The sideways girl held an unopened one-handed sword, and her intently gaze fell on the heart of the target, and in the purple eyes, the slightest beat of the enemy's heart could be accurately captured. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With lightning speed, he stabbed the one-handed sword in his hand towards the imaginary enemy in front of him. Excessively standard stabbing makes it impossible for enemies standing in front of them to find any fault in front of them.

The blade of the one-handed sword gradually came into the sight of the high elves, and the overly standardized stabbing action allowed him to know what the weapon's attack trajectory was without any thinking and judgment.

The long sword in his hand was swung in time, with the same force as the opponent, and the long sword just set the opponent's one-handed sword away, and the moment the one-handed sword deviated from the track, the high elf who turned around flexibly reached the back of the attacker.

By the time their backs are exposed to the enemy, the attackers have already failed.

The girl's knee joint was attacked by the gravity of the high elf, and the girl who had just regained her footing because she had lost her goal was trampled down by the other party because of this, and fell to the ground on one knee.

"The movements are too templated...... Ulrike has a headache with the current girl's deep marrow action templates, and it is impossible to become so proficient without ten years of practice.

Overly skilled template moves are not suitable for actual combat, and experienced soldiers can judge where the opponent's attack will fall based on the rookie movement template. Once your own attack is detected by the other party, then the response will follow.

"This way I don't need to analyze to know exactly where your attack is landing, and your gaze is so focused that your target and direction will be exposed. Stretching out his hand to pull the half-kneeling girl up, the next swordsmanship education stumped Ulrik.

The excessively standard movements are now stereotyped, and it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to make the girl learn again, and getting used to this kind of thing does not mean that it can be changed.

"Then I can only teach you how to use illusions. Looking at the girl in front of him who refused to admit defeat, Ulrike could only tell his plan first, so as not to undermine the other party's self-confidence too much.

"Your magic skills are very good - for your peers, but you lack combat experience right now. The education continued, and the serious Shilinya listened to the other party's teachings word by word, living like a good student.

Ulrik's training has been going on for three days, and during these three days, Ulrike has been carefully teaching this alien student every moment, and the initial compulsion is now gone, and the reason for this is simple, because this student's skills and talents are very good.

And Shilinya can also consciously accept the other party's various ideas and ideas, and many of the ideas of this angry elf make Shilinya agree, including racial equality, the promotion of magical education, political reform, and so on.

But in the midst of the small talk, Shilinya also learned that these ideas of the other party did not have much market in the high elves now, which used to be very popular. Today's High Elves believe in extreme atheism, chauvinism, revenge, and all sorts of other nonsense.

It sounds like the political state and national sentiment of the high elves are very dangerous now, and the foreign wars one after another have also exacerbated this polarized sentiment.

Shilinya once wanted to inquire about the identity of this high elf teacher, but the other party extinguished Shilinya's curiosity with the words "no comment". Although Shilinya didn't know what this high elf teacher was doing before coming to Anjitan, from the other party's various remarks, Shilinya knew that the other party was a high elf with a story.

"That's all for today's lesson. Ulrique, who was still correcting Shilinya's shortcomings, suddenly stopped teaching, and the seriousness of being a teacher had disappeared from the other party's face, replaced by a strange unpleasantness.

"Your mother has something to do with you and wants you to go to training ground three now. With just one sentence, Ulrike picked up his sword and walked to the way to the outside world.

There is no logic in the transformation before and after, but Shilinya knows what is going on, and her mother often uses psychic dialogue to get her orders into her own mind.

While this can take operational efficiency to a new level, the peeping up makes many people uncomfortable, and no one wants to be able to receive an unquestioned order in their personal time.

"Shireen, get to training ground three, hurry up. "An abrupt voice appears in my head, and an unguardable voice is annoying at all times.

The cold winter breeze blows across the face, and the tiny gaps in the clothes cannot prevent the cold wind from entering the body. Mother's voice is like some cold wind from afar, causing her body and even her soul to tremble all the time.

The feeling of being watched was very uncomfortable, even though it was his mother who was watching him.

"Hurry up, don't stand still. The urging voice sounded in his mind, as if his mother was in the air to take in his every move.

Shilinya had wondered more than once if it was her mother, and the gap between them was hard to make out after just two months of separation. Many times Shilinya suspects that she is just a woman who looks like her mother, and that her own mother may be hidden somewhere.

The thoughts in your mind must be known to the other party, and the other party may not think of anything to refute their ideas.

It wasn't a long way to the third training ground, and it only took a few minutes for Shilinya to see her mother, a mother who made her feel strange.

The training ground, mixed with the icy cold wind and the warm sun, was now filled with more than a hundred soldiers, who were wearing the armor of the past, but the weapons in their hands were now different.

A long, round iron rod, under which was fixed a sharp, slender spearhead, which was far inferior in length and width to the spearhead of the pikeman.

These soldiers with strange weapons were initially judged by Shilinya to be short spearmen, but looking at the weapons in their hands, Shilinya felt a strange sense of familiarity, she seemed to have seen these weapons somewhere, and where she had forgotten them.

The thin black dress was put on the body of the black-haired mother, and the long jet-black hair that spread out in waves seemed to be integrated with the clothes on her body, and the mother between her eyebrows had an inextricable melancholy, as if something unhappy was bothering her.

"Mama ......" has now been a few days since the reunion of mother and daughter, but in the past few days, the attitude of the two is very subtle, and an invisible wall separates the two on both sides.

In Shilinya's eyes, her mother is now a stranger, and in Alicia's eyes, her daughter is gradually estranged from her.

"Come here. Alicia said to Shilinya that her daughter three meters away was heartbroken for the mother, as if her daughter was deliberately avoiding her.

......Shilinya hesitated in the face of her mother's request, and the mother in front of her didn't know why it always reminded her of the tentacle god.

Maybe it's because her mother has replaced each other? Childhood nightmares came to mind one after another at this moment, and the long jet-black hair that replaced the long blonde hair reminded Shilinya of the swaying tentacles.

Her daughter's reaction was like a cold wind, and Alicia couldn't feel any warmth when she was standing in the warm sun.

"Come here, stand a little farther away. This time, Alicia didn't ask for the other party, and pulled the other party into her arms before Shilinya could react.

With her short white hair on her neck, Alicia felt her daughter's heartbeat rise rapidly, and only then did she admit that her daughter was alive by her side.

Unconsciously stroked his daughter's short and long hair with both hands, like treating a little cat that had been raised for a long time, gently controlling the strength of his hands to avoid any discomfort from the other party.

The touch coming from the head of "Mama ......" made Shilinya confused, and she waved her head to shake her hands off her head, but to no avail.

It's very uncomfortable to be treated like a pet. Shilinya, who is sixteen years old this year, can be regarded as half an adult, and it is not suitable to be an adult in the arms of her mother.

"Don't do that, I don't like it. Without any hesitation, Shilinya expressed her dissatisfaction like her own mother.

Alicia, who gently stroked the other person's head, did not feel angry, resentful or sad because of her daughter's resistance, and the knowledge of the soul from another world made her find a suitable excuse for her daughter's rudeness.

Shireen's ...... was pressed against her neck and her head was placed in front of her, and Alicia, as a mother, saw her daughter's purple eyes full of annoyance.

"I've got a gift for you!" Like a child who invites merit, her eyes of the same color have only joy and anticipation on Alicia's face.

"You should remember the knowledge that the soul of that other world brings, right?" Alicia threw a question at the other party, and her hands took the lead to turn the other's gaze down on the more than a hundred soldiers on the training ground.

"The orcs used these weapons to inflict heavy damage on a god. Alicia said in anticipation, "Although Nuleki is not a god with rich combat experience, and his combat awareness is very weak, and at that time it has been removed from its protection, but these weapons are still very powerful. ”

The vague memory gradually became clear in the cold light of hundreds of "weird short spears".

Muskets?

It's been a busy week...... I've run out of manuscripts......