Flame Blessing, Holy Light Prayer, Fire Sword.

Phyllis chooses the buff spell that can be blessed as soon as possible and will be most beneficial to the outcome of the battle. The Flame Blessing increases one's strength, the Light Prayer increases one's resistance to blows and magical resistance, and can also affect physical fitness to some extent, and the Sword of Fire literally covers the sword with a layer of flames.

Immediately afterward, Phyllis exerted force in her calf, and rushed towards the Occobo in one lunge.

"Attack its head! Its head is the weak point! Seeing that Phyllis was fighting with the monster, some people also began to stop, and some experienced people also saw that Phyllis was very skilled, so they reminded him.

But I don't know if Phyllis didn't hear it, a sword slashed vertically, and directly hit the land turtle head-on, and the huge impact of the land turtle running was easily defused by him.

At this time, Erin was also watching the fight blankly, she didn't have the ability to fight, so she couldn't help, but she also heard other people's comments, and Phyllis didn't seem to have the intention of directly attacking the head of the land turtle.

"Why not hit the head! Doesn't this maid have combat experience? ”

"If you hit the head, the chocobo turtle will shrink its head, so that it can hold on until the teacher comes!"

"Can anyone tell her?"

"Shut up!" Erin growled.

“…… What the? ”

"Princess of the Sea Pines, are you talking to us?"

"I said, shut up!" Erin said loudly.

Erin's voice was unexpectedly loud, even giving it the feeling of roaring. This way of speaking loudly was not common among the aristocracy, as it did not actually serve any purpose, but on the contrary, only aroused the resentment of others.

Nobles who can't control their emotions and are not elegant at all, even if they express something, there is no need to spend time and energy to understand it. It seems that the aristocratic world thinks so.

None of the nobles present had a higher status than Erin, so they could not disobey Erin's orders, but that did not prevent them from despising Erin.

In addition, Erin has never communicated with them before, the lonely Erin, who never understands the people's feelings and never talks to the low-level nobles, she is now in such an ugly state, I am afraid that many nobles like to see it.

On this side of the battlefield where there is no gunpowder, Erin seems to have the whole scene still, but on that side, Phyllis's battle does not stop.

His first strategy was to stop the Zocobo Turtle's charge so that it could not cause a devastating disaster. Then, he began to fight with the Pacco, he used his speed advantage to easily attack the Pacco, three swords in a row, because of the blessing of the Sword of Fire, the Bugco's hands were immediately picked apart.

Taking advantage of this moment, Phyllis immediately turned sideways for two weeks in a row, his body drove the long sword to sweep continuously, and even the skirt danced, but Phyllis's defense was very strict, in addition to stockings, he also prepared bloomers, so there would definitely be no risk.

The successive attacks hit the same carapace of the Polcobo Turtle, causing a long, charred black mark to appear on its chest. This mark is currently the most vulnerable part of the entire carapace of the Zocobo.

"This can't kill the chocobo, its heart is in the head, only the head is its most critical position!" Immediately, someone couldn't help but remind.

"This is Phyllis's war, don't point fingers!" Erin turned to the man.

The man immediately shut his mouth, but there was still an indignant look on his face.

No matter who it is, it will be angry to be rejected like this when they are kind enough to help, not to mention that the other party is still "that princess", which is even more unbearable.

However, as Irene said, Phyllis's battle is his own, and he has no distractions in the battle. The only thing he could discern about anything around him was whether it was relevant to the battle or not, and other than that, he would devote himself to the battle.

After two consecutive attacks weakened the protection of the armor, Phyllis immediately took advantage of the unstable center of gravity of the landing turtle and stepped forward with a sword, piercing the opponent's armor.

"Whew!" Immediately after, he immediately drew his long sword, bringing out the crimson blood.

"It's useless." Everyone watching this was already desperate, "The chocobo turtle will not lose its combat effectiveness after being injured, and if it does not hit its head......"

The person who said this looked at Erin, although he had a stomach full of things to say, but because of Erin's affection, he finally endured it and didn't say it. However, Erin did not refute this sentence, because even she did find it.

The other party is right, there is really not much difference between the injured Pacco and the injured before the injury, if there is anything, it is that the injured Polco Turtle began to wave his hands wildly.

Phyllis cleverly concealed her body in front of the carapace, which the tortoise could not catch as long as it was clinging to the carapace. At the same time, he put his hand inside the tortoise's wound.

"It's head! Its head is the same as that of a snake, be careful! The reminder seemed too late, and the tortoise immediately reached out as a last resort, pulling its long neck down and trying to crush Phyllis's head with its teeth.

"Poof-" Phyllis immediately pulled her hand out at this time, and in an instant, the action of the land turtle seemed to freeze, the snake's head stopped moving, the hands that kept shaking also stopped moving, and the slowly retreating body was frozen in that second.

Phyllis pulled out of its chest a stone about the size of a thumb, and it appeared that the tortoise was powered by it. The spectators who had just been chattering on the sidelines understood Phyllis's intentions, and the maid lady had not only wanted to repel the beast from the beginning, but had wanted to kill it.

This is the core spar of Warcraft, commonly known as crystal nucleus or magic core. It contains a great deal of magic that can be used for research, manufacturing, and sometimes for power. In some specific cases, if you let ordinary beasts devour this kind of thing, ordinary animals will gradually become demonic.

He glanced at the dagger, which had become unusable after being scorched by the sword of fire and worn out by battle. In some places, it even looks like it has been corroded due to melting.

Phyllis carried her sword and walked slowly towards Erin. In front of Her Royal Highness the princess, he knelt down on one knee and presented the sword along with the crystal nucleus that had just been dug out of the demonic beast's body.

Just as a knight's squire treats a knight, and a knight treats the royal family he serves, he dedicates all the treasures and weapons he has hunted to his master.

Irene had many servants, but never one.

To be more precise, Phyllis had never seen a servant half covered in blood, with a sword and a magic core in both hands to offer her the spoils of war.

Phyllis held her head high, wanting to accept Erin's praise and approval, but he was not greeted as he wished, and Erin fled without looking back.