Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Captain Andrew
The first thing that Fei De noticed was not the man on his upper body, but the two-handed sword in his hand. He had also studied at a blacksmith shop in his hometown for a while, and learned that there were many types of swords, among which the dual-wielding broadsword was the most powerful. The one in Andre's hand is a two-handed sword, the whole sword is nearly one meter four long, the sword body is thin and wide, the blade is extremely sharp on both sides, and the cross hilt is much longer than the ordinary sword, and the protective effect is stronger than the ordinary two-handed sword. In addition, the sharpening method of the sword body is more special, and it may be the special sharpening method of an excellent blacksmith, which makes the sword body more tough.
"You guy has a lot of vision, you stared at my sword the first time," Andrei stopped dancing his sword and placed the two-handed sword in his hand on a wooden sword stand, while he picked up a rag from the ground and wiped the sweat off his body. "But I don't like people looking at my baby with greedy eyes, even if not greedy eyes, envious eyes are not allowed. André abruptly tossed the rag aside, picked up two iron swords from the sword stand, and threw one at Fidel, who immediately caught the tossed sword.
"Come on, see if you're really a ruthless character!" Andre smiled and showed his white teeth.
Fett looked at his iron sword. A two-handed sword that has not yet been bladed, the weight and length are completely inferior to the one that Andre practiced just now, but it is exactly the same as the one that Andre is holding in his hand now. Eddie, who was standing beside him, consciously stepped back, apparently not surprised by this kind of thing.
"No one has ever proposed a duel to me. Fidel gripped the hilt tightly with both hands and raised the sword. This is true, because Feder has been learning the use of various weapons since he was a child, but he was always instructed by his father, Captain Faulkner, who has never fought a duel with anyone. Every skill he wielded with his sword was a copy of his father's copy, and every time he drew his bow, his father's shadow was his shadow. That's why he doesn't like to use formatted weapons, because that always reminds him of his past training.
"Oh!? Looks like you're pretty confident. André picked up the two-handed sword in his hand with one hand, held it diagonally back, and burst towards Fidel.
The first blow slashed at Fidd's head, and Fidel stepped back, the tip of Andre's sword nearly slicing through Fidel's breastplate. André continued to close, swinging his sword with his right hand and slashing at Fidd's calf from the side. Fidel swung his sword with both hands and blocked the slash with force. But Andre immediately turned his wrist again and slashed at Fid from above. Fei De quickly raised his two-handed sword and blocked the opponent's blade with a wide sword body, the two swords were now perpendicular to each other, and Andre slammed it hard, suppressing it from top to bottom, and Fei De had to kneel down on one knee and borrow the earth to bear the strength of the other party.
The faces of the two men were so close together that they could hear each other's breathing.
However, the two sides did not hold each other for long, and Fei De freed up his left hand to push Andre's upper body, which was not wearing armor. André spun backwards and pulled his sword away, easily dodging Fidel's left hand.
André looked at Fidel carefully, and he looked at the plate armor on Fidel's body—throat guards, shin guards, bradigs, and breastplate—each part of the armor had a strange glimmer, but only the chain-covered glove, plain and elegant, plain, and incompatible, out of place with the whole set of armor. When Fidel pushed Andre with his left hand just now, he sensed a hint of danger, it was the warrior's intuition, but he did not find the truth.
"Forget it, this time it's a draw, after all, I'm not wearing armor," Andre threw his unbladed two-handed sword to the ground, and picked up the rag on the ground to wipe the sweat off his upper body, "But I don't think that people wearing heavy armor are necessarily stronger, you must know that mobility is also a very important indicator for mercenaries." Andre said this with a hint of good-natured concern in his tone, which made Eddie realize one thing: Andre had recognized Fidel's abilities and believed that this young man in black plate armor was not far from joining the Moon Shield Mercenary Regiment.
Fide also threw his two-handed sword in Andre's direction, still immersed in the duel just now. Andre's two-handed sword is flawless, every move is an attack, but it does not reveal a hole in defense, which has to remind him of what his father said: "Man is born with only two hands, and if he is used to hold a sword, he is indeed a person with great courage and self-confidence." ”
Eddie brought two jugs of water from elsewhere and handed them to Andre and Fidel. In such a dry and hot summer, the sweat on his body had already soaked Feide's underwear, and he took the kettle and drank it all.
"Your sword should be enchanted, right?" Fei De still stood where he was, but his eyes began to stare at the two-handed sword on the sword rack again, and the first time they met, he directly asked what he was most interested in, and it was someone else's treasure, which made Eddie feel very embarrassed.
Eddie wanted to open his mouth to say something, but Andre waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind, he wiped his hands with a rag and said: "This sword is my favorite weapon, the name is 'silence'," Speaking of this, the corners of Andre's mouth rose slightly, his elegant facial features were full of pride, and the well-developed muscles of his upper body were also trembling slightly, "It is indeed an enchanted sword, I'm not afraid to tell you, my sword can invalidate other enchanted weapons, as long as those enchanted weapons are cut by it, hehe" André pointed to the black armor on Fed's body, and then to the "silence" that was hanging aside, as if to show off his beautiful newly married wife, and the ambiguous smile on his face made people feel confident that my wife would not cuckold me.
"Okay, okay, don't discuss weapons or anything, let me introduce them first!" Eddie looked at the two tall men and couldn't do without weapons in three sentences, he couldn't help but speak, "Andre is the leader of our Moon Shield Mercenary Regiment, he is only twenty years old this year, and he can be said to be a genius in the mercenary world. It was only when Eddie introduced that Feder took a serious look at the fair-skinned, muscular man in front of him. Three-dimensional facial features, medium-length blonde hair, and an ambiguous smile at the corner of his mouth - this man is indeed stronger than anyone I have ever met, and Andre did not do his best in the competition just now. This was the first impression in Fed's mind.
"This man in black armor is called Fide, a commoner, he assisted us in disposing of the nobles of the Kosai Kingdom, and it can be seen that he is still a little capable," Eddie said as he took out the note found on the nobles of the Kosai Kingdom from his pocket and handed it to the blonde Andre, "And he wants to join our Moon Shield Mercenary Regiment, I don't know what you think, Captain?"
Andre's eyes kept meeting Fidel's, and before he could open the note, he asked Fidel, "How old are you?"
"Just over twenty years old. ”
"Oh, that's just like me, have you ever touched a woman?" Andre suddenly changed his words, and the ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth changed slightly.