"It's possible to even break through the limits of human beings, and your appearance gives me a hunch that you are likely to reach that realm that we humans can't enter, or maybe you're a god!"

John was stunned, Anglo's tirade made him a little confused, although he roughly understood the purpose of saying these words, but it was not a little hasty?

"Have you forgotten one thing? I'm the enemy of you humans, is it really a good decision to make such an easy decision? Besides, I don't have the interest or time to .........do so."

John just shook his head helplessly.

"Cut, it's my business! They're them, I'm me, and since I've been in a fight with you, I'm even more convinced of that, you definitely have this potential, and I can't go wrong with my vision! ”

Oh, where did the confidence come from, John didn't know where to complain, this guy either had an abnormal brain, or he just had no vision, he was an undead who could be believed by humans, and it was unique.

"No, no, no, I refuse, I don't want to be a sword master, you better find someone else."

John's suspicion of Anglo has not been lifted, and he still thinks that there will be something to regret if he agrees easily, so let's see the situation first.

Anglo snorted again, and John's refusal upset him.

"Well, since you've said so, then I'll have to find other willing undead, it's a pity."

Smiling helplessly, Anglo slowly drew his sword.

"Wait, I think it's very difficult for you to find other undead who are willing, there are not many undead like me who have an IQ and are willing to communicate with you, so you might as well let me come."

John felt that if he didn't agree, he would probably be killed.

"Very good, very good, from today onwards you will be my first disciple, you can be a disciple of the Sword Saint, you can be happy alone."

A happy Anglo patted John on the shoulder vigorously and said.

Disciple of the Sword Saint, is this the so-called fate, John has already begun to doubt life.

"Very good, I see that you have a foundation in swordsmanship or something, has anyone taught you before? Or use skills to steal or something? ”

In the face of Anglo's question, although John was unwilling, he still said it one by one.

"Yes, someone taught me, before I was a human."

Anglo was a little surprised: "I didn't expect your soul to last so long, you haven't been polluted by the breath of death, it seems that you are a very special existence." ”

In my impression, people incarnate as undead, although there is a small probability that they will have memories of their past lives, and even think, but they can keep it unaffected, but it is very rare, and Anglo has never seen it anyway.

John thought to himself, haven't you heard of a higher species of undead—the Lich?

"Well, you can't be a lich, right?"

Anglo, who had some knowledge, thought of this possibility and asked.

John rolled his eyes: "Isn't that nonsense?" You see that the undead can communicate with you calmly. ”

"No wonder, no wonder, I feel wrong when I fight with you, how can you imitate a human being so similar, it's not right, the lich can't have such a vivid expression like you, if it weren't for the breath on your body, I wouldn't have suspected that you weren't human!"

Anglo said in surprise.

John thought to himself, of course, that in order to be 100% human, he had practiced for so long in the mirror that he almost forgot that he was a lich.

Anglo suddenly remembered something: "That's right! Since you're a lich, what about your army of the undead!? Summon it and show it to me?! ”

This time it was John's turn to snort, and he was a little nostalgic for the picture of the undead army back then: "No, it's all gone when we fought last time." ”

"Hey, it's really miserable."

When Anglo saw John say this, his interest waned, and he did not continue to ask, but moved on to another question.

"So, show me what you really are, it's been a long time since I've seen what a lich looks like!"

Seeing Anglo's happy look, John was even more reluctant.

"You, are you a child, haven't you ever seen a lich, but you're also a sword master, right?!"

Anglo seemed to be in pain, he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and smiled: "Oops, this is also something that can't be helped, when I was young, I cut it too fast, and I didn't see what it looked like in seconds, hehe, I'm sorry." ”

"Poof!" John's mouthful of old blood welled up in his heart, is this guy showing off?!

"No, I refuse, I won't do this kind of shy thing!"

John wouldn't take it off no matter what he said, I don't know why, even if the object was a man, he wouldn't take it off, it always felt quite a shameful thing.

Anglo didn't quite understand John's reason for refusal, so he probably thought of it and said, "You can't be a girl, right?" ”

"Whew!" John immediately retorted: "Lao Tzu is a man! ”

"Then it's no problem, it's all men, and I'm still your master, do you want to refuse Master's order?!"

Looking at Anglo, who said such things with a righteous face, John really couldn't complain, he didn't care, even this couldn't make him succumb.

Gearing up, Anglo said, "Well, are you sure?!" ”

"I, no, yes!"

Word for word, John said this, and the firm conviction in his eyes left Anglo speechless.

"Okay, okay, I won't look at it, it's true, obviously I'm your master, how can the apprentice be so disobedient, alas."

Anglo, who was holding his forehead, could only give up the idea of letting John reveal his true identity.

Talking about the business this time, Anglo said: "I said before that I want to train you to become a sword master, so I don't care about your past and the reason for coming here, but there is one condition, you want to go with me, and I will hand over the swordsmanship to you during the journey, until one day when your strength reaches my approval, I will let you go." ”

After hesitating for a while, John said, "Can you wait for me for a while?" ”

"What do you want to do?"

“…… There's one thing that's not done yet, just give me some time. ”

"Hmm......... Okay, but I have one condition. ”

John looked at Anglo, "What? ”

Not to be outdone, Anglo stared into John's eyes: "Tell me why." ”

After being silent for a long time, John sighed, the man in front of him may not be trustworthy, but if he doesn't say something, he can't be trusted.

"I see, I'll tell you why........."

The bonfires burn faster and faster at night, and eventually turn into a pile of ashes, which also ends when the sun ushers in.