What the hell is going on up there, can you give me a look...... - Eric who has nothing to do

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The Turing Swordsmen who accompanied Leoric to unify the Horse Plain and establish the Morning Star Empire were a combined legion, including nine legions including the White Crow, Desert Wind, and Twilight, led by Younero Jones.

With the exception of Yunero himself and the other nine Legion Commanders who are all legendary swordsmen, all members of the Turing Swordsman Regiment are swordsmen of the Thuric rank or higher (30+). The swordsmanship used by each legion was also tailored by Lancelot to the function of its legion, hence the name of the sword.

And the White Crow Sword Technique is also one of his most proud works.

The rose swordsmanship he taught to Arthur Edwards was a combination fencing technique, and although it could be used separately, it was like a rose vine without a fence, and it was easy to put himself in a situation of isolation, so he specially designed a set of pure defensive swordsmanship to cooperate with it, and gave it to Yunero.

As his right-hand man, the two usually have more contact, so over time, Yunero developed an inexplicable affection for Arthur, and became more and more addicted to it, and later even reached the point where "as long as you are not blind you can see it, but you think no one knows".

Therefore, Lancelot generously delivered an assist.

However, it didn't work, and Arthur almost said to him, "You treat me like a brother."

After all, just as Youneru's fascination with Arthur is almost "known", Arthur doesn't say anything, but her completely different attitude towards Lancelot also seems to be telling something.

The love in the girl's eyes is as bright as the red rose that blooms on the white fence in the bitter winter—and conspicuous,

It's a pity that there is a blind man who can't see.

(That is, if Leoric liked Yunero...... Cough...... ）

Aside from these gossips, Yuneru, as a top swordsman, has extraordinary combat qualities, even if he does not have this relationship with Arthur, for the sake of his teammates, he will do his best to play a thick earthen wall to withstand damage and defend, which leads him to favor the Rook Legion, which has almost become the strongest and toughest legion in the Swordsman Legion.

This is also the reason why, after his disappearance, when the Turing Swordsmen defected from the Morning Star, the Legion Commander who succeeded him in the Black Thorn Forest would tearfully leave the White Crow Swordsmen to break off - except that the White Crow Swordsmanship was more suitable for defense, only this legion could complete this almost impossible task, and only their sacrifice would not become a senseless sacrifice.

Prior to Yuneru's disappearance, the Legion had had three Legion Commanders, each of whom he had personally taught the art of the Raven Swordsmanship, and Silio being the third, though he was not called that name at the time.

Ever since he came to Heru, Celio had kept track of the time. Aside from the untold years of the River Styx, he'd been here for five hundred years, and he'd seen some souls from Lokan, but most of them were mages, and there were quite a few captured soul grabbers, and he had barely seen a swordsman, let alone an elf.

(Elves have a long lifespan and a sparse population, and most of them will not have regrets and obsessions at the end of their lives, so they will melt after entering the river.) ）

However, within a day today, he not only saw a rare elf, but also a strange swordsman! A female swordsman who can climb ashore on her own and looks like Chief Arthur! What's more, the other party's white crow swordsmanship is familiar with it, and he can't help but cry.

It's been so many years since the Turing Swordsmen betrayed the Morning Star, why can there still be such an authentic White Crow swordsmanship? Could it be that the Imperials are coming again?

What he didn't know was that the White Crow Sword Technique was divided into two versions, a simplified version and a full version, the latter being kept secret within the empire, and the former being circulated throughout the Horse Plain.

Just as after Jialan betrayed the Morning Star, he still opened the Mage Association to all corners of the three empires under pressure to cultivate mage power for mankind, Turing also knew that these swordsmanship were the wealth left by Lancelot and should belong to all mankind, so he temporarily put aside the barrier.

Although everyone should still be ridiculed and ridiculed, they should take advantage of each other, and there are a lot of trash words that should be said, but on the issue of population, the three empires have a surprising tacit understanding: this is just an internal fight, and there is no need to let the foreigners see the jokes,

What he couldn't imagine was that Sullya's swordsmanship was taught by Lancelot himself, which was one level higher than the nine legion commanders, and even much higher than that of Yunero back then—after all, Lancelot, as an instructor, was not as rebellious as he is now.

On the other hand, Sulia, who prompted Silio to cry, was full of doubts.

She didn't know about the twists and turns of the necromancer, so she didn't know that Zayx's bone spirit swordsman was not using the Origin Soul Fire, but the fusion soul that had been cultivated the day after tomorrow. But Silio's swordsmanship does go deep into the bone marrow, and even his soulless body can inherit some charm, which causes the girl to be very puzzled about the other party's identity.

If it's a living person in front of you, then whose skeleton is it?

If it's a dead man, then whose skeleton is it?

As far as her current knowledge is concerned, this problem cannot be satisfactorily explained.

"Are you from the Turing Swordsmen's Order?" So she spoke, "Died in the Battle of the Black Thorn Forest in the 74th year of the Faith Calendar? ”

She used the lingua franca - the Samiga language was deliberately simplified and improved by humans in order to communicate with other races, and spread to other races under the name "Lokan lingua franca".

So Silio didn't understand it at all.

But the old swordsman suddenly remembered one thing: he didn't understand, and the elf probably did.

So Cyrio immediately turned around and said, "I need that elf, this outsider is talking to me." ”

Sherlock tensed up.

"Talk? Do you know her? You're from the same place again? ”

"It seems so, but I don't understand her language, if you want to live, bring that elf here."

"You're threatening me?"

Sherlock seemed to be annoyed by his minions, his eyebrows squeezed together in his squinting eyes, and his expression was grim.

Cylio was once again in a sharp pain, this time stronger than ever, and the damned merchant even forgot that he was still in the middle of a battle with an unknown enemy, and let him fall to his knees.

Startled by the other man's movement, Surya instinctively took a step back, but then noticed that her opponent's hand was lying on the ground writing something.

Seem...... Painted a badge?

At this time, Sherlock was rushing over with Amacer, who had been tied up into a dumpling.

Cyrio also stopped his movements, he felt the pain lessen slightly, and knew that Sherlock was coming, and stepped back half a step with his hands on the ground, and half-raised his body to make an extremely defiant gesture to Surya.

The girl's brows furrowed slightly, and she temporarily put her doubts behind her, and rushed over with a kick on her feet.

This time, however, Silio did not respond, but cryptically pointed to his feet and avoided the blow.

To show that he really didn't want to fight, he stuck his sword in the ground.

"What's wrong with you?"

Sherlock arrived just in time.

"I'm afraid I'll hurt her by mistake, so I'll put my sword down first." Silio bowed his head respectfully: "You insisted on doing this. ”

Sherlock glanced at him in surprise. He had the impression that from the first day he had taken control of the brand, the stubborn old man had never been so submissive.

Could it be that the pain just now taught him a lesson?

If you're afraid of pain, say it early! It's stubborn.

The merchant snorted, shook the elf in his hand, and threw it to Celio.

During this period, Surya also saw the pattern left on the ground by the other party - a raven was wrapped in shackles, probably to express his involuntary meaning as a crow swordsman?

Thinking like this, the girl raised her head, and her pupils shrank.

The sturdy elf with a languid expression and a bundle...... Is it Amacer!?

In addition, Silio deliberately stood behind Sherlock at this time, with his head bowed, showing a loyal servant......

Surya would be really stupid if she didn't understand what the other party meant, and she grabbed the five fingers of the hilt of the sword involuntarily and strained slightly.

Celeor took in her movements, and only then did he loosen some of the aquatic plants on Amacer's body.

"[Samika] She's a human being of your time, isn't she? Can you talk? ”

The strange power of the aquatic plants made Amath extremely weak, and he now had trouble opening his eyes.

But when he saw who the person in front of him was, his eyes widened suddenly.

I'm not dreaming, am I? Suria She ...... Also dead? What the hell is that guy named 'Shamu' up to? Where is he?

"Speak!" Sherlock kicked the elf impatiently.

Seeing the dead fat man's behavior, Surya's hand holding the sword almost rose.

"[In Samican] tell her who I am." Celio paused, adding, "The identity you know. ”

Amacer nodded, turning to Surya.

"This is a member of the White Crow Swordsmen, who died in the Black Thorn Forest."

"Where is this? Why did you become like this? What about Shamu? ”

"I'm sorry, but I can only answer one of your questions. Now I'm the trophy, and the owners are these two, but it seems that this swordsman is also under the control of others. Also, it would be better for us to pretend we don't know. ”

After listening to this, Surya wanted to ask something, but saw that Amather was moved away by the other party.

What did she ask? How do you answer? Celio asked.

"She asked me where it was, why an elf and a crow swordsman were here, and I said I didn't know." Amacer said.

"You don't know?"

"I don't know." The elf said lightly.

Cyrio stared into his eyes for a few seconds, didn't say anything, and instead explained to Sherlock.

They knew each other, but they lied about it. And they don't know what Heru is. ”

"Yes, I can see that the stupid outsider thinks he can escape Sherlock's wise gaze." The merchant rubbed his chin and snorted, "Explain to them Heru, and then explain how rich I am in Vadan City." Asking if that strange woman would like to be my personal maid is of course premised on accepting the brand. ”

Speaking of which, Sherlock's expression became extremely obscene.

Silio hung his head, not letting the disgust on his face be seen.

"[Samika] This is Heru, the land of the dead, but there are also natives, and like fishermen squatting by the river, they are ready to enslave us. The fat man behind me is a native, and I've been his servant for a long time, and I can't let you go. ”

This time, Amacer stared at him, and he wasn't sure if what the other party said was true.

"I didn't lie to you the way you lied to me, boy." The old swordsman sneered. "I know you know. We all know that. ”

Sherlock snorted coldly.

Amatho pursed his lips and repeated what he meant.

After listening, Surya immediately asked.

"Do you still have combat power?"

"If we didn't have this damn weed, we might be able to fight, but I don't think even the two of us in our heyday combined would be able to defeat this one."

Surya was silent, and she glanced at Sherlock.

The latter noticed the gaze of the girl in front of him, and thought that this was the other party looking at him, and immediately raised his head, stood straight, bowed slightly in a gentlemanly manner, and quietly arranged his bow tie, revealing the jeweled ring he was wearing on his finger.

"And what if I pester this guy and let you take care of this dead fat man?" The girl asked.

"It won't take more than three seconds."

"Okay."

The girl nodded.

Seeing her nodding, Sherlock's face turned red with excitement.

"[Heru] ask her how she replied."

Celio looked at Amatho, who pondered for a moment, and asked:

"[Samika] If we kill this dead fat man, will it do anything to you?"

Celeo, a little surprised, tilted the corners of his mouth.

"Of course not, but before that I kill you."

"She said she could hold you down for three seconds, and if she could untie the ropes from me, she would have a chance."

"It's difficult," Silio glanced at Sherlock. "But I can try. I hope you take advantage of this fleeting opportunity.

"You're going to make her successful, aren't you?"

"[Heru] doesn't count if I say it." Syrio smiled, then turned to the merchant.

"What did she say?" Sherlock asked.

"She said that she had just arrived in Heru, that she had no concept of 'wealth', and that she was very suspicious of your words when she saw you treating her own kind so rudely."

"But why did she nod?"

Silio smiled and pointed at Amacer: "This guy came up with a pretty clever idea, he lied to this lady that he would come to her rescue if he got out of trouble, and then used it as a bargaining chip to beg you to let him go." ”

Sherlock couldn't help but laugh too.

"The lady believes it?"

"Of course, you can see that she is all nodding."

"And how did you reply to him?"

"Didn't you hear that?" Celio smiled.

The merchant looked satisfied, he was very satisfied with the servant's sensible sentence "I said it doesn't count", and then pointed at Amacer: "Cripple this kid, we only have one rope, of course we have to give priority to the lady." ”

"As you wish."

Silio bowed slightly, and the moment he looked up, he slashed the aquatic plants that bound Amatho with a sword.