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In a bad mood, Link was not even in the mood to bathe and change clothes, and rushed directly to the new branch of the Adventurers' Guild in the outer city.

Fortunately, the physique is special, and there is no obvious smell of sweat on the body, at most I am a little unaccustomed.

From the perspective of an ordinary nobleman, Servis's behavior is not exaggerated, this is his proper behavior, if he has no desire, it will make Link suspicious, but it is extremely inappropriate to let himself use his divine power to predict for him.

Link himself may not be much for the sake of the task, but if he uses his divine power only to curry favor with or win over the nobles, what will the pillar that bestows divine power think?

Suddenly, a cheer caught Link's footsteps, and when he looked closely, there were a few crisp metal hits mixed in with the vocals, and there was a familiar smell of Doyle.

That direction is the training ground, shouldn't she go to the mercenaries to practice again?

Link, who had been dragged by his titular adopted daughter as a sparring partner, turned around and walked towards the training ground. It was not because of anxiety or curiosity, but because I remembered to set up an arena in the physical space where we could fight each other.

After getting closer, the onlookers on the third and outer three floors of the training ground surprised Link.

No wonder the whistle was so loud, it turned out that there were so many people.

His gaze turned again, and he fell to a pair of figures on a high platform surrounded by a crowd. It was Doyle and Neham, both armed with ordinary weapons, and they were in a fierce fight. In terms of strength, it was Doyle, who was weaker, who had the upper hand, and Neham, who seemed to be a strength type, took the agile route, moving left and right, dodging Doyle's two-handed greatsword that was about the same weight as himself. The whirring sound of the wave can be heard clearly from such a distance.

Originally just an ordinary standard weapon, Doyle was casually chopped like a one-time consumable, and the stone floor was forced to create deep marks by the power of the demon dragon, which was gradually repaired with the passage of time. If it's not a special area made of magic, let alone the ground. Even the onlookers didn't dare to get so close.

After observing for a while, Link appeared to have Doyle in the driver's seat, and Neam was forced to retreat, but in fact, no matter how Doyle attacked, he couldn't hurt Neam. It's not so much that he's dodging. Rather, he was guiding Doyle to understand how powerless he was.

Having fought with Doyle several times, Link knows her fighting methods, supplemented by swordsmanship and divine skill. Without God's power, Doyle would be a warrior with rough swordsmanship at best. In terms of combat skills alone, Neam is superior. And more experience.

As if sensing something, the two of them stopped at the same time and looked over. The eyes of the crowd also moved with them, and the noise stopped abruptly, as if someone had suddenly poured cold water on the lively atmosphere.

"Nature's Child ......"

I don't know who said that, but the crowd was so quiet that it seemed as if the static button had been pressed.

The people around Link also retreated like Moses dividing the sea, forming a small empty circle. Standing in the middle, he didn't want to mention how abrupt it was.

Doyle left behind his swordsmanship instructor who had just fought hard and ran straight towards Link.

"Success?"

She was referring to the Repair Rank Tester.

"Hmmm......"

Link replied absentmindedly, he didn't like this feeling of being in the limelight, he was very uncomfortable.

Neham didn't move, just stood silently, staring at Link with eyes as blue as the sky, as if he had a thousand words, but he couldn't bear it.

"Count Seniore has been looking for you everywhere, and has sent men to ask you no less than five times. Doyle truthfully told Sù Link about these natural things.

"I just went back to the City Lord's Mansion. Hearing Servis, Link frowned slightly. It didn't take long to suppress the impatience that surged again.

I wanted to ask what happened, but looking at Link's expression, Doyle didn't say anything in the end, and over time, she gradually learned not to ask much. I changed it before. I must have said all the words in my heart in one go.

"The old fox is also looking for you, saying that there is something important. ”

"Huh~" Link made a single note.

The old man said that everything was important, glanced at the Knight of Dawn, who had always been bad at him, and motioned that Doyle did not have to go with him, and continued to stay here and practice with Neuham. He only stays in the union for a while, and then returns to the material space that has been teleported elsewhere to complete the subsequent system.

Knowing no doubt about him, Doyle let out an 'oh' and watched Link leave.

The conversation came and went as the Child of Nature left.

"Is that the rumored Child of Nature?"

"Sure enough, it's a person from another world, and his appearance is just different from ours. ”

"I've heard that there are many kinds of people from the other world, some of them are golden-eyed and deep-skinned like ordinary people, and some are wheat-skinned like the Altyn people. ”

"Didn't you notice his features......? Flattened, there is still a clear difference from the Altyns. ”

Soon, the discussion changed from appearance to competence.

"I heard he can turn into a giant wind falcon?"

"You're late, the Child of Nature brought boulders from a nearby quarry a few days ago to build the temple. Tsk, that volume, even the most powerful giants can't move. ”

"What's that, I've seen him fight the undead. Just like the legend, just flapping its wings, it blew a tornado, and in a few strokes, it blew the army of the undead besieging the city to pieces. ”

"Shut up, do you want to taste my sword in my face against my father?" said Doyle, holding up the ordinary weapon he had changed for the sake of fighting.

The crowd of onlookers was shocked by this sudden change, father, this red young man clearly has elven blood, and there is no resemblance to the child of nature from beginning to end, not to mention, the son of nature has only been in Edgar for half a year, how can he give birth to such a big heir?

The people who knew that Doyle was so powerful that they knew they were not his opponents stopped talking, but their eyes became strange.

This is clearly to shift attention to himself, even if he has been adopted as an adopted daughter, it has only been a short three months since he met him, and Neuham, who has always been silent, couldn't help but ask: "Is he worth it for you to do this?"

"You won't understand. No matter how much I say, you won't understand how I feel. Doyle had always had a great respect for Nerham as her sword master, and if she hadn't known the truth, if she hadn't gone to Crumberg, she might have regarded him as a brother and Alysina as a mother, as she had done in the past.

The truth and the cruelty of the implementation tore apart the hypocrisy, and the more than ten years of getting along with each other were no match for the harshness of the canon, and the great priest she regarded as her mother could be ruthless and kill the killer, and Neham, who had always regarded the doctrine as the supreme code, would not open up to herself. Doyle, who grew up in the Dawn Sect, knows this very well, which is why Link's 'choice' is even more precious. This act that seemed stupid to others pulled her back from the brink of depravity. Doyle swore in her heart that as long as he didn't turn away, she would be his family, and even if she wanted to betray her original belongings and give up the power of the gods, she would clench the only hand that reached out to her in a desperate situation. Even if there is no blood relationship, Link is the only family member she admits.

Neam's eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't continue to admonish, but raised the long sword in his hand, "If you want to protect your family, with your current ability, you can't do it, if you don't want to improve your strength, you will always be a burden to him, and you can only rely on his wings." ”

He was answered by a sudden swing of his greatsword, and the two weapons slammed into each other with a squeaky sound.

"Very well, this is the momentum, let me see how strong your belief is. With one hand blocking the disciple's attack, Neam raised his other hand upward.

The strange pose surprised the viewer, is it really okay to put on such a cool and handsome pose in battle?

Buzz - a straight beam of light descended from the clear sky, and fell into Neam's hand and turned into a blade of light. Like slicing butter, the lightsaber effortlessly slice through Doyle's weapon, a calf-thick blade that fell to the ground with a crisp reverberation.

"Lightblade! is the Knight of Dawn of the Dawn Sect!"

Only then did the onlookers realize that one of the two masters who had occupied the training ground since early in the morning was actually the strongest combat force of the Dawn Sect, the Dawn Knight, who was as famous as the mage of Hohenheim.

Doyle took a few steps back, discarding the remnant of his sword, which had been reduced to scrap.

The blade of light is a divine power bestowed by the dawn, and ordinary weapons cannot fight it at all. With her hands spread evenly, she summoned the Sword of Doyle, a strange artifact-level weapon that had been completely tamed and bears her name.

The two-headed dragon is the hilt of the sword, and the blazing flame is the body of the sword, and at a glance you know that it is not ordinary. People were amazed by the cool appearance of this magic weapon, but they were also terrified by the magic it contained. The temperature of the training ground has risen a lot, and even the most stupid person understands that it must have something to do with this weapon that suddenly appeared.

"Demon Martial Arts?"

"Nonsense! Just look at the shape, do ordinary weapons have flame shapes?"

"It seems that most of what he said is true, three months ago I had the pleasure of seeing the monster that the Children of Nature made zuò for the dwarves, and it was also in this training ground. ”

The sound of the discussion was like a fly that could not be dispersed, and Doyle felt upset for no reason. She grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, turned her waist, and with a sharp push of her toes, the whole person spun several times, like a spinning wheel, and flew into Neham, who was only a few steps away from her.

Different from the last time, the collision between the light blade and the magic sword, bursting out was no longer a tiny spark, the sudden burst of flames sprayed around, the training ground was not small, but a little flame flew out through the border, seeing the flames fall headlessly, the onlookers scattered violently.

Neam narrowed, "It's not your character to be retribution. ”

"Hmph...... I should say that's my nature. They chirped crookedly beside them, and I put up with it for a long time. Doyle strained his hands and forced Neham, who was a male and a strength type, to almost one kneeling on one leg, the body of the demon dragon was sealed, but this did not mean that the brute force of the demon dragon itself would be affected.