As the bleak night faded, a light gray glow crept up the sky and loomed over the Lenwall Mountains, and the few remaining stars hung from the top of the mountain, and with the light, the corner of the dawn was lifted.

Nestled in the mountains, the fortress of Lakstar is also illuminated by the dawn light, and the light spreads along the edges and corners of the building, as if it is draped in a light veil, floating in the thin air.

Sonorous! Sonorous!

At this moment, in the training ground where the bright magic lights were falling, there were two figures fighting, sharp movements, extremely fast shooting speeds, and powerful exchange sounds.

If you ignore the three yodelers crouching on the ground, it can be seen as a life-and-death struggle.

"Hey, Teemo, guess who's going to win?" The gray-white ponytails were blown by the strong wind, rippling slightly, and Poppy sat still on Oren's hammer, looking at his attentive companion at his side.

"Of course, Miss Fiona!" Teemo rubbed the dark green straw hat on top of his head, in the previous mission, he made the straw hat a little wrinkled, of course, it was not pressed by sleeping, it was trampled by large monsters during the battle.

"I'll calculate, it seems that the lord has never won the battle in the past few days, right!?"

With that, Timo couldn't help but laugh, his raccoon-like beige face was so cute, and the hanging telescope swayed from time to time.

"Kree, what do you think?" Poppy tilted her head to look at the already one-sided sparring situation, with a hint of depression on her face.

The dwarf rider stood in the saddle of the dragon lizard, still in his same attire, with a rusty, long-handled axe straddling his waist, his armor worn and ragged.

Kree stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the top of Sgar's green head, his left hand clenched the blood-red reins, looking at the two warring sides at the moment, obviously winning and losing, he opened his mouth and said, "It's over." ”

"Woohoo!" As if in agreement, Sgar made an inexplicable sound, and his forelimbs in the shape of ears shook violently, and his stout legs jumped.

Call! Call! Call!

In the middle of the neat and spacious training ground, Modrian gasped violently, sweat had already soaked his clothes, the wooden gun in his hand was also badly damaged, and his eyes stared at Fiona who was showing a heroic color in front of him.

Recently, he would have been fighting with Fiona, without using life energy, purely with his body and skills, and then he saw why Fiona was called the Peerless Sword Queen, and why she was the most terrifying duelist in the entire Valoran Continent.

Fierce and cunning, as well as his swift sword-wiring, Modrian has been devastated in these days.

Fiona stood in place with a steady breath, thick black shoulder-length hair mixed with crimson hair, silver-white leather with black leggings, setting off the ultimate perfect figure, wearing black silk gloves on her left hand, placed behind her waist, and holding the wooden sword with her right hand and pointing diagonally to the ground.

"Do you want to continue?" Fiona spoke, her amber eyes filled with calm, the winner was already clear from the beginning, and all enemy targets approaching her would reveal their defensive weaknesses, and Modrian was particularly prominent.

It's just that she knows her mission, it doesn't matter if she wins or loses, it's the real purpose of training to improve Modrian's fighting skills.

"No need." Modrian smiled wryly and shook his head, he knew Fiona's temper these days, as always frank and ruthless, which may also be one of the reasons why she remained single. (Joke guess.) ）

"Well, okay, since it's over, I'll go back." Fiona put the wooden sword back in the weapon rack and walked away, as for the presence of the three yodelers, she was used to them coming to see the excitement at this time.

Modrian watched Fiona's departure, and I have to say that compared to Jana's beauty, Fiona seems to be more cannibalistic, and because of the practice of martial arts, there are more heroic colors, which complement each other perfectly, giving Fiona a strong wild charm.

"Hey, my lord, you've improved a lot, at least not as embarrassed as you were when you first started." Kree leaned over on Sgar, the silver-gray battle axe upside down behind him, staggering over.

Hearing this, Modrian's expression was a little embarrassed, at first he thought that his skills were good, with Darius's training, coupled with his continuous practice, he should be regarded as a class.

Until he sparred with Fiona, the three swords, just the three swords, almost made Modrian unable to straighten his waist in pain, but fortunately, his strong personality forced him to persist (abused).

"Why did you have time to come to Lakstar Fortress recently, wasn't it out there to hunt down the wolf thieves who were offering bounties?" Modrian looked at Kree in front of him and spoke.

"Didn't you say there were big plans? Sgar couldn't help it, and insisted on bringing me over. Kree gently stroked the top of the dragon lizard's head, and his intact left eye revealed a little cunning,

"Woohoo!" Sgar made a panicked sound as if he was afraid, and his stout legs couldn't help but retreat, making Kree, who was sitting on it, unstable and almost falling.

"Shut up, Sgal, I'll be what I say." Kree placed the silver-gray battle axe around the dragonlizard's neck, and the cold light made Sgar stop retreating.

"You see, Sgar agrees with me."

"Yes, I saw it." Modrian nodded slightly, he saw the grievance in Sgar's frightened eyes, and even tears glistening with brilliance.

This is a dragon lizard that has been terrorized by its owner!

"Don't listen to rumors, it's just a routine military movement recently, and there is no plan." Modrian saw Poppy and Teemo, who were all watching at the moment, and said softly.

I don't know what's going on lately, but the three yodelers in front of me 'seduced' together, and they followed each other like shadows, except for sleeping, they didn't leave each other too far.

"No, Lord Lord's lie, I heard with my own ears what he and His Majesty Svein were planning together, but I didn't hear the specifics."

At this moment, Timo stood up from behind Bobby, and the excited voice made the raccoon's face tremble slightly, and then immediately turned on [Little Mo Run] to escape.

[Little Mo Run: Passive Effect: Timo's movement speed is increased, and if he takes damage from enemy heroes in the last 5 seconds, this effect will be removed.] Active Effect: Timo starts sprinting, gaining 2x the passive effect for a certain period of time, and does not remove the effect even if he is attacked. 】

The remaining Modrians in the training ground, Kree and Bobby stared at each other, helplessly looking at the disappeared Timo.

"Okay, that's a joke on Teemo.........."

Before Modrian could explain, a shadow suddenly appeared under his feet, and the figure of the robbery stepped out of it, looked at Kree and Poppy suspiciously, and then reported.

"There is urgent information, an emissary from the Dale family is waiting in Fort Digva."