Lancelot was very measured, and about half a day after the group walked out, Surya woke up.

At first, the girl jumped down from the qi elemental and kept asking him what had happened and where Shamu had gone, until Lancelot handed her the ring.

"He'll be back." He said so.

Su Lia remembered what Mu Yan had said before leaving the Baiyan Mine, and remembered his indifferent eyes before parting.

He ...... What the hell is going on? She asked.

Lancelot didn't answer directly, prevaricating with his usual gentle smile.

"Not everyone's curiosity is satisfied."

"He's going through something dangerous, right?" The girl asked again.

The other party remained silent.

So Surya vaguely understood something.

"Mr. Shans, am I a burden to him?"

Lancelot shook his head. "This is a question I can't answer and I'm not qualified to answer."

"I understand." She took a deep breath, "You said it was my swordsmanship instructor before, right?" You're going to help me get stronger, right? ”

"'Temporary guardian', yes, that's true, but it's more as a bodyguard." Lancelot felt that this was not enough, and explained, "Your talent is average, and you may be the best among female swordsmen, but in general you are far from it. And gender not only puts you at a disadvantage in vital strength and stamina, but it also brings a lot of inconveniences......"

His gaze swept over Surya's surprised face and landed on her long blonde hair.

"For example...... Your hair. Although long hair is beautiful, not to mention increasing the load, it will be inconvenient in high-speed movement, so swordsmen often have short hair. And you are naturally sensitive and delicate compared to men, and you are more suitable to be spellcasters, which are some of the lessons I have learned over the years, and ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Surya pull out his long sword and cut off his long hair, and the blonde hair fluttered in the air, like a flowing afterglow, silently falling to the ground.

"I'll try." The girl's eyes were full of determination.

Lancelot seemed to be startled by her, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Women cherish their hair very much, don't you feel distressed?"

The girl's resoluteness suddenly turned into grievance, she shook her head with a pout, glanced at the broken hair reluctantly, and finally picked up a handful and carefully put it away.

Lancelot couldn't help but laugh.

The boy was the same as Arthur, he thought to himself.

"Are you practicing fencing?"

"Grandfather called it 'Star Swordsmanship', and before that it was also called 'Rose Sword.'"

"'Rose'? I kind of get it. He nodded. So, you should have a broadsword, right? ”

Surya couldn't help but be a little surprised, she had never shown her swordsmanship in front of the other party in her memory.

Seeing this, Lancelot sighed: "'Rose', also known as thornberry, is a small vine-like flower that clings to fences and scaffolds to survive. Therefore, this set of swordsmanship is equipped with two swords, the broadsword represents the 'fence', or 'support', and the light sword is the thorn on the cane, although beautiful but dangerous, although weak but tenacious, it is very suitable for women's swordsmanship. ”

The girl was even more surprised, although she had never heard of what the other party said, but the general outline was almost the same as what her grandfather had told her, but it was still a little incapable for her to use two swords at the same time.

"Give me the heavy sword."

Surya hurriedly handed over the heavy sword.

Lancelot held his broad heavy sword like he was pinching a straw. The fingertips of his other hand lit up with a pale golden light, and he scribbled quickly on the sword.

Not far away, Wynne and Brando both craned their necks, but as if a force was interfering, they could never see what the other was doing.

With all this done, Lancelot threw the sword back to Surya.

"Let's start with the basics, practice fencing for an hour every morning, with epee."

The girl nodded, then took the sword, and when she got it, she found that it was at least half as heavy as before.

Fencing refers to attacking with a light sword, the frequency of sword strikes is very high, and the speed of swinging the sword is extremely fast, even so, it is not difficult for her to switch to a heavy sword, but she doesn't know why the other party does it.

But the girl didn't think much about it, since Mu Yan trusted him, she should also trust him.

……

The next morning, Surya got up early and did his morning exercise as instructed.

However, reality is always full of blows, and the heavy sword is more difficult to control than she imagined, like a drunken bull, after a sword swing, the inertia seems to carry her forward, and even if she strengthens her arm, it can't counteract this powerful inertia.

Under the suspicion, a trace of purple light soon lit up on the sword's body, and then the stone sank into the sea, like water splashed on the sand, and it leaked completely in an instant.

She didn't know that this was Mr. Shansi's hands and feet done yesterday, so she had to wave it patiently, but her movements were still clumsy and slow, far from the original graceful and agile fencing skills.

If Mu Yan was present, he would definitely use a player word to evaluate it, and that was "high-ping warrior". It's the kind of player who has a delay of at least hundreds of years, and the movement is slow, and the time the brain sends the next action command to the time the command is executed, for various reasons, is delayed for at least half a second, so it looks very clumsy and awkward.

Brando watched quietly for a long time, and was about to leave, when a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Your field has low temperature and sluggishness properties, right?"

When did he approach me? Brando's heart was shocked, and the hand on the elven sword clenched involuntarily.

"Take it easy, I have no ill will. If you can, can you help me disturb her a little from tomorrow onwards, so that she doesn't find out. It probably just offsets her progress. Lancelot whispered.

"Mr. Shans," Brando frowned slightly, "Miss Soulia's enlightenment teacher is also my teacher, Lord Rhine, the famous Morning Star Sword Master, I wonder if you have heard of it?" ”

"Nope." Someone replied crisply.

Brando was slightly stunned, but quickly relieved: it is estimated that the other party is indeed a hidden swordsman as he said. Yesterday, when the two of them knocked on the side and asked about their origins, the other party revealed that Surya and his party had strayed into his retreat place, and Pan Huan was sent out by him a few days later, his words were vague and foggy, although the perfunctory meaning was obvious, but the two of them did not ask much.

"I don't mean anything malicious," he pondered for a moment, "Teacher Rhein thinks that girls are not suitable for using swords with both hands, so she has been teaching her to switch between two swords flexibly since she was a child. I can see that you want her to rebuild her foundations, but will it be too late? ”

Hearing this, Lancelot looked at him twice.

"You know at least five kinds of swordsmanship, and your mastery is not low."

He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"I'm more sure of the two types of 'Silver Moon Slash' and 'Frost Cut', because they are more compatible with your realm, and it's obviously your major in swordsmanship," he said with a sharp turn. "But why do you still want to cultivate 'Flame Attack' and 'Fire Dragon Flash'? Obviously the phase is incompatible. I guess the one who instructed you suggested it, right? You can see that you have a lot of respect for him. ”

Brando was silent, and the other party seemed to see him through.

But what he said was right, he did change his thinking temporarily after receiving the guidance of Mr. Rhine, and made great progress from this.

"The person who guided you was very thoughtful, and he was very far-sighted in his guidance to Surya, which you may not have read." Lancelot smiled, "Don't worry, I won't hurt her, just do what I say." ”

With that, he patted Brando on the shoulder and left.

Brando looked at the clumsy girl, remembering the painful period when he changed his swordsmanship, and felt a little empathy for a while.

Then trust him, he thought.