Siani was more smiling than most of his brothers, and was usually not a smirk, but a very ordinary and very kind smile. For this reason, he was also meanly called a 'stupid wolf' or 'winged' for a while.

You don't need to explain what these two terms are alluding to. However, after he won the championship of the first company on his own, these titles disappeared immediately.

After this, he would be called 'Siani' or 'Siani of Terra' with respect and laughter most of the time, and some would call him the Terra-Kid in order to get the sum of the two. Of course, only those who are older than him can call it that.

Truth be told, Siani is not a brother who fits the character of the Nightblades, and his personality is actually completely incompatible with the Nightblades. Although this does not prevent the caustic humor and the courage to mock the spirit that exudes from his bones, but, anyway.

"Can you stop laughing like that?" Morec, the adjutant of the 1st Company, looked at him with annoyance, and his right hand was already touching a combat dagger on the belt of arms at his waist.

It was his knife, not Van Cleve's.

"You're laughing annoyingly, Siani, like an idiot who brags about how good your teeth are."

Siani shrugged, not annoyed by the adjutant's insulting comments, but squinted his eyes and showed his sharp canines again: "Say whatever you want, dear adjutant. But you and I both know you're just jealous of me. ”

"I, jealous of you?" Morec asked with a curiosity mixed with exasperation. "Do you really understand what you're talking about, Siani? What do you have to be jealous of me? ”

"My name."

"What?"

"My name, Adjutant." Siani grinned.

"Your name is awkward and ugly, far less catchy than Siani's, and easy to remember. And, I'm sure of at least one thing. The instructor will definitely have a much shorter time to remember my name than it will take to remember yours. ”

"Damn it, Siani, our names are all three syllables, how can the instructor spend more time on my name than yours?"

The adjutant threw his dagger with the same weapon-throwing technique and speed as he threw his weapon, but he was caught by Siani impartially.

The latter shrugged again: "Say whatever you want, honorable adjutant, the winner always has to be considerate of the loser." ”

His tone sounded like defiant, and the corners of Morec's eyes twitched. A less obvious grin was born on his white, brutal face, and most of the time, the adjutant had a high degree of resemblance to the company commander Van Cleve.

It's funny, because the two of them aren't really on the same page, at least Morec is very prone to getting into a state of anger. His face distorts when he gets angry, which makes him look terrible.

"I'm going to make you unable to participate in ground patrols for three months!" The adjutant roared grimly, and a bruise on his forehead bulged. "Even if you trade Gutera's poems with me this time, it's useless!"

"Whatever you want, dear lieutenant."

Siani smiled again, and with his trademark gentle smile. The corners of Moletz's eyes began to twitch again, he already had a premonition.

"When I get back to Nostramo, I'm going to start teaching our only reserve. As the champion of the first company and the champion of the whole company in hand-to-hand combat, he will definitely come to me for advice. When the time comes, I'll trouble you to patrol the ground for me. ”

The adjutant jerked himself from his position and lunged at Siani. The ensuing fight is quite Midnight Blade's style, with moves aimed at the vital point, leaving no hands untouched, but always abruptly pulling away when it is really possible to kill the opponent.

The adjutant was armed with his company commander's short knife, and Siani was bare-handed. His power claws didn't activate, and in this case he was close to Moletz and, to be honest, bare-handed.

Morec's attacks were fierce and extremely difficult. Instead of simply making a single cut, he would swing his arm again along the cut texture after that cut.

Slashing or slicing will flash through the enemy's vital point like a meandering stream of water in this situation, which is extremely dangerous, but also very beautiful. Siani narrowed her eyes and licked her lips unconsciously.

As if he had tasted blood, he immediately moved to his real personality - just as Morec's slash was about to touch his cheek, Siani raised his right hand, parried with his power claws, and swung out a left fist that hit the lieutenant in the chest.

The metal collided with each other, the armor shook, and the deck under their feet trembled, and the pharmacist Serek Donio, who was on bed rest, immediately sighed.

"Can you both stop?" He complained in one of the dormitories in Dadalian. "The company commander has only been out for less than five minutes, and the two of you have started."

"Please, we're going back to Nostramo now, not going to another war, so there's no need to stay in shape on the road. Especially you, Siani. It's understandable that Morec can't see it, and do you think I can't see it either? Damn, you just have itchy hands, and you want to fight him if you have nothing to do, right? ”

"Nope." Siani withdrew his arm, gently shoved the lieutenant to the other side, and answered the pharmacist's words with sincerity. "I really don't think his name is as good as mine."

The pharmacist sighed again and put a book he was reading over his face.

The adjutant took a deep breath and began to curse in Terra slang and the slang of the underground prison.

Siani shrugged his shoulders again indifferently, a gesture that was now almost his signature - he laughed weirdly, "You can go to the instructor, Morec, and let him judge who is better to remember our names." ”

"I'm not going to be an idiot like you!" The adjutant replied indignantly, and at the same time gave a throat-slitting salute. "I'm going to have you one day sooner or later"

He stopped abruptly, and Siani raised an eyebrow, and his voice revealed a concern that was not so easily detected: "What's the matter, honorable adjutant?" ”

"I didn't mean that, instructor." Morec didn't look at him, but replied with a straight face.

"Hmm"

Carlil nodded noncommittally, and Siani shuddered, and turned his head back with a sullen face after hearing his voice: "Why is this like this, instructor?" ”

"It's just a sneak and anti-stealth trick in the school." Carlil smiled. "You're not qualified, Siani. Morec is very alert, and as for you, Sere."

The pharmacist, who had buried his cheek with a book, replied sullenly, "I'm first." ”

"Yes." Carlil nodded in agreement. "Otherwise you wouldn't have reminded them both that it's time to stop. It's still as sharp as ever, not bad. ”

"So, how did you have time to come over today?" The adjutant straightened his chest and asked with a serious expression. "Are you here to find the company commander?"

"I know." Carlil replied. "The company commanders are having a meeting, and although there are only five people here this time, it doesn't prevent them from solving the things they haven't done before."

Morettz's sudden facial expression revealed his true thoughts—he looked as uncomfortable as if he had eaten real sand while eating sand eel jerky—he took a deep breath and said as if he were at home: "Do you need me to go and bring the company commander back?" ”

"No, let them fight." Carlil replied harshly. "Anyway, there is nothing of value on the Nightfall now, and breaking something is nothing more than being complained about by the technical sergeants."

"And the maintenance of armor and weapons will be shifted to the back." Siani spoke suddenly.

Carlil smiled and shook his head, "You sound very experienced, Siani"

"I'm pretty much blacklisted by them." Siani said indifferently. "The fighter servants at the training ground are always broken - really, can't they just reinforce them with stronger materials? They're easy to break, and it's not my problem. ”

"You've improved a lot in your sophistry." Carlil said. "Alright, let's get down to business. I'm really here today just for my daily patrol to see how you're doing. ”

"We're used to it." The pharmacist sat up from the bed and replied solemnly. "The essence of the Great Expedition is back and forth, and war. There is nothing to say, instructor, and you don't have to worry about us either. ”

"I'm really not worried about you guys, I'm more worried about the desks, chairs, and company flags in your dormitory." Carlil said, giving Siani a slightly warning look, who immediately looked away in embarrassment.

However, although he can escape the eyes, he cannot escape the words. Carlil's voice followed.

"Next time you have really itchy hands, you might as well come to the training ground. Although the Eighth Company did not come this time, the Second Company also had a lot of sword fighting masters. For example, Dion Livas. ”

"He's playing too slippery," Siani muttered. "I always like to take the distance, which makes it very uncomfortable for me to fight him empty-handed."

"Who left you empty-handed?" Carlil frowned. "He's got a good style, he's very practical, and the counter-attacking style of attacking you is certainly going to make you uncomfortable. If you don't learn to close the distance, it's—"

He stopped, and a rustling sound came from the communication device around his neck. Carlile's armor magically functions as a link to communication channels, but he usually doesn't wear a helmet, so the technical sergeants made a simple communicator for him.

At this moment, this rustling sound is a precursor to the imminent sound of someone's voice.

Moretz, Siani, and the pharmacist Celio Tonio all began to listen.

"It's me, Van Cleef, instructor." In the communication channel, the commander of a company said. "You may need to make a trip to the bridge, our Startalker has found something."

"I'll be there shortly." Carlil replied solemnly.

Grass, writing and writing fell asleep, only now to post, sorry.

This chapter is 3k.,I'll do the math.,I still owe 4k.,Let's pay it back tomorrow.,Let's go to bed first.。

Before leaving, push the book, because I myself am too pig-nosed and can't find how to use the direct link, so I'll directly type the title of the book here.

40k: Star of Colchis, a masterpiece from the Dark Lady, if you don't know who she is, allow me to report another of her works, read the Black Library.

The retired savior fell to 40,000 hammers, which is considered retirement, this is the month + hammer, the protagonist Gurdazi, the opening is on the night number. It's been a lot of fun so far, and there's something new to watch every day.

Alright, that's it, good night, and I'll pick up when I wake up.

(End of chapter)