, the soul is transferred to another body.

One is a half-orc with a bird's beak and a round shield on his back, and his hands and feet are close to that of a beast; The other has a slender waist and a strong murderous look in her eyes, which looks like she should be a human woman, but her hands and feet are super slender, and Lexia can almost determine that the other party's hands and feet have no joints to support.

"They are ......"

The Fogblade assumed a haughty attitude and loudly declared the names of the two dukes:

"The 67th-ranked Duke - Andesias and the 34th-ranked Count - Folfer."

Can't let go, can't throw in the towel—Lyxia sends this message to Kina and Yareth with her eyes, and this determination ignites the next battle.

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The figure of my father lingers in the memory of the fog blade's past.

This identity should be one of the earliest pillars in many people's hearts, and it is also this identity that accompanies and leads the growth of children.

For Mist Blade, this identity is just a statistic or reference, and it may also be used as a target. Although he has forgotten the latter thoroughly, at least he remembers that he once had such a family in his life.

All in all—when it comes to the fact that the weight of Kamino Hakiri doesn't matter to the Misty Blade, his answer is undoubtedly dispensable.

Professional, serious, and indeed, the stern side always has a gentle atmosphere, and the style is not sloppy at all, which has won everyone's approval, which is one of the few places where Fogblade is optimistic about this father.

It is precisely these complex emotions and experiences that the figure of the father in the memory of the Fog Blade always has to be combined with another person in order to be complete. That's the Mother, the god has no mist.

Whenever Liwu haunts his line of sight, there will be the shadow of his father.

And the dialogue between their father and son mostly revolves around Liwu's body, beginning to end. It's ridiculous, but it's a real experience of the Fogblade.

One of the things that Mist Blade remembers most is that it happened when he was just seven years old, exactly ten years ago.

It was the first day of elementary school at the fog blade, and at that time, he had always thought that the fog, who was busy with work day and night, would be at home, and it was his relationship.

Fog Blade didn't expect much love from this pair of parents, because if it weren't for the hard work of these parents, he wouldn't have gotten such a privileged environment and background. Mist Blade has had this perception since childhood.

Compared with children of the same age, maybe they are really mature, and this bit of fog blade is regarded as a favor from their parents.

The reason why Mist Blade would know that Liwu was waiting for him at home was because he came home after school that day—or should I say the way home, he smelled it first, and the stench of extreme corruption, suffocation, ammonium chloride, life is worse than death, the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, etc., are not enough to describe!

This is the taste of "mother", yes, despite the cruel facts, as long as you are willing to look at yourself more, this little thing can be endured.

"Mom!"

The fog blade turned on the light casually, and the room became bright, and you could see the standing fog sleeping in a corner of the living room, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, enduring the mother's body odor and shaking each other hard.

"Mom!"

"Hmm......"

It was like a standing fog that was shrunk into a ball with all its might, but it refused to get up, so the fog blade shook even harder.

"Mom - it stinks! It really stinks! Just turn over and the smell will come to your nose! Mom! ”

"Hmm...... Why? ”

After a life-threatening first aid, Liwu became conscious, and got up with hazy eyes, trying to capture a clearer vision, and when she found the Fog Blade, the Fog Blade fiddled with her whole body as much as possible to highlight her existence, but in exchange-

"What? Who are you? ”

I don't know whether to cry or laugh, and I can't be sure if it's a joke or not. In short, the fog blade hasn't asked clearly, and Liwu has fallen asleep again.

"Mom, it's up!"

"Hmm...... What's the noise? I haven't slept in six days...... Let me get a good night's sleep. ”

The mother and son fought desperately for tug-of-war, but the result was over, Liwu didn't want to pay attention to the fog blade at all, and it was also from this moment that the fog blade was convinced that there was no him in the eyes of this mother, and he would appear at home today, purely because of his physical strength to the limit to go home and recharge.

"Mom!"

Unconsciously, a new voice came from the door, and it was his father Yu Che who was carrying a bag of things in his hand, and he was very relieved to see his father in good spirits.

"Oh, Mist Blade, you're home from school? Did you come back alone? ”

"yes. So dad remembers that I started school today? But my mother ......."

Putting the things in his hand, Feather Kiri walked towards himself and Tachiki, although he didn't know what his mother was like in his father's eyes, Mist Blade had already seen that he was enjoying the smell that Tachiki emitted when he turned over. Smell fascinated and intoxicated......

"Daddy!"

"Ah...... What do you say happened to you and your mother? ”

"She ignores me! I went to school, and I didn't want to see what I looked like in uniform. ”

"It's a nerve-wracking issue indeed. Mist Blade, Daddy will help you. ”

Yu Che stepped forward, because this time with his father's help, it was difficult for Liwu to resist, and he was forced to wake up. Although I still have worried eyelids, I will return to sleep at any time, which is much better than just now.

"Wife, you see, our proud son has already started school."

"Ah...... It's you, Hakiri. ”

Liwu simply responded sluggishly, and it was obvious that it was a response that the eight poles couldn't hit.

"Wife."

"And who is this person? I've been noisy since I started, and I haven't slept in six days. I really want to sleep. ”

"You should take a shower more than sleep! Every time you come home, you make a mess of your house, like a garbage dump, but today you want to sleep more than mess up, or I'll have to tidy up the house again! ”

While complaining, the Fog Blade accidentally spit out along with the remorse of all these years.

"I'm going to sleep. Don't bother me. ”