Sidlifa, are you okay? ”

"I'm fine."

"Is there any danger over there?"

"No...... Well, a little, I can handle it. ”

"Is your identity under suspicion?"

"Well, no...... I mean, what can they suspect? After all, I do have the blood of the Outville family. ”

"How do you feel about the Outervilles?"

"It sucks, it's all muscular brains. Asker, do you remember the gladiators we met in the Hippodrome of Constantinople? ”

"I remember that the captain of our team at that time was called Theotis, and it seemed that he was looking for trouble with us all the time."

"It's not trouble with us, it's trouble with you, Asker. These Normans are a hundred times worse than Celestis, and I can tolerate Celestis, but I can't tolerate them—it's hard to imagine that they are actually my brothers and sisters. ”

"Really? I can't imagine how a thousand times worse Celestis is. ”

"It's probably the kind of guy who stands in front of you, and your fist will automatically fly to his face."

"Hahaha, that's really annoying."

The two soon chatted with laughter, without mentioning anything embarrassing such as "what, it turns out that you are this kind of person", "since you know everything, then I won't pretend to be stupid and sweet".

Nothing happens, nothing happens.

Medea heard something wrong next to her, how could she feel that Sidlifa's appearance was more pleasing to the group leader?

Oh, probably because he usually deliberately created a stupid and cute image, and then suddenly increased his IQ, which made Aske feel a strong surprise of a bit of contrast, which left a deeper impression, right?

Alas, alas, I can't see it, Sidlifa, it turns out that you are also a careful machine.

"Alright, that's all for today's communication......" Sidlifa was about to tell Aske about how unpleasant dinner was yesterday, when Medea suddenly said something, and then the communication was cut off mercilessly.

Sidlifa: ..................

Hum.

She sneered a few times and looked at the Norman defeated dogs who were still rolling and wailing all over the ground.

Annoying flies.

Medea, one day you will understand that you can't keep a man by such a small means.

Stepping past the fallen creatures, Sidlifa walked forward indifferently.

Then she saw her father, Robert the demigod fox, standing on the edge of the arch of the porch, looking at him with cold eyes.

"This is the first wave of provocateurs you've dealt with, Sidlifa?" Robert said in a deep voice, his chin twitching, "You should kill a few of them in the process, so that no one will dare to offend you again." ”

Sidlifa didn't say a word, and pressed her right hand on the handle of the axe at her waist.

"Your martial arts are strange." Robert continues, "It seems wild, but in fact it is delicate, and with a certain calculating calculation peculiar to the Byzantines. I don't know who taught you this set of martial arts, but if you only focus on those small tactics, you will suffer a lot in the face of a truly brutal war. ”

When Sidlifa heard this, she couldn't help but show a strange expression—it was some kind of vague "you know a fart" look of disdain, although it was only fleeting, it was still keenly noticed by Robert.

"Don't you believe me?" Robert smiled disapprovingly and removed a ceremonial tomahawk from the weapon rack on the wall, "Why don't we try it?" You don't need extraordinary strength, you can fight with the skills of a samurai. ”

Sidlifa: ..................

"Okay." She replied briefly.

When the two came to a nearby courtyard, Robert raised his tomahawk in his right hand, weighed it, and said:

"Before I became a demigod, I had been a mercenary for many years, and I had experienced no less than a thousand battles, even a dozen times on the verge of death. Every memory that almost killed me is deeply imprinted in my mind, and they are the real source of my strength. If you want to be a strong person like me, it is not your mind and trickery that you have to rely on, but your guts and courage. ”

"I don't know where you got the Orean Axe, but the artifact doesn't easily recognize the cowardly of the Lord, otherwise even if you have it temporarily, it will be quickly taken away by someone else."

"Listen to William's spies, you used to be in a Byzantine mercenary group called 'The Blue Sword'?"

Sidlifa ignored him, silently pulling out the Axe of the North Wind.

"Well, at least you've been out there for so many years, and you haven't lost our Norman essence." Robert approvingly, "Words are cheap, and the only thing worthy of the Normans to believe is what they can hold with their hands!" ”

"Then why don't you shut up?" Sidlifa asked coldly.

Robert:..................

"Come on, good girl." He smiled slightly.

Armed with the Axe of the North Wind, Sidlifa took the lead in charging at full speed. Even if it was a demigod standing on the other side, she had nothing to fear—as long as it wasn't Asker.

"Good!" Seeing Sidlifa's axe mercilessly slashed in front of him, Robert immediately applauded. At least in today's Outville family, the young juniors who dare to swing their battle axes directly at the demigods can count them in the palm of one hand.

He held his axe in front of his chest to make a block, and although his posture looked lazy, his right arm was actually full of strength. As long as Sidlifa's axe was actually slashed on it, it would immediately shock her axe and her arm was sore.

However, Sidlifa's axe slashed through a few fingers in front of Robert's axe, slashing into the air.

Well? Robert's eyes narrowed slightly.

What a shameful mistake! The attack range can be miscalculated?

Although the other party seemed to show the flaw for the first time, Robert was also a battle-hardened person after all, and he did not rush forward to attack, but just quickly lowered his gaze and noticed Sidlifa's footsteps and standing.

No, she only took half a step before swinging her tomahawk! The attack range is deliberately shortened!

As if an epiphany had crossed his mind, Robert had instinctively tried to dodge back.

Originally, according to his tactical intentions, the opponent's attack would be blocked by his tomahawk, and the next step was naturally the process of wrestling.

As a result, this daughter made a move to deliberately cut the air, so it is difficult to say how she will pursue it in the future...... Therefore, Robert retreated with his right foot, intending to avoid it first, but he did not succeed.

The tomahawk he held in his right hand, the top of the handle already firmly grasped by Sidlifa.

Sidlifa burst into applause, and the Axe of the North Wind in her right hand was swung high. Robert hurriedly raised his left arm, and before the North Wind Axe could be cut down, he used his arm armor to jam the inside of its blade in advance, holding the handle of the axe to prevent it from being cut off.

At the same time, he pulled his right hand back violently, trying to get rid of Sidlifa's snatch. However, the axe handle was as powerful as steel, and his right hand could not be pulled at all.

"Let go!" Sidlifa roared again, her left arm dragging back. The unparalleled strength from the giant's bloodline caused the strength of her left arm to crush the opposite side in an instant. Robert was caught off guard, and was actually pulled by her and staggered and lost his balance, and the axe of the north wind immediately pressed down again, forcing it against his arm and slashing into his left shoulder.

Immediately after, some kind of violent and strange force invaded her arm, making her completely unable to control her body movements, and she fell to the ground like an epileptic patient, and convulsed incessantly.

Robert covered the wound on his left shoulder and quickly retreated, before snapping his fingers and disarming Sidlifa's law skill.

Sidlifa gasped and stood up, and the Axe of the North Wind that had fallen to the ground flew back into her hand on its own.

…………

There was a long silence on the field.

Robert looked at her with a complicated expression, and said after a while:

"Good fight."

His right hand wiped on his left shoulder, and the wound that had been bloody and blurry was soon filled with some kind of illusory flesh bud.