In fact, Momoli misunderstood one thing, that is, Moslian's true strength.

In normal training, Moslian tried his best to use his dexterity to deal with Momoli, after all, he couldn't match his strength.

Simply try to minimize the amount of power used in each battle, and use more strength on changing moves, so that the strength naturally appears to be much smaller.

In this battle, Mo Moli was unable to use the power of magic blessing, and Moslian also used all his strength.

Shengji gradually approached Moslian, but just as he deceived himself again, trying to suppress Momoli in one go, an accident happened.

"Think I can beat me without magic?" As soon as Mo Moli's words fell, he suddenly exploded at a completely different speed than just now.

It is true that Moslian can't feel a trace of magic surging on her, but the sudden increase in speed and power must be some secret method.

The only thing in the rules is that magic cannot be used, no wonder Momoli agreed so happily, it turns out that there are hidden means.

The situation changed again and again, and Moslian, who seemed calm just now, was forced to retreat, but his pace and body were not chaotic at all.

After such a long battle, Moslian has long understood Momoli's style of play.

In addition to traditional assassination techniques, her favorite thing to use is stabbing, and she likes to stab at three parts: chest, neck, and head.

The current battle is no exception, Mo Moli is tightly clinging to his parts, although it is just training, the habit still can't be changed.

Knowing the trajectory of the other party's movements, Moslian was ready to greet him early, and he was able to react in advance every time, so that De Momoli took the initiative to bump into his gun.

"You've lost." When Moslian said this, the wooden dagger was already pressed against Mo Moli's chest.

When she resisted, she actually concave a soft arc, and Moslian thought she was a flat plate, but it turned out to be a little material.

"Look where, be careful that I gouge out your eyeballs!" Losing the competition, Mo Moli looked at Moslian and said very unhappily.

Although it was worth rejoicing to win Momoli for the first time, Moslian was not overjoyed, and how much water Momoli put in it, as long as she knew herself.

Moslian didn't know exactly how much water she put in, but he still knew about it.

Just from the fact that she doesn't care about winning or losing at all, and according to her habitual offensive behavior, it shouldn't appear on people who have been on the battlefield for a long time, just based on this, you can preliminarily judge how much water she has released.

"It's a man's instinct to appreciate beautiful women, and you can't blame me." Moslian spread his hand and patted him on the back by the way.

This kind of invisible praise made Mo Moli very useful, but just as he was about to ask Mo Moli for stealth magic, he felt a cold wind blowing behind him, and the murderous aura seemed to condense into substance.

"Charles... What are you doing here. Mo Moli in front of her was the first to react, because of this position, she was the first to see Charles arrive.

As for why she was so nervous, even she didn't know, probably because she asked Moslian not to get close to Charles, and she ended up getting into a fight with Moslian......

Shire? Moslian was suddenly stunned, he was so busy with training these days that he almost forgot about Charles, and wanted to see her, but he was afraid of being seen, and was summoned by the dean for criticism.

Moreover, he also promised Momoli not to approach Charles again, and all kinds of factors added up, putting the matter of going to see Charles to the end.

The three of them were in a stalemate for about a minute, and finally Moslian decided to come out and break the deadlock, because two girls with extremely low emotional intelligence collided together, and they didn't know what would happen.

"Charles, why are you here?" Moslian turned to Charles and smiled, and after a myriad of countermeasures came to mind, he finally decided to tell the truth.

At most, modify the state of mind, the thing is true, and the words can be fake.

"I'm bothering you, am I?" Charles suppressed his anger.

She had been thinking about the person she was worried about for the past few days, but she ended up with other women, and she was so happy, and this person was still her so-called friend.

The feeling of double betrayal made Dechar's emotions almost out of control.

"You misunderstood, I just asked Momoli to teach me magic and physical arts, I want to join the Praetorian Knights with you, so that I can support myself and no longer have to be bound by anyone." The words are true, but unfortunately Moslian does not intend to join the Praetorian Knights.

The Praetorian Knights were able to gain a lot of power at the beginning, but at the same time they lost the opportunity to ascend.

Unless you survive countless and extremely dangerous battles, you will have a chance to rise through the ranks and become an Imperial Lord.

Praetorian Knights have a low threshold, and they are dedicated to accepting those who have no useful background, but will always have a certain talent, or some special abilities, to join the legion.

The abbreviation is a more powerful cannon fodder group, feared but not respected.

Hearing Moslian's words, Charles instantly calmed down, because she knew what it meant to join the Praetorian Knights.

She was surprised and delighted that someone was willing to join the Order for her, and combined with Moslian's behavior and the words of the previous parting, Charles immediately believed it.

'Why did you join the Order for me, did you like me?' Is this a confession, then should I accept it? ’

Charles, who was confused by Moslian's words, was stunned in place, thinking wildly.

solved the matter here, but saw Mo Moli's unhappy expression, and just let her promise to teach herself magic, and then this happened.

Moslian had some liver pain, and Charles couldn't have come at the right time.

"The Praetorian Knights are dangerous, do you really want to join? If it's you, start with the city defenders. After regaining his composure, Charles said objectively.

Although she was glad that someone was willing to do this for herself, the Praetorian Knights didn't know if there was a tomorrow, and she didn't want to bother Moslian.

Moslian didn't listen to a word about Charles, the Praetorian knights were dangerous, but the soldiers defending the city were not dangerous.

Occasionally, when investigating some deaths, or catching a prisoner, you will have to be killed like a passerby when you encounter a powerful criminal.

To be precise, the soldiers defending the city are not much better than the knights of the Praetorian Guard, even if you are lucky and sent to a relatively peaceful town to garrison, then you can only be a squad leader at most for the rest of your life.

During the war years, it was not easy to hold any position, and as for the officer, it was always good, but there was a chance to climb to this position.