Training ground.

The teaching building of the combat department is the training ground, it is the queen's month, and for the competitive competition in half a month, there are many people who borrow the training ground, and even, in addition to the combat department, there are a few students from other departments.

However, they still have to attend classes normally.

Immediately after an afternoon class, Aketa walked to the side of the class training room and looked out the window.

The weapon-wielding figure seems to be trying to take root in the so-called fighting style that suits them. The tournament was held once a year, and although it was only his second year at the Academy, he could already clearly feel the enthusiasm of the students for the tournament from the training outside—oh, except for him.

He is generally ...... about things that are hopeless Not very interested.

Akta exhaled and slowly twisted her head back, then saw a familiar figure appear in her sight, and was a little surprised: "Why are you back?"

It's Shure.

"Ahh Shure walked up to him and wagged his tail.

Are you as stupid as you are...... Classes are less than an hour away!

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't intend to ask the Golden Finch what he thought - she wouldn't tell Shur what she had anyway.

"There's one more lesson. Akta said.

Shure nodded and smiled.

Although the teachers still have to attend classes, in order to prepare for the competition, the course schedule for the first half of the Queen's Moon is similar - self-study class. For the warhead, the self-study class is combat training.

After a short break, Akta picked up the wooden sword that had been placed aside.

He's been training all afternoon, and he's still serious about the rest of his training - at least he looks much better in his posture than Shull.

Hold your sword in both hands and keep your eyes on the front – a pretty standard starting hand.

Shure, on the other hand, carried the light on his back and carried a sword in one hand.

“...... Have you forgotten the starting style that Mr. Lane emphasized? Akta was silent for a moment.

Shul was stunned for a moment, then smiled apologetically.

Damn it!

Akta choked on Shuer's smile, and the nagging that wanted to open his mouth also stopped the car - even with the light on his back, the smile of the Golden Dog boy was still dazzling - but unfortunately the Golden Dog Clan did not have any heroic figures, otherwise Akta would have thought that the dazzling light on Shuer's body came from some bloodline.

The bloodline that left him speechless.

In his eyes, his bloodline, his past, and his identity were indeed things that he could mind very much.

But at this time...... If you can't speak—let's do it.

With a swing of his sword, Shur's eyes jumped, and he raised his hand to easily block the powerful blow - at first it would seem that Akhtar was reserved, or that Shul was hiding it too well, but it was soon clear that the two men were in a ......

Click! Knock——!

Soon after, Shur raised his hand sharply, and Actana let go of his hand under the urging of a strong sense of crisis—the wooden sword was thrown away, drawing an arc in the air—

Boom!

"Ahh

Shur and Akta were both stunned, and when they realized that the wooden sword had been knocked away in a small space and smashed on the head of an unfortunate person, Shul reacted first, immediately threw the wooden sword in his hand on the ground, and hurriedly waved over there to apologize.

The wooden sword in Shuer's hand was still there—if the wooden sword of the two of them only flew out of Akta's, according to the concept that it had always been, it would easily be considered Akta's cauldron - Akta's face was a little uncontrollable when he realized this.

Shul was taking the blame for him, but he was actually the one who caused all this.

"Shuer-" The injured man first glared at this side, and when he found that it was Xiuer who was the "perpetrator", he was immediately "relieved", "You didn't control your strength well, next time you should practice by yourself." ”

After that, he went back to practice - he accepted the fact that Shuer had missed so easily.

Akta is actually used to this. Those classmates did not "forgive Shuer" because of how charismatic his personality was, but because of ...... It's not a day or two that Shure can't control his strength, and he basically doesn't need to think about it when others need to use the correct posture to ensure their strength.

Not being able to control the strength is indeed a waste and an enviable capital.

Shur smiled apologetically at Aktar when he noticed his complicated eyes, "Hey, hey, sorry, I missed it again - I'm going to pick it up." ”

Shure then trotted over to pick up the wooden sword.

Seeing this, Akta's expression became more complicated - looking at Xiu'er's back, he was a little distracted, and when he appeared in front of him again, he was a little helpless: "The advantage of your clan is really great. ”

"Isn't Aktar also a race suitable for battle?" said Shure, handing him the wooden arrow, then picking up his own from the side.

"Not really. Akta shook her head, "I'm not a pure strength type, and while many people are good at fighting - most people can't do it alone...... All right. I'm making excuses for myself. ”

"You're a good fit to go to the theory department. Shul continued to laugh.

Akta was stunned for a moment—he turned his back to Shur at this time, intending to put the wooden sword in the corner, and he couldn't help but be surprised to hear Shur say such a thing.

Isn't he at all unable to tell the difference between the three......

Or did someone talk to him about this?

Akta thought of something at random, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Did she say that......

"Mother-in-law's mother-in-law, she is so long-winded that she is easy to think too much. Shure kept a smile on his face.

Boom.

The wooden sword fell to the ground.

Arcta's expression froze, and then, her eyebrows jumped heavily.

This is definitely what Teresa the Goldfinch taught him!

"I'm ......" Akta didn't know how he was feeling, and at first he was a little angry, but then he didn't know what to say.

Because...... It seems like...... There's nothing wrong with that?

"And you'll agree with those reviews. Shuerbu's stab hit Aktar in the heart.

Akta had only one thought in his heart at this time - when and where did he offend the Goldfinch?!

"What the hell happened this afternoon...... "Aktar lifted his forehead.

"Jolina's token necklace is missing. ”

What kind of divine twist is this...... Akta was even more helpless, but when he suddenly realized what Xiu'er meant, he involuntarily raised his voice: "What did you say?!"

Shul repeated.

"Why was she so careless?!" Akta continued, "Token Necklace......

"Who do you say carelessly?"

There was silence.

Still a little stiff in her movements, Arcta turned her head to find Jolina standing right behind them, looking at him suspiciously.

"It's you—it's useless to lose something important. The voice of the goldfinch fluttered from further back.

it?

"Teresa!" Shure's eyes lit up completely, and he stepped forward in three steps and two steps.

So he was just left behind? What is this operation? Acta was full of black lines about Shure's behavior, but he didn't pay much attention to it—because he could feel Jolina's eyes.

"Oh, you say I'm useless?" the corners of Jolina's mouth curled.

He obviously didn't say anything?!