"Originally, I only wanted to lock him up for more than ten years, but I didn't expect the effect to be too good, and I directly met the promotion ceremony of the sparrow, which can't blame us. Brut spread his hands.

"Do sparrows have to do that kind of thing when they turn into crows—" Gran said, glancing back at the alley as she put her disguise back on.

"It doesn't have to be killing, but it is said that it must be a death penalty, and it must be done under the supervision of a raven, so that the queen can execute them at any time according to the law. ”

"Isn't that the equivalent of hiring a bunch of condemned prisoners, and that's how Pamela got to where she is today?" said Gran, feeling disapproving.

"Pamela prospered because he was the center of the continent, and he was rich in spices, and he sold very well, and the queen's system was not for prosperity, absolutely not. Don't think this is some kind of paradise, this is the abyss..."Brut said this, and gestured to Gran with his eyes, and the rest of the words could not be spoken.

"Let's go, I need a drink today. Gran's voice had reverted to a thick one, and she didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Let's go, I'm in for a treat. With his arms around Gran, Brut looked in a good mood.

"Ten gold coins isn't enough for me to drink. ”

"Just mix it with water. Brut was knocked on the head by Gran after speaking, "Oh, just kidding, I've got it all, you can drink as much as you want." ”

Brut and Gran completed the commission, and naturally received their reward of ten gold coins. However, Rod's injury did not heal faster, because he could not participate in the gladiatorial fight after the injury. So Lott was going to abstain, but Saya stopped him.

"Although Rhodes is gone, you can still go, and I don't expect you to win anyway, it's always good to see the world more. Saiya and Lott were in front of Rod's hospital bed, and Rod was actually in good spirits, but now that he had a nose injury, he couldn't make too many expressions or say a lot, so he looked at the two with slanted eyes.

"I know, it's just that Rhodes can't participate, so I'm not interested. Lott tugged at the table with his hand.

"Not interested," Saiya raised an eyebrow, "Have you seen your next opponent?"

"Didn't pay attention, what's wrong?" said Lot, trying to flip through the paper of the schedule.

With a wicked smile on her face, Saiya said slowly, "Bu~Lu~Te, and Gran, are you not interested?"

"Brut?!" both teenagers screamed when they heard the name, and Rod screamed twice in pain because of it.

"It's the Brut you know. Saiya rushed forward and jumped up to Lotter, "Are you still interested?"

The answer was obvious, and on the day of the game, Lott walked into the gladiatorial arena alone with a wooden sword.

There was a lot of commotion in the audience, because many people thought that Lott would give up the game because of his partner's injury, but the boy did not give up and returned to the gladiatorial arena.

Therefore, many cheers shouted at Lot. The boy clenched his wooden sword and looked nervously at the other side, where Brut and a man named Gran were looking at him.

Originally, it was often two to one on their side, but now it's one against two, and Lott really feels ironic when he thinks about it. However, they are actually different from the two of Lot, Rod and Lott have been judged to be novices after testing, so they can both play at the same time. In the case of Brut and Gran, if they want to play together, they will be limited to using one hand, which means that they can only use one-handed weapons, not secondary weapons, nor fists with the other hand, and once they use both hands at the same time, they will be awarded a direct loss.

Although Brut had seen it before, it was not a fight at all, so Lott didn't know anything about their strength, and he didn't know what weapon the man named Gran was using, until she pulled out the weapon in the gladiatorial arena, and Lott realized that it was a stabbing sword.

Lott had never seen a sword used, and although it resembled a longsword in appearance, it was immediately different from the way it was used. The stabbing sword has no blades on the left and right, only an elongated blade and a sharp tip, which leads to its use not by chopping, but only by stabbing.

There are very few people who use this kind of weapon, so Lott only knows the bayonet and has not been exposed here, and the combat experience is blank.

As the referee's whistle remembered, the gladiatorial fight officially began.

Lott understands the situation on the field, in the past, he and Rod trapped others one after another, but now they are trapped by others one after another. Lot, who is lagging behind in all aspects, has no hope of victory.

Lot, who thought he was over, thought that he could block a few moves on his own, but while he was still thinking, Brut retreated.

Strange about his abnormal behavior, Lott was puzzled, and suddenly Gran's voice came from behind, "We don't bully you, let's both come one by one, I'll go first." With that, a sword stabbed at him, and Lott quickly turned around to parry, and began to retreat. This turnaround reaction was the result of a year of practice, attracted by Rod's description of Wind's Brandt's backhand backhand stabbing technique, which Lott hoped he could do too, and although not as good as a male thief for the time being, he could barely perceive the movement behind him.

Gran's attack continued, she didn't give up and quickly forced Lot to the sidelines, she stabbed extremely fast, Lott was already very reluctant to parry, but when the teenager showed his flaws, Gran always stopped, waited until Lott eased up and continued, there was really no room for counterattack under such an offensive.

However, as Saiya taught at the beginning, the more people who are in crisis, the more they must be careful, Gran has unconsciously increased the amplitude of his attacks because of his advantage, and the corresponding flaws are becoming bigger and bigger.

When Lott felt that the time was ripe, he suddenly switched his sword to his left hand, his figure flashed, and his right hand grabbed Gran's stabbing hand, and at the same time, he raised his left hand and stabbed directly at Gran's mask like a stabbing sword.

Because of the proximity, Gran was frightened by the sudden attack, and now she completely lost the opportunity to dodge, and with a muffled snap, Gran's mask was knocked off by the stab.

A beautiful face behind the mask was suddenly surprised by Lot, and then blushed, although Gran immediately picked up the mask, but the mask seemed to be damaged by Lot's thorn, how could not be put on, Gran scolded and stepped aside, she was stabbed in the face She has been counted as a defeat, and can not continue to fight.

"You're cheating, Lot. Brut approached him with a smile.

"Cheating?" Lott quickly looked down at his body, "Where did I cheat?"

"If everybody can use a sword as a sword, what else do you want to do with a sword? You can make the sword stab with just one hand, and if it's not a wooden sword, do you think you can do it?"

Without thinking about this problem, Lott thought about it as if this was the case, because he stabbed it with one hand, if it was a real sword, it would not be so ideal in terms of speed and accuracy, and the possibility of killing himself was greater.

That seems to make sense. Lott generously admitted his actions: "In that case, then I will lose." Lott laughed, "But..."

"But?" Brut raised an eyebrow.

Hahaha, Lott laughed awkwardly, "It's just that before I get off the field, I want to ask you for advice, how to deal with the bayone, okay?" Lott knows very well that Brut and Gran are partners, and Brut must know Gran best, and the weapon of the bayone, blindly simulating the illusion, is far less than a person who really understands it.

Brut guessed this half of the sentence, this kid is very studious, he likes it very much, he looked at Hopler and Saiya in the audience, he nodded, "No problem." He turned his head to Gran, who pressed the helmet on his face with one hand and the weapon in the other, and saw Brutt's eyes, and she threw the wooden bayonet to Lot.

This was obviously not the kind of thing that should happen in a gladiatorial arena, but they did not break the rules, the referees did not interfere with them, and the audience understood Lot's confusion as a novice, so they turned their attention to the other three groups of gladiatorial fights, giving them plenty of time.

Picking up the bayonet sword, Lott weighed it, even if it was wooden, he could clearly feel that it was indeed much lighter than the long sword. Then he took it in his hand and waved it twice, and Lott remembered Gran's action just now, and tried to stab Brunt.

However, Brut dodged casually, and then stepped forward with his feet, stepping in front of Lot, and the sword was directly pressed against the boy's chest.

Surprised to subdue Lott with just one move, the boy began to think.

"Got it, the biggest weakness of the stabbing sword?" Brut withdrew his sword.

"Because there are no blades on the left and right, you can't swing and slash, so once you are close to someone, you won't have the ability to parry?"

"That's right," Brut nodded, "The bayonet can perform a lot of attack routines at medium distance, but once it is far away or close, it is difficult to play, especially in close combat, and the bayonet has no way. Therefore, people who use bayonets will frequently use forward and backward jumps. He jumped backwards as he spoke, "This kind of agile and rhythmic jumping is a must for bayonet users, and it is even more important than the use of the bayonet itself." Brut spoke freely, because he did not belong to the guild, he was a free man, and he was not restricted in any way.

"So as long as you disrupt his rhythm, or press him head-on, the sword will fall into passivity. Lott understood, and tried to jump himself, and then he raised his sword and stabbed Brut again.

This time, Lott gave full play to his movement rhythm, and Brut parried and attacked for several rounds without threatening him again, although Lott was very rusty with the mastery of the bayone, but with the addition of retreat, he could barely maneuver.

But after a few rounds, "Smack!" Lot's bayonet sword was picked up by Brut at once, and Lot, who lost his weapon, directly raised his hands and surrendered, "How are you..."

"Your routine is too fixed," Brut patted him on the shoulder, "I have memorized you back and forth several times, I can naturally predict the direction of your next sword stab." ”

"Oh...," Lott thought as he retrieved his weapon.

"A bayonet sword is more dexterous than a long sword, not only in terms of speed, but also in terms of routines. Because under the threat of a stab, if you can't predict the next hit, this will be very cautious for the opponent, because he is afraid that you will be stabbed in the process of blind approach, you should feel a little bit, right?"

"Well," Lott admitted, "the sword is as fierce as a viper, and I can't guard against it, let alone venture near it." ”

"So" Brut rushed over again before he finished speaking, and Lott hurriedly met the attack, but he was pushed to the chest again in two strokes, "One is to predict his movements, in fact, it can also be relied on to disrupt his rhythm, and it is also effective to surprise him." In the battle with the bayonet, you must definitely stay away or get closer as soon as possible, don't be led by the nose by the sword, under his most suitable distance, you can't last long, you think Gran stopped a few times in order not to kill you. ”

"It's really not a weapon that can be easily mastered. "Lott has a wry smile on his face" is very strong in the middle distance, but at other times it is too difficult to play. ”

"Well, don't learn to use it for the time being, just learn how to deal with it. But even if it's me, there's nothing I can do in the face of the stabbing sword under my master, there is a holy woman nicknamed Silver Sword Ji who uses a stabbing sword instead of their holy weapon, and the extent to which she can cooperate with her own holy can you simply imagine. After speaking, Brutt's sword pressed against Lot's chest, "Class~"

The victory and defeat have been divided, and with the end of the curtain that was already no suspense, this gladiatorial fight is over.

"Thank you for your advice. Lott bowed deeply to them.

"No thanks, just do it. Gran waved his hand.

"And besides," Lott didn't straighten up yet, "I wish you all happiness!"

"Eh!" the two men were suddenly startled by this sentence.

Lott turned around and ran away before they could react, leaving the two in a panic.

"Hmph, I don't know if he can give me happiness. Muttering softly, Gran turned to walk towards the break room, holding on his mask.

"Absolutely. Brut said coldly.

"You hear me!" Gran blushed to the base of his neck, and stayed where he was, not daring to look back.

"I won't let your fart sound. Holding her hand, Brut laughed.

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