Just like any other place, bad things can always spread at a very fast pace.

The news of the reappearance of the magician and the massacre spread to every corner of Monroe for the rest of the three days of March, and the death of the members of the royal family's guards, who were blocked by Herman in the first place, was finally unstoppable, and combined with the aggressive investigation of the guards riders in front of them, even the most obtused Monroe residents began to realize what was going on here.

A larger evacuation operation has been carried out than a year ago.

This is not a whim, after all, the residents of Monroe have been unhappy in life for a long time, and if it weren't for the fact that this is their hometown, many of them would have left a long time ago.

The people who were able to live in the main city of Monroe had a certain economic base, and the news of the destruction of the royal guard patrol spread that Herman abandoned the blockade, and this rumor intensified over time, but from another point of view, this is not necessarily a good thing.

Now the number of guards in the royal capital of Monroe has reached more than 300, and many residents can also find that the soldiers guarding the gate have been replaced by the army of the royal family of Crane when they evacuate, so if you add the number of these ordinary soldiers, the number may be even larger.

-- Blockade.

Still didn't have enough confidence and evidence to confront the Duke's family directly, so Herman chose to strengthen the vigilance and investigation of several city gates, even if there was no permission to approach the direct gate exclusive to Duke Monroe, they also sent riders to patrol the outside.

A siege strategy in disguise.

Externally, the surrounding area was blocked, so that the minions of the ducal palace scattered around could not come back, and internally, it allowed or even contributed to the evacuation of a large number of residents.

Herman is preparing for the impending complete turnaround.

......

The camera turns to the other side. With the mass exodus of residents, patches of houses near the security posts were empty. On a lonely avenue, the gray-haired sheriff was alone with a steel sword. Slowly, with a less agile pace, he walked resolutely in the direction of the Duke's Palace.

He did not inform anyone. Franco just thought Vega was going out for a walk.

The figure of the sheriff who was advancing alone looked like a lone wolf on the verge of death, although his steps were no longer steady, but his eyes were still there.

"......" The elite soldiers in charge of guarding the gate of the Duke's palace saw him from a distance, and one of them turned back to inform Medlo, and when the sheriff came to the door, the knight chief in light clothes had just walked out.

"What are you going to do. Vega shrugged in the face of Medlow's point-blank inquiry.

"Can't you come and see your old employer and your old companions with old feelings?" said the sheriff, but the chief knight stared at the armed sword in his hand. Not a word.

“...... You're still as precious as ever. Seeing that the other party did not reply, Vega continued to say to himself: "You too, Franco too...... I've always been stuffy, and I don't necessarily say more than 20 words a day. ”

"But Vanessa is different. The moment Vega spat out these few syllables, Medlo's eyes changed, softening for a moment but then becoming sharper, he clenched the armed sword in his hand, and then pursed his mouth tightly.

"She's so confident, everyone on the team likes her, but she's always been a daughter. even ran to the end and became the best swordsman among everyone. ”

"Glittering Vanessa, who was the ...... of light and heat to us all" "Don't mention it again!" Medlow roared loudly, the young soldiers at the door who had always been a steady knight were so out of shape for the first time, and they looked at each other with a sense of surprise in their eyes.

"What the hell are you doing here? Haven't you learned to look forward to it, and how many more people you have to kill before you are satisfied!" he shouted at Vega, apparently referring to Lawrence, who had been thrown out as a substitute for the dead.

The gray-haired sheriff sighed. Then he continued, "I'll look ahead." He paused: "When this is over."

“...... Those who are obsessed and can't let go of the past will only be drowned. Medlow stepped forward. At the same time, he waved his hand to make all the elite soldiers behind him retreat a little.

"Heh......" Vega chuckled and shook her head, then muttered to herself in a voice that only she could hear, "Which side can't you let go......"

"What are you talking about. Medlow didn't hear what Vega was saying, so he frowned and spoke. The sheriff shrugged again: "Nothing...... How long has it been since then...... Ten years? I'm losing sight of it. ”

"Ten years and eleven months. Medlo stood in front of him and looked directly at the man who had become shorter than himself from an old leg injury, while Vega chuckled again: "yes...... Your memory is still as good as ever. Then let's try—"

He drew his sword with a "swish" and pointed it at Medlo. "Snap-" The elite soldiers behind him all raised their spears, but the chief knight raised his hand and motioned for them to recover.

"Let's see if your swordsmanship has regressed over the years. Vega put on a stance as she said this, and Medlow immediately noticed that there was something peculiar about his starting hand.

The one-handed longsword that is common on the West Coast, whether it is an old one-handed sword with a short handguard and a broad-bladed sword in the Avenera and Northern style, or an armed sword with a long handguard, is actually a weapon that can be used with a shield in the final analysis. Although for various reasons, many people choose to use it alone without a shield in their daily actions, but even if they do not use a shield, the swordsmanship used when using a one-handed longsword is mostly a one-handed holding the tip of the longsword diagonally downward, with the sword-wielder in the back, the deputy in front, and the shape of a foot stepping forward with the center of gravity.

But one yard is one yard, and the swordsmanship of armed swords and one-handed swords is still clearly distinguished in the eyes of professional swordsmen. Due to the former's longer handguards and lighter blades, the same starting pose is usually used, and the sword-wielder of the armed sword is positioned more forward. Pair with a shield for active defense. The one-handed sword, on the other hand, fully hands over the task of defense to the shield, and only launches a fatal blow when the opponent shows a flaw.

- Vega's choice of the old-fashioned one-handed sword starter was clear to Medlow.

The advent of armed swords and companion sword skills has made shields smaller and lighter. At the same time, however, the demands on speed and flexibility have increased accordingly. In contrast, the sword skills of the old-fashioned one-handed sword are steady, "passive". Although some of them take the initiative to use the shield skill, they are more likely to wait for the opponent to attack and then seize the gap to counterattack instantly.

Vega's legs and feet were not flexible, so it was naturally impossible for him to use the sword skills of armed swords smoothly. And even without a shield, with years of experience there and a counter-attacking strategy, he does have a chance.

- But.

Vega hadn't touched a sword for a long, long time, and Medlo could tell at a glance that the sword in his hand was new, unused. The black skin on the handle and scabbard is still shiny new, and most of them have been bought for less than a week.

"Stupid. Medlow smoothly drew his one-handed sword from his waist, and then made a beautiful starting move—far more steady than the trembling Vega.

Over the years, he has never fallen behind in hard practice, and with his already good quality and long-term practice, Medlo has already left Vega quite a long distance in various conditions.

The two stood and confronted each other like this, and in the eyes of the elite soldiers behind them, they were already making a judgment.

"What's the matter, if you see through my intentions, you don't plan to attack?" Vega said with a chuckle. Medlo's face froze, and then he stabbed him directly with a sword.

"Huh-" The sheriff took a step back to avoid the stab, the skillful knight chief did not intend to reveal his range of attack, even against inconvenient opponents he was still cautious, and after quickly withdrawing his sword, he shook a sword flower at a small angle.

"Shhh

The Chief Knight carefully avoided any oversized moves in case it was too late to stop. He took advantage of his opponent's physical weakness and caught Vega off guard with a small and rapid attack like a raging storm.

"Good!" the sheriff stepped back again and again, and one of the elite soldiers behind him who saw the endless wonderful scene couldn't help but cheer.

"......" Medlo stared at Vega with piercing eyes, while carefully controlling his pace and breathing. He was all about pushing the other party back, but the next second he met the sheriff's eyes.

“...... Something from the past came to mind, and Medlow subconsciously increased his strength for a moment, and he reacted immediately, but the sword was already too piercing.

"Click-Boom-" Vega's decision was unexpected. He stuck the sword in his hand to Medlo's blade and slammed it into him with a step forward.

"Knock-" The sheriff slammed his head hammer into the knight's jaw, and although he didn't do much damage, Medlo, who was in pain, withdrew his sword from his heart and shook Vega away with brute force.

"Ding-woo-" Vega's long sword swayed with a metallic vibrato, and now Medro didn't hesitate, he first slashed at the top of Vega's long sword, causing him to lose his balance, and then reversed his wrist and added a sword that slapped directly at the sword on the side.

"Dang---" The continuous blow caused the long sword in the sheriff's hand to fly out of his hand, and it fell several meters behind him. Vega subconsciously glanced back at him when he turned back again. The tip of Medlo's sword was pointed at his throat.

The knight's eyes were cold and sharp, and he reached out and touched his chin. Then stared straight into the sheriff's eyes.

"......" was pointed at the key point by the long sword, but Vega showed a smile, and he raised his hands: "I was defeated." Then he cleanly admitted his defeat.

"......" Medlo did not speak, his sword-wielding hand slightly white from the exertion, and had a slight tremor that only the two men at this distance could clearly see.

"Whew......" He put away his sword and unsheathed it smoothly. "Good!" The elite soldiers behind him could not help but cheer again, but there was no joy on the face of the chief knight himself.

"Swordsmanship has really improved a lot, and in terms of skill and coordination, you are not the same as you used to be. Vega turned and walked slowly towards the steel sword that had fallen to the ground, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"But you...... I don't have enough faith for—"

"Click—" For a moment it seemed as if a bolt of lightning struck, and the figure of the sheriff, who looked rather decadent and old, changed dramatically—the man was still the same man, but at that time it was tall and mighty, firm and powerful.

The scene was very similar to the scene of the past, and Medlow had a strong sense of immediacy, as if he had returned to the old days, to the days when Monroe was not what it is now.

"Your talent in swordsmanship is no worse than your sister's, but you...... The belief is not strong enough. ”

"It's useless to cover yourself up with a calm appearance, you have a lot of anger inside you, and you can accept everything calmly in the eyes of others, but in reality you just choose to bury them. ”

"Keep up the good work, Medlo, it's not just the sword skills, but the heart must also become strong—"

--The clenched hand hung down at his side, and then slowly released.

The two backs that used to look up in the past are now only a single person.

Because of the pain, he was no longer as heroic as before, but why, even though he had indeed overcome him, still did not feel the slightest joy?

The answer, Medlo, actually had it from the beginning.

"Cut, what a humiliation, I have come all the way here to be defeated, I don't want to be this kind of person in the future! The elite soldier who had just cheered one after another said this with a smile on his face at Medlo, but he only received a cold look from the other party.

The elite soldiers behind "......" looked a little embarrassed when they didn't take pictures, and Medlow, who was walking towards the interior of the mansion in front, touched his chin with a faint pain, thoughtfully. (To be continued.) )

PS: R: I wrote 10,000 words, deleted 3,000 words, and wrote 10,000 words, but the manuscript is still not satisfied, the twist is too far-fetched, the processing is not hot enough, the expression is too bland, the plot is too illogical, and I am not satisfied everywhere, just like a sword that was not burned to a sufficient temperature before quenching, which makes people want to fall off and start again. The weather is hot, the body is unwell, I can't sleep, and the poor spirit adds fuel to the fire.,It's three o'clock in the morning when I write this paragraph.,Including this chapter, there are only four chapters left in the chapters that are uploaded and released regularly.,Look at it.,Yesterday's subscriptions were less than thirty in total.,It feels a little decadent.,If you have a heart, please help me promote it.。 Tomorrow morning, I will take my sword up the mountain to practice and try to regain my state, so please help me from the other side, thank you very much. (After typing this paragraph, I suddenly feel that I am talking so seriously, so if you can help do something to increase your popularity, thank you very much.) (THE NEXT DAY, ROY MEETS A BEAR IN THE MOUNTAINS, AND THEN THE BOOK BECOMES A EUNUCH.) (Just kidding, well, I'm probably going to die of overwork if I hang up, haha......