"Fuck off, I don't have the time to waste time with the little characters. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Wow, wow, wow, the grumpy wolf cub doesn't hate me at all. Looks like I'm going to have to say something more exciting, like tripping your horse? You know, I put a lot of effort into pulling the rope. Weiner quipped, mocking in his words.

"Since you're looking for death, come on, don't worry, I won't be merciful to reward you!" Frey pulled Unmaru back into his sheath and took a strange gesture - he leaned forward at a near-deformed angle, holding the scabbard in his left hand and erecting it so that the end of the handle almost touched the snow on the ground.

"Don't worry, little, I'm a knight. A knight has the etiquette of a knight, but he doesn't act casually like a street hooligan. Weiner said with a polite bow, then drew his sword. It was a work of art of extreme beauty, with a slightly wider blade than the Northern Empire's standard long sword, with a regular wave-shaped pattern, the sword lattice engraved with intricate decorative patterns, decorated with several transparent emeralds, and the tail of the handle was in the shape of a simple dragon claw, embedded with a pitch-black spherical dragon rock. "I spent ten years of my life and death to have a famous dwarven craftsman build it," Venal said, holding his sword sideways in front of him, caressing the blade tenderly, "and begging an old magician who has survived more than thirty winters to cast a spell on it." As he spoke, Weiner pulled a sword flower, and the blade of the sword immediately ignited with a dancing emerald flame, reflecting the armor on his body in green.

"I named it 'Poison Fire', and although it may not be as good as the one you have, you should still be careful with it. ”

"Death is the end of the rambling!" Frey slashed impatiently at the wind and hurried forward. As he expected, Weiner easily avoided the strong wind and swung his sword against his hard climb. The first collision between Yunmaru and the poisonous fire shook Frey's arm for a while, and Weiner's strength was much greater than his, and Yunmaru was pressed lower and lower by the poisonous fire without resistance. As a last resort, Frey rolled backwards to get away, but Weiner stepped in to follow, slashing down with his sword. The blow was parried by Frey's horizontal sword, and Weiner did not hesitate to raise his sword and turn around and sweep at three hundred and sixty degrees, almost cutting off half of Frey's head.

"Euon didn't mention you like rolling around, boy. Weiner sarcastically said that his attacks continued one after another, and although his wide open moves were not as fast as Frey's, the advantage of strength forced Frey to focus on defense, and Kumaru was almost used as a shield.

Frey retreated as he blocked, and the more he played, the weaker his momentum became, as if the arrogance before the battle had been sucked away by Weiner. Every time Yunmaru confronted the poisonous fire, Frey felt the blazing flames rushing towards his face, and the burning sting sensation did not fade for a long time.

"Looks like there's a reason why Euan doesn't bother to fight you again, and I kind of agree with him, you're a pretentious fool. ”

"Shut up! you don't understand!" Frey quibbled, admitting that his dignity had been hit by the duel with Yuan, that he had been beaten to the ground by relying on Unmaru's pride, and that today's battle had shattered his pride. It seems that as long as you take a weapon that won't be easily cut off by Yunmaru, anyone can fight with him for more than a dozen rounds.

"You are a complete loser, your ego has killed your own horse, killed more than 100 of your men, and will kill more innocent people in the future. Surrender, Euan has long decided that he will not kill you, and as long as you swear allegiance to him, you will still retain the dignity that the Lord of Icebreath Keep deserves. Weiner swung his sword and attacked, while constantly striking Frey's heart, suppressing his desperate momentum to explode. With more than 20 years of combat experience, Weiner has long understood Frey's temper, this kind of young man with little combat experience and arrogance is the most unable to withstand the setbacks on the battlefield, even the slightest unexpected defeat will shatter their glassy hearts, make them fall into depression, and finally either live madly or die in despair.