Chapter 8: August Pendragon
Augst watched Serena cautiously, and from the point of view of the duel, Serena was indeed flawed, no different from the fat on a cutting board. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He didn't dare to attack, pacing back and forth on the field. Abel on the side was already tired of this meeting.
At last Augst danced his wooden sword, and Serena had no tricks to play and went head-to-head in the open. In the duel between you and me, Serena has a clear advantage. She knew how Augst would attack, how he would swing his sword. Even in what direction the blade was coming, Serena knew it well. This invisible advantage makes Serena's battle seem really easy.
A few rounds later, after a frustrating move from Augast, Serena restrained Augast's neck.
"Damn!" Augst scolded, more of a frustration.
This scene reminded Abel of the scene when he was also distressed, and he can't remember the specifics. In short, it's the kind of powerless and unwilling mood.
"I said, you can't win me, my eyes see through all your routines. Serena said impatiently, "Maybe you can beat me blindfolded." ā
Ogst pushed away the wooden sword that Serena had placed around his neck and said, "One more time." ā
"Come back!" Abel objected, "You want to practice with me, but you've been competing with Serena for the past few days!"
"Listen to this kid, you can't win anyway. Serena said disdainfully.
"I promise it's the last time, and this time Serena will lose. Augst didn't look at Serena at all as she spoke, so that she couldn't read what she was thinking.
"Looks like you've got the hang of it?" said Serena, laughing.
Augst didn't answer, and he already knew in many duels that no matter what move or trick, as long as he looked at Serena, it wouldn't work. I thought that I could defeat her through my skillful skills and experience, but as long as the winning means played out in my mind would be exposed to Serena in time, her amazing speed was naturally reflected in her coping strategy. Each time, he can avoid the trap he has set, or arm himself with the Achilles heel that he has always had.
At this time, Augst had given up on defeating Serena by ordinary means, and he thought that as long as his eyes did not touch her eyes, he would be able to defeat her by hiding his mind.
The battle began, and Ogst's eyes were fixed on the ground, trying to grasp the scene through the shadows. Serena knew exactly what he was thinking, and Ogst, who had lost his eyesight, must not be able to defend well now. Serena stepped forward and swung a bland sword, and August raised his sword to block it and almost missed it. Fortunately, the blade was long, and Augst's hand was strong, and Serena's wooden sword slashed at the end of his blade.
Ogst unsheathed her sword and struck a quick blow from the bottom up. The two of them frequently fought in temptation and calculation, and Augst, who could only see the shadow, was even more inferior than when he was read by Serena before.
Abel worries about Auberst, and only looking at the floor battle is something he can't do. Even an experienced knight could not fight as swiftly as a swift warrior, let alone Serena, who could not deal with a swift warrior. Every time Serena attacked, Augst could only dodge to the side while parrying indiscriminately, and even Able seemed to be able to defeat such a righteous knight.
Serena tested his defenses enough and began to attack aggressively. All Augst did was dodge and parry. How many times, Serena's wooden sword struck him in the arm and back. If it had been a real battle, Augst would have bled to death. Serena pressed closer, just as she was about to end the fight in one fell swoop. Augst suddenly raised his head, and with it came the sand that made people unable to open their eyes.
In an instant, Serena read his ruse, and fell for it. I didn't expect him to use his original plan to calculate himself. And after burying his head and pretending to be a disadvantage, he got used to his left and right dodging, and let himself who began to be arrogant fall into his trap.
Serena leaped backwards, trying to open her eyes while guarding against Ogst's attack. Serena frantically pulled away Ogst's wooden sword, and Ogst unhurriedly pressed the sword against her neck. This time, the angry and helpless person became Serena.
"Enough, enough. Serena threw down her wooden sword, rubbed her eyes, and said, "I lost." ā
"I'm sorry for your eyes. Augst gasped.
"Don't be sorry, it's just an eye for an eye. Serena muttered, "Now I have to wash my eyes and take a shower." ā
With that saying that, Serena left the courtyard, and Ogast picked up the wooden sword and threw it to Abel, signaling that it was time to start Abel's swordsmanship lesson.
Abel shouted to Augst with great satisfaction, "The battle just now was so interesting!"
Ogast smiled at him, "No, I was just clever." If she really fought, that kind of carving insect skill would not be able to stop Serena at all. ā
"yes...... How can you defeat an enemy who knows what to do next?" Abel thought with a pensive expression, and then asked, "Why do you want to defeat Serena so much?"
"yes, why?" Ogst thought for a moment while propping up the ground with the wooden sword in his hand, "Maybe that's how people are?"
The beard on the corner of Abel's mouth shook and said with a smile: "Strictly speaking, I am not human. ā
Augst was amused and said, "Let me say it differently." Perhaps, this is the case with all creatures. Humans, elves, orcs, and dwarves all possess a soul created by a touch. Usually, when people see a problem that cannot be solved, they will try to solve it. Even if you are told that this is an unsolvable question, even if you find that it is an ultimate question with no answers. People will also try, not because there is any hope, but because there is no reason to do it. Maybe sometimes they give up, but even they don't believe they give up. One day, when they look back and see this problem, they will still devote themselves to it without hesitation. ā
"Why do you want to do this?" Abel asked.
"Perhaps...... In the depths of our souls, there is a voice telling us what we should do. As it sounds, we know that this is not madness, not some fanatical dogma, not an illusion of the morals and rules we have been indoctrinated. "It's not so false that it's so real that we don't even realize it's talking to our hearts, so we pursue it without hesitation." ā
"And what is it?" Abel asked.
Ogst withdrew his gaze from afar to Abel's and said, "I don't know, maybe it's God?"
Ogst picked up his wooden sword and swung it in the air, ready to continue teaching Abel swordsmanship. Then Krinus was heard shouting to them:
"If you're ready, we can leave for Estyr at any time!"