Chapter 2 Lu Wu: Bravely draw out the sword
Marshall pursed his lips nervously, the first man in front of him was not strong, but the girls were obviously not strong. Behind this scoundrel were some thugs, who were also unkind.
She didn't bring the [Golden Rose] with her, nor did she bring her own magic weapon, and the only thing she could wield on her body was the Rapier that was distributed in class. This is the first day that they have come out to patrol as a small group today, and it is clear that everyone, as a member of the patrol team, has come out of the interior of the Knight Academy with infinite scenery, but they are blocked in this alley.
"You scoundrels, see if I don't clean you up!" The black-haired Ilya rolled up her beautiful sleeves, pulled out the pitifully thin hilt, and stepped forward without saying a word, slashing at the man in front of him who was tilting his head and smiling evilly.
Before he could finish speaking, he licked his lips and grabbed Ilya's hand, and the men blocking the intersection behind him began to move, reaching out from behind him, trying to commit a misdemeanor. Ilya, who thought he was strong, was deflated and desperately tried to break free, but he couldn't help but be dragged away.
"Let her go!" Seeing that the situation was not right, Zibelin drew his sword and stepped forward, "Marshall, let's go!" ”
"No, no, this kind of sword is too soft, it has no combat power at all......" Before Marshall could finish speaking, Zibelin had already stabbed the man in the stomach, but he couldn't penetrate the opponent's clothes at all, "Keep sanity......"
"Help me!" Ilya was thrown behind him by the man, and he was caught between the hooligans.
The commotion at the entrance of the alley was immediately discovered by the people on the street, because the alley was too narrow, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the people outside wanted to enter, they had to pass through layers of barriers to rescue the girls inside. Illia's move puts herself in danger, and she curls up desperately to keep her body from being violated by these hooligans.
"What should I do?" Zibelin was almost grabbed by the hair by the man in front of him, and hurriedly took two steps back, only to hit Marshall, who was holding the hilt of the sword, "Hmm! No, are you alright? ”
"Really...... Be observant! Be calm when you're in danger! Marshall looked at the three people behind him who were huddled in a ball, and sighed to himself, "Zibelin, you stand back, I'll see if I can knock this person down...... This sword is too thin to strike. ”
"Woo...... Why do you encounter this kind of thing as soon as you go out! ”
"Help me!"
With no help from the magic sword at hand, he can only attack with his muscle memory now. As long as the speed of one's own sword is fast enough, then no matter how soft the sword is, it can become a killing weapon that kills people!
Marshall's clothes were too much of an obstacle, so she tore off her cuffs as soon as possible, pulled her long hair back, leaned forward slightly, and turned her whole person into a sword, rushing forward quickly and gracefully!
Seeing this, the man actually distorted a sickly smile on his face, but after seeing that the other party's movements were really not human, the smile on his face also froze in the distance: "Oh? It looks like a Lian family—"
Marshall did not attack the rascal head-on, but leaned sideways, stepping on the wall beside him. She briefly defies gravity and runs up the wall with her brute force. Her right hand touched her waist, and the middle finger of her left hand flicked the tip of the slender sword, and her legs continued to exert force, and she jumped directly on top of the man's head!
The scoundrel reached out to grab Marshall's ankle, but there was a flower in front of him, and there was a sharp burning pain on the palm of his hand. Marshall fell from the wall, his right foot on the man's left shoulder, his wrist flicked, the sword hummed twice, and its tip slashed between the man's palms. The hot blood suddenly slipped from the man's hand, and the girl seemed to be very dissatisfied with this result, so she simply threw the sword in her hand down, and kicked her left foot horizontally in the man's face.
"Poof!"
The scoundrel was kicked so much that he spewed out two bloody teeth, and he only felt that the world was spinning, and his body was weak, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably, and he just fainted to the ground. Marshall doesn't end there, she must find a chance to rescue Elijah.
The situation did not get much better because of the fall of the man, and just now Marshall saw in the air that there were six men, and it was useless to solve only one of them. Ilya escaped before the thugs could react, trembling and back into the girls' camp.
It was also the first time that Zibelin saw Marshall really make a move, and she was even stronger than she imagined! The rapier, which was useless in their hands, actually cut the man's palm in Marshall's hand!
"Are you alright?" Zibelin hugged the trembling Ilya tightly, "You ......"
Ilya was covered in mud from the corner of the alley, completely devoid of the bravery of her previous reckless attack, tears drenching her face, and her hands were rubbed bloody from the rough ground.
The brunette girl sobbed and said, "No...... Defiled by man, defiled by man...... No way...... There's no way to get married......"
The rest of the girls only then reacted, after all, they are just a small cog in the political machine, if they are attacked here, there will definitely be no way to give an explanation after being known. Chastity was obviously very important to women among the aristocracy, and this was directly related to the political value of non-political women in the family. If Ilya's affairs were revealed, her life would probably be over.
There is no need to waste basic resources if a person has no value of his own, and Ilya may soon be removed from the list of "female knights", if this continues, it is very likely that this class will have no need to exist.
"Hurry back...... Marshall picked up the saber on the ground and placed it in front of him, ready to step forward again to clear the hooligan in front of him, "don't step forward recklessly, do you hear!" ”
"Lovely female knights, you don't have to worry anymore......"
The familiar sound is like warm sunlight, echoing warmly in the alley. America finally arrived at this time, and Marshall hurriedly retreated, and the gathered hooligans scattered like birds and beasts, wailing that they were knocked to the ground by a pair of large hands.
America didn't carry any weapons, and just beat all the thugs away with her bare hands. He stepped forward with an anxious face, checked the status of each girl, and looked at the thug on the ground who was spitting blood, and his face suddenly froze.
"Girls, let's go back first." There was a rare serious look on America's face, "Also, who did this?" ”
"It's Miss Marshall, Mr. America." Zibelin slowly walked forward with Ilya, who had a psychological breakdown, "She is very brave. ”
Marshall, on the contrary, was a little frightened at this time, and turned his head to the side as if he were a thief.
"Miss Marshall, thank you very much for your efforts, and I will give you a separate commendation." Amerika said earnestly, "Also, I would like to speak with you, and Miss Zibelin may come with you." ”
Fortunately, Ilya has not been quickly isolated by the girls, and everyone still wants to keep this secret.