202. The Knight's Battles and the Inferences of Fan

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Now, these two people are once again in opposing positions.

"I said, "Won't you say some cool lines before the war?" or "I won't let you go this time," or "My faith must not be tarnished," or something like that. ”

Standing behind Leon, Fan desperately lowered the seriousness of the battlefield.

However, both men ignored him.

Reinhardt stared intently at his opponent, deaf to all words, and did not distract himself at all.

In the face of the formidable enemy who had defeated him, Leon also did not dare to be careless, and kept his vigilance wholeheartedly.

"Tsk, it's really boring, the duel without lines is not handsome at all, there is no atmosphere for the final battle at all, Leon, I said Leon, I ordered you to say two words!"

"This time, I absolutely want to protect you, Lord Duke, and I will never allow anyone to harm you!!"

"Hmm......" Fan retreated again and again, as if he had been hit.

"Don't say this kind of line, stupid! I'm not a girl, even if you say sensational words, there is no way to attack me! Leon, you big pervert, I won't be interested in men!"

“......”

Leon Ann Hart's morale has dropped at a visible rate, and his back looks a little rickety when viewed from behind......

Such an obvious flaw, of course, Reinhardt would not let it go, and the next moment, as if time had been partially erased, the figure of the mercenary skipped close to this action and appeared directly in front of Leon.

The stabbing sword in his hand stabbed at Leon's face.

It was the same move Reinhardt had used in the previous duel between the two, and in the face of a blow that had defeated him, if it had a shadow, it would have a flaw, and for a paladin, this level of flaw was almost fatal.

But the knight appears undaunted, confronting the trauma of the past.

Ranguresa almost became a virtual shadow, meeting the attack that stabbed like a beam of light.

It was a temptation, and the two of them were separated at the touch of a button.

The next moment, Leon's weapon struck again, however, this time his target was not in front of him, but in blocking a certain trajectory behind him.

"Please don't do it, Lord Duke. ”

At this moment, Fan held a prop similar to a blow arrow in his hand, put it in front of his mouth, and aimed at Reinhardt, as if he was planning to use this primitive weapon to attack.

"Why do you want to hinder me? Leon, this is a magic blow arrow that must be hit, I deliberately let you show your flaws, so that that stupid little white face attacked, by you like this, isn't my layout completely in vain? and made me say that disgusting line, I won't let you go if I don't give me a reasonable reason!"

"Lord Duke, I want to fight with this person in a dignified manner, please don't interfere. The knight said with a calm face.

"Are you serious? Leon, this guy is going to kill me, and I have a good reason to fight back as the one who was killed, and it doesn't go against your chivalry. ”

"It has nothing to do with chivalry, it's just ......" the knight said with a solemn face: "I want to be able to fight one-on-one with the strong enemy in front of me, and the victory will be decided by battle." ”

"Tsk, this can't work, Leon, I order you to cooperate with the props in my hand to kill him by any means, this guy is a strong enemy, you can't be his opponent when you have just been promoted to paladin, it is enough to die once, I don't want to be killed by him again!"

The contradiction between the "......" and the other side was his own will, and the contradictory opposition made the knight fall silent, and he tightly grasped the shining sword in his hand.

"Hmph...... What can that toy do?!" Reinhardt said with disdain, but still cautiously distracted some of his attention from Fan.

Glancing at the silver-haired mercenary who was wary of him with contempt, Fan turned his gaze to his knight: "If I force an order like this, will you obey it, or will you have to be one-on-one with that guy even if you want to disobey it?"

"No, under ......"

"Okay, don't say it. Van waved his hand.

"I lied to you anyway. ”

The Duke stuck out his tongue, put a strange smile on his face, and pointed the pipe in his hand like a blow arrow at the empty space, and blew.

From the nozzle, a series of bubbles of various sizes flew out.

"Well, it's actually a toy. Fan smiled and said: "There is no magic blow arrow at all, I originally planned to use the toys that Serra gave me to distract the stupid little white face in the battle, since you don't want it, then forget it." ”

In a battle between two people of similar strength, even the slightest distraction can be fatal. Finding that he had once again become a wronged leader, being played by a useless imp, Reinhardt couldn't help but twitch slightly.

There are a series of traps hidden in the seemingly foolish moves, all of which are layouts, step by step to convince themselves that there is indeed such a magic weapon, if you are distracted by this, in the face of a paladin who is on par with you, I am afraid that you will really be accidentally suppressed, this little ghost...... It's horrible!

Van continued: "However, in exchange, you must give me the victory, do you hear, Leon, you must win, I will never forgive you if you lose." ”

"Yes, Lord Duke!" Encouraged by Fan, Leon's words were filled with high momentum, and his morale instantly reached its peak.

Reinhardt, on the other hand, had a gloomy face on his handsome face, and he looked at the enemy in front of him with cold eyes.

"When you step into the realm of a paladin, do you get carried away?"

"I'm not complacent, I just want to fight you. Leon said.

"Fight me?" exuded a cold and aggressive sense of oppression from the mercenary's body: "This is getting carried away! It seems that you still don't understand, even between paladins, there is an irreversible gap!"

"I just stepped into the realm of the Paladin, and I can't even control my own strength, I want to challenge me, it's ridiculous, it's sad!"

With that, Reinhardt once again attacked Leon with the movement that seemed to compress time.

The knight clenched the sword in his hand, and the high morale corresponded to the surging cyan brilliance.

"Leon Ann Hart!

"Then I'll just find a safe place to watch the battle in peace. ”

said that he was watching the battle, but Danfan's attention was not on the two people in the battle at all, he found a random place to sit down, supported his cheeks with his hands, and began to think.

"In this way, most of my expectations have come true, and I have successfully avoided the experience of death, but will I really avoid the final outcome by doing so, or will I die somewhere else?"

"What is that feeling of being hostile to the whole world? It's stupid, the world has no will, only human beings have will, and only human beings can exude hostility to me. ”

"Is it just bad luck that the stand-in puppet was killed?

"No, I think I'm lucky, there must be something I missed...... What exactly?"

Over there, the battle between Leon and Reinhardt entered a white-hot stage, and Fan ignored this rare battle scene, thinking hard there.

"Wait, after all, where it all began, Shirley! She seemed to have taken that mirror away, is it some kind of key prop?"

"Isn't that the old mirror I took out of the castle's storehouse, and it's put in that room for the sake of its exotic look......"

"Wait, exotic!" seems to be used a lot for someone......"

Involuntarily, someone's posture came to Fan's mind.

An unrelated clue is actually connected here?!(To be continued.) )