Chapter 8: My Name Is Frostfeather (8)

Just as the dagger was about to touch Krantiel's neck, Krantiel's hand holding the swinging sword came back at incredible speed.

Jingling.

It was the sound of metal colliding with each other and sparks, and Krantiel looked at Frostfeather with a blank face, as she raised her left leg and kicked at Frostfeather.

Leaning back with her upper body and falling to the ground with gravity, Frostfeather dodged Krantiel's kick while raising her legs and kicking Krantiel's lifeline.

Thump.

Instead of soft flesh, the soles of his feet felt as hard as metal, and Frostfeather's kick was also blocked by Krantiel's sword.

Following the interaction force, Frost Feather flipped back and distanced himself from Krantiel, and seeing this, Krantiel did not hesitate, brandishing his long sword and chasing after him.

With his left hand, he grabbed the right hand that was holding the dagger and stabbed at Frost Feather, and at the same time, Krantiel's sword slammed into Frost Feather's neck, and at the same time, Krantiel sensed that no small amount of resistance was hindering his movements.

At some point, Frost Feather's left hand also grabbed her right hand.

In terms of strength, Crantiel was superior, but at the moment he didn't exert his strength, just stared at Frost Feather's blue pupils with an expressionless face.

In this stalemate, the anger in Frost Feather's heart was completely aroused.

"Don't be impulsive, look around."

β€œ...... Ahβ€”β€”?h ”

Too focused on the battle to notice the movement around her, Frostfeather turned her head and looked down the noisy alley around the corner, alerted by Krantiel.

"Let go of me! Bastard! ”

Following the sound came four figures, two tall strong men who grabbed the noisy boy and the silent girl with their hands tied behind their backs and pressed them in front of them.

"Big brother."

The girl looked at the frost feather in front of her in disbelief, and cast a helping gaze.

Frostfeather gritted her teeth and sighed, and the right hand that was clenched by Crantiel was released, and the dagger that had been held tightly in her hand and wanted to stab Crantiel fell down naturally, making a natural sound.

Krantiel let go of Frostfeather's grip, and Frostfeather's claw-like left hand moved away from Crantiel's right wrist.

"It's very quick to judge the situation."

Krantiel inserted his sword into the scabbard, and Frostfeather remained silent.

Whether it is the judgment of the situation or the use of magic, as well as the fighting skills just now, all this clearly shows that Frostfeather is not an ordinary child, and judging from his patience, it has greatly exceeded Krantiel's estimate, and Frostfeather has used countless magic along the way, and the side effects are not something that ordinary people can bear.

But how is that possible?

Such a well-trained teenager is actually a child from the slums?

But now is not the time to doubt, until everything is decided, Crantiel will not let Frostfeather go easily, so Frostfeather, like the boy and girl, is grabbed with his hands tied behind his back.

The three of them were escorted to a row, and the young girl had been forced to kneel, how could Frost Feather's arrogant character endure it, let the big man next to him scold and scold, Frost Feather's body didn't move half a step.

Syllable!

The big man kicked hard at the back of Frost Feather's knee, forcing Frost Feather to not stabilize his center of gravity, so he could only kneel. Then the big man took a few steps back, and in front of the three of them was Crantiel, who had just fought with Frost Feather.

Krantiel looked at the three people who had been searched and asked Frost Feather:

"I'm going to ask you a few questions, where did you learn your magic?"

β€œ......”

Frostfeather just bowed her head and said nothing.

"You are also very skilled in martial arts and have strong emergency response skills, who taught you?"

β€œ......”

Frost Feather was still as motionless as a bell, and Krantiel sighed, thinking "I didn't expect to encounter such hard stubble" in her heart, and then blinked in front of Frost Feather, her black and white pupils looking down at Frost Feather.

"Did you have training in the Corps, who taught you?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Krantiel regretted it, the other party was just a fourteen-year-old child, let alone joining the army, it was impossible to even enter the military.

Frostfeather raised her head, as if the air around her had dropped a few degrees, and Frostfeather looked at Krantiel with cold eyes.

Crantiel didn't speak, but Frost Feather's expression was obviously trying to kill them all and then run away, although Crantiel wanted to try not to be rough with the child, but still nodded to the man behind him.

The man suddenly grabbed Frostfeather by the hair, roared and pulled it back, making Frostfeather's waist straight, and then smashed him into the pool of sewage on the ground, and the sewage splashed, and the boy and girl looked worried at Frostfeather.

"You bastard!"

Worry turned to anger, and the subject shifted from Frost Feather to a man, and the boy shouted angrily.

Shaking and struggling, he turned his head with difficulty, and only one eye was exposed, staring at the man behind him viciously, and Frost Feather was still silent.

"I'll ask again." Krantiel condescended and asked coldly, "Who taught you all the skills, magic, fighting, and consciousness you know." ”

Frost Feather still didn't answer, looking up at Krantiel from below, his eyes were full of murderous intent, if he could move, he was afraid that he would have punched up.

"Let him go! He has nothing to do with us! ”

The naΓ―ve boy thought that Frost Feather would end up like this because he helped him.

"Oh? Looks like you've misunderstood something, and I'm not interested in you. ”

Crantiel's head remained motionless, his eyes tilted to the side, looking at the young man who was talking.

"You let him go first! What's so great about stinky soldiers! It's just a pug attached to the nobility! ”

Ignoring the noisy boy, Crantiel tilted his head slightly, focusing his gaze on Ren's Frost Feather looking up at him with murderous intent.

Nodding slightly, the man tugged at Frostfeather's hair and fixed his head at ninety degrees, while at the same time, Krantiel didn't care about the sewage at all, and half-knelt in front of Frostfeather, eye-level with him.

"My name is Krantiel, a former White Tiger Knight, Frostfeather, do you want to make a deal with me?"

"Deal?"

"I won't hold you accountable for any crimes, but on the contrary, you have to listen to me."

Her body was still trembling with pain, but Frost Feather's words didn't tremble.

"What do you want to do?"

"I am a former White Tiger Knight, although I am employed by Rosentier, everything I have belongs to Lord Ranson, I hope you will temporarily promise Rosentier to join the Academy of Magic in his name."

With a question like "oh", Frost Feather's head was slightly raised, and the boy and girl also looked at Frost Feather with doubt.

The Academy of Magic, the most famous military school in the Empire, aims to cultivate magic chanters, in this world of swords and sorcery, there are not only magic schools, but also knight colleges, as the name suggests, is a place to cultivate knights.

In the Empire, only enough strength can be called a knight.

Frostfeather narrowed.

"What if I refuse?"

"Sending you to the guards, although there is no evidence, but you should have committed a lot of theft in the past, with my power, I can still put you in prison, you know what that means."

With that, Crantiel got up, turned his back to Frost Feather, took a few more steps forward, turned to look at Frost Feather, and gave him a few seconds to think.

"Now, pick the one you like."

The half-open mouth closed, Frost Feather's head shook slightly, and the mud dripping on her face fell onto her knees.

"Okay.".

The unexpected answer surprised both of them, who were also kneeling on the ground. Shake off the sewage from her face and hair, and although there is still a large amount of dew on Frostfeather's black hair, Frostfeather's eyes become sharp.

"Master, I will join that magic academy in the name of Rosentier."