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Although he was very unhappy to be interrupted by someone, Lin Qiu's words made him happy: "Oh, it seems that you are much better than Alyssa's coward!"

If it weren't for the sheep's horn mask, he could see Lin Qiu's very unhappy expression. In fact, Morkriet would rather fight Lin Qiu than Elisa - after he heard that Lin Qiu had inherited Elisa's speed sword, he was so happy that he couldn't sleep. After Alyssa completed the Centennial Mission, he had enough time to challenge the other party again.

But he didn't.

In Mowglitte's eyes, Alyssa, who had repeatedly rejected him, was a coward, and he was always committed to proving to those around him that he was the strongest swordsman in the world. However, it wasn't until Alyssa returned that he began to think about another problem.

What if he loses again?

If Alyssa had defeated him with sheer sword skills without using the Engraving, wouldn't his previous life have become a joke? Morwritte was extremely conflicted, on the one hand, he wanted to tell everyone that Alyssa's sword skills were exaggerated, and on the other hand, he was afraid that he would really lose to the other party.

"If I challenge Alyssa, I'm going to be rejected by that coward again!" Whenever someone asks this question, he uses this tried and tested excuse to prevaricate them. In fact, deep down he knew it - he was jealous of Elisa.

He was young and vigorous, and whenever he tried to tell others that he was a great swordsman, the rest of the Order would often answer him with blank expressions: "Mowglitte? But I've heard of Elisa, and she's probably the best swordsman. ”

You know the!

He cursed those people rudely, and it wasn't long before he became the laughing stock of the Knights. Everyone knew that the Knights had come to a swordsman who had been trying to challenge Alyssa all day, and they would talk about it after dinner, and occasionally set up a gamble that would not be between him and Alyssa, after all, no one would be stupid enough to think that the newcomer who had never even heard the name was Elisa's opponent. They bet that the inadequate Mowglitte would be able to hold up a few tricks under Alyssa.

The answer is one trick.

Of course, there are also people who say that they didn't survive a single move.

Because he was slapped into the sea by a huge wave and never got up again. Before joining the Order, Morgaret was ready to do a lot of things, and he even made a plan to "become a domain in one year, and return triumphantly in five years". But all his good wishes were ruined by Alyssa, and that was his lingering shadow.

As long as Elisa was around, the knights who seemed foolish to him would simply ask him blankly, "Who is Magritte?" ”

"Don't worry, I won't use the engraving!" Morgritte's hands trembled a little at the face of the young man wearing the claw mask in front of him - he was both excited and scared, this is the image he has made up countless times, except that the opponent in the picture has changed from Alyssa to a young knight who has learned her sword skills.

As long as he wins this boy, he can continue to say with peace of mind that Alyssa's swordsmanship is not worth mentioning at all, and it is sometimes helpless to retreat to the second. But...... This kid's swordsmanship shouldn't be as good as Elisa's, right? No matter how talented he is, he can't reach Alyssa's level in such a short time, right? Why does his posture of holding the sword seem to be very oppressive......

Questions like these kept surging in Morgritte's mind, making him a little uneasy.

"No, please use the Marker to bring out your strongest swordsmanship. The young man on the other side actually said to him: "After all, you don't want to leave any regrets, do you?"

"Kelly, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?" the smoky man who was watching in the shadows whispered to his partner--they all knew the relationship between Tyre-Cyrus and Alyssa, and Kelly's words were a bit suspicious of sowing discord. He couldn't understand that this battle was unnecessary.

They all knew that Morgaret was no match for Alyssa, and it didn't take Tyre-Cyrus to prove it.

"Don't you think Mowglitte is a little pitiful? Kelly replied simply.

Morgritte is forever telling everyone a fairy tale that only he believes in, and only in the fairy tale world can he win Alyssa - "I'm just curious, what will happen if his dreams can't go on?"

......

"Tsk, I'm starting to appreciate you a little. Mowglitte said. His engraving was immensely powerful, and with his unrivaled sword prowess, no one could stop him—at least he thought so. And that sword technique, which he had always prepared for Alyssa, would always remember his ecstatic mood when he cut off the Great Wave - "Is there anything else you have to say?"

"Hmm......"

According to the process, should you thank some CCTV or the swordsmanship association or something first?Or should it be 'for the sake of the tribe'? Lin Qiu thought about it for a while, he had always felt that it was a very stupid thing to wait for the enemy to finish charging, but now he had made such a stupid move.

On the broad-bladed giant sword, the black mangs are very large. The sword poured out the striking power of Morgritte's whole body. After a while, the black sword light formed a ghostly face behind him. Morgriet liked to shout as he swung his sword, the roar was deafening, and the next moment, he leaned forward, and his whole being seemed to merge with the ghostly face of the fangs and claws.

In fact, this has violated many of Lin Qiu's principles.

He has always thought that he is wise, and when he can kill his opponent with a trap, he will never rush up and slash the opponent. And this time, he resolutely gave up McCallis as a strong reinforcement.

Lin Qiu held the sword in his right hand, a faint light flashed at the magic pattern, and he saw the world where the black and white lines intersected again, and everything in his eyes turned into slow motion. All of Mowglitte's movements were in full view of him, and he waited for the other party to "slowly" come to him, drawing his sword almost at the same time as him.

"Good night, senior. Lin Qiu said sincerely to the 'super' swordsmanship master who was living in a dream in front of him.

The black light dissipated, the broad-bladed sword cracked, and finally shattered into several pieces, and the soaring Mowglitte fell like a kite with a broken string.

"Plop—"

There was the sound of landing in the background.

"That's probably what you did when you challenged Alyssa. Lin Qiu put away his sword and walked towards the damaged elevator.

"You kid...... Why didn't you cut it down?" asked Morgritte, a self-proclaimed 'super' swordsman, admitting that he couldn't keep up with the other party's speed, but he couldn't clearly see what had just happened - if it wasn't for the other party's deliberate deflection of the blade, his fate would probably be not much worse than the broad-bladed sword: "Are you bastard sympathizing with me?"

"Of course not. ”

Lin Qiu raised his hand with his back to him: "Because there is another person over there who wants to ask you for a mental damage fee." ”

Morwritte lay flat on the ground, his eyes staring straight at the dome on the third floor. But his vision was soon blocked by a pretty woman—he swore he didn't know the angry woman, and he didn't know when he had a grudge against her.

"You're Mowglitte, aren't you?" asked McCallis, glaring at him condescendingly, with a non-smirk.

......

Kelly Hogg doesn't like storytelling, but she still challenges herself and tells Lin Qiu a story about the second swordsman in a language that doesn't match the preface.

The story is about a swordsman trying to fool everyone, hoping to convince everyone that he is the number one thing.

Lin Qiu had heard that the best liars were so true that even they believed the lies they made. Morgritte, on the other hand, spent the first half of his life making up a lie that only he believed.

Now he doesn't even believe in himself.