A person, standing so straight, can be said to be flawed all over his body.

The larger the area that can be attacked, the larger and more dangerous the area to defend.

As long as there is a little common sense, when facing the enemy, at least choose to turn sideways. This is how fencing came from Europe on Earth.

Standing on your front and back feet not only makes it easier to move back and forth, but also minimizes the area where you may be attacked.

Martin is the opposite.

If it was someone else, Tie Nuo would definitely scoff at it, and he didn't even need to make a move, he just turned around and left.

But he's the big hero Martin!

Not only did he kill thousands of orc elites with a single fire, but he also single-handedly killed a berserk troll, and killed 15 powerful people, including orcs, in a bloody tournament organized by the gods, and finally became the champion.

Regardless of these rumors, just by seeing his fierce eyes and feeling the faint evil aura faintly emanating from him, Tieno knew that Martin was not easy to mess with.

Taking a slow and long deep breath, Tie Nuo corrected his mentality, no longer thinking that he was a strength above the other party, and tested his mentality to see if the other party was worthy of his loyalty. Instead, he sees Martin as a real opponent, or even a target worthy of his full challenge.

"I'm coming. With a faint voice of words, Tieno drew his sword.

"Bang!"

- A sonorous voice.

The sound came from a hollow in the ground.

The hard marble bricks in the living room were trampled by him with a footprint about five millimeters deep.

Tieno's shot gave Martin an illusion that was extremely weird.

It's like watching a stuttering video before traveling through time, the previous frame is still at the far end, and the next frame has already come to the front.

The blade of the black sword stabbed like a poisonous snake spitting letters, stabbing at the center of Martin's chest with great bitterness.

Martin...... Didn't dodge, didn't dodge, still didn't make any movement.

Because Martin had already seen through everything - the swordsman in front of him was a person with a deep hatred for the orcs, and anything forged with the blood and life of the orcs was like a divine object in Tieno's eyes. First, Martin firmly believed in the protective power of [Orc Blood], and second, Martin was convinced that Tieno would never choose to attack his breastplate.

The greatest advantage of the one-handed sword has never been the chopping, at least the two-handed broadsword that knights love to use.

The advantage of a one-handed sword is lightness, which is assassination!

Where can fatal injuries be inflicted, apart from the torso, what else can there be?

Tieno couldn't have aimed at Martin's face, and that would be a blasphemy for an enemy who wasn't alive or dead.

The answer has been revealed!

Just when the black sword suddenly changed direction in an extremely strange way, bent a small sixty-degree arc in Martin's chest, and stabbed Martin's throat, he was lucky...... Martin's [100% Empty-Handed] has been triggered!

For Martin, who already has two and a half times the agility of ordinary people, even if he doesn't trigger the special effect, he has a good chance to dodge the blow in this fixed position. What's more, triggered?

Tienuo's face, which had been cold before, finally had a different expression - shock!

Tieno thought that Martin would dodge, draw his sword at the last moment to block, and even bet that he would not dare to attack, so that he would let his sword against his throat. He didn't expect Martin to end his attack in such a way that shocked him a little -

Three fingers, accurate enough to put on the edge of the sword.

One thumb, one index finger, one middle finger.

If it's a duel, if you stretch out three fingers rashly, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky when it's cut off.

However, it was these three fingers, Tieno didn't even see how they were on his blade, and then they appeared, locking his sword like iron pincers.

Obviously, there is still one centimeter left on the tip of the sword to reach Martin's throat, but this centimeter has become a moat.

You can't go in, you can't go back!

Locked up like this, his whole posture maintained a weird fencing posture.

An indescribable fear welled up in Tieno's heart, pouring into every cell of his body.

"If I were his enemy, I would be dead, and it would be an instant kill without any suspense!" Martin finally spoke as the voice resounded throughout Tieno's entire spiritual sea.

"Mr. Tienuo, are you still satisfied with my strength?"

The flat voice, the expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, was like a terrifying mountain that could not be climbed, and it pressed on Tienuo's shoulders in an instant.

Lost!

It's clear that I lost!

Tieno had a joy that bordered on madness!

If it's him......

If it's the great hero Martin Lorraine......

My parents, my siblings, my lover's enmity with my children...... I will be able to report it by all means!!

Without the slightest hesitation, Tieno let go directly, didn't even want the sword, knelt down towards Martin on the spot, lowered his arrogant head, and knelt at Martin's feet.

"O great hero Martin Lorraine, take the humble Tieno as your servant! I swear by the witness of the ancestors of Bakaria that my sword belongs to you, my life belongs to you, and my soul belongs to you!"

This time, not only Martin, but even Garr, who was following Martin, was moved.

This is not an oath of allegiance by a knight or a swordsman to a lord, or even a word of allegiance by a lord to a lord, but a plea for the containment and minimum mercy of the other party by putting himself in the position of the lowest servant.

If it were to be replaced by another lord, Tieno would probably put forward various conditions, such as how long it would take to attack the orc lair Gentry or something.

There was no mention of Martin.

"Hey, you know I'm going to destroy Ggent. Martin struck the sword in his fingers horizontally and placed it in front of Tieno's lowered head: "Slaves don't have to. If it were known that I regarded a champion swordsman as a slave, where would the knight of Bakaria serve me?"

"This ......" Tie Nuo's face was already a little desperate. He thinks too much.

"I didn't say I wouldn't take you. From this day forward, you are my vassal. Get down on one knee!" Martin said.

According to the standard ritual, Martin recites the knightly oath, then makes a declaration, and then places the blade of the sword on Tieno's left and right shoulders, and the ritual is completed.

Don't underestimate this ritual, this is the time for the gods to appear. Even this simple ritual would trigger the Red Knight's senses, which would then be recorded by her oracle. Both sides enjoy the bondage and protection of the knight's oath.

This should have been a good thing for Tieno.

Tieno refused: "No—I've broken too many knightly oaths for revenge. I am not qualified to be a knight, so if my master is willing to take me, then please let me be your humble servant. ”

Martin sighed: "Well, if you insist...... But remember, to the outside world you are my vassal. The reward of the fief that should be there will be nothing less, and you won't even accept this, then I'd rather let you get out!"

Tino moved his knees and climbed up in a near-crawling position, then kissed Martin's boots in a frenzied manner.

"Get up!" Martin ordered Tieno to rise, and returned his sword to him.