Two hours later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Watch your steps!"

"Hold your breath!"

"The key to the 'iron body' style is at the feet, adjust the distance between your legs at the moment of attack, and unload the force!"

"If you don't want to die, raise your shield at the enemy!"

Ji Ni's clear voice sounded, followed by a merciless slash!

Tails gritted his teeth and swung the sword in his right hand to spin his body, while his left arm was distended, struggling to lift the disproportionately heavy wooden shield by shoulder force, and his right leg was slightly bent, ready to slide away according to the force to cushion the blow.

"Bang!"

Gilbert, who was watching the game, closed his eyes slightly.

After Ginny struck a sword on the underside of his shield, Tails lost his balance for the twenty-fifth time and fell into the sand again. This time, he was so exhausted that he could no longer lift the shield in his hand.

But, damn it.

The traverser gasped and struggled to lift his head and chest, but the heavy shield pressed against his left chest, preventing him from struggling from the ground.

This aunt, who is also my father's lover, had been wielding the sword for two hours in a row, but why, why was there no sign of physical exertion at all?

"The military swordsmanship of the Northlands originated in the ancient era of the ancient chauvin, and was formed in the period of human kings before the ancient empire. As if reading through Tails's thoughts, Gilbert's voice sounded in the clearing, "It is reported that at that time, the war between the ancient elves and the dragons was in full swing, and the human kings of the Northland encountered the invasion of the ancient orcs in the north. ”

"This set of swordsmanship was born to fight against the ancient orcs and even dragons, those terrible opponents whose strength and size far surpassed those of humans," Gilbert looked seriously at Tails on the ground, and said softly, "This is the oldest fighting sword art in human history. It was in this great disadvantage, in the near-hopeless battle, in the near-mortal resistance and near-suicidal charge, that the first knights awakened the transcendent power, which is now known as the 'power of the end', and became the earliest super-level in human history. ”

Gilbert's eyes flashed: "Ms. Jenny is the best in the super rank, not to mention the special finishing power she has, just observation, explosiveness, balance, and almost all physical qualities are not comparable to you." The gap between her and you is the same as that of the strong and brave ancient orcs and the weak humans. ”

Tails was surprised and embarrassed—and to be honest, he still didn't know how to get along with his father's "lover"—and looked at Genie and saw that the other man was moving his wrist with ease, as if he didn't care about Gilbert's compliments.

"This power will grow stronger and stronger as it is further used and accumulated. The knights began to learn to harness these vast and profound powers, to control those unfathomable powers, and to reach the realm of sending and receiving freely. Compared to the super rank, these knights who go further are almost unfathomable in strength, and their skills are already incomparable. They are beginning to understand the nature of strength and combat, and they are able to solve a battle with maximum efficiency and minimal attrition," Gilbert took a step forward and nodded towards somewhere in the void without a trace:

"This is the Extreme Realm, the strongest one beyond the limits of power. ”

Tails stared blankly at the sky, remembering Ashida's unbridled control of the air, and Yodel's ghostly presence.

"Mortal level, super level, extreme realm, this power classification system, after the human race became strong, it was widely spread to all races and places," Gilbert looked at the sky and nodded towards Ji Ni: "Ancient orcs, ancient elves, and even supernatural people and ...... have started to use this classification. ”

"And all of this stems from the ancient Arctic military swordsmanship, from that trace of courage to fight against orcs and dragons in order to survive. Gilbert's words made Tails stunned.

"Today, the threat of the ancient orcs is no longer there, the dragons are extinct, and the swordsmanship of the Northland army is no longer circulating. Even in the army of the Exeter Kingdom, which was proud of the bloodline of the Northlands and occupied the old lands of the ancient Northlands, this set of swordsmanship had long been abandoned. Now, the place where there is a complete inheritance of the Northland military swordsmanship is nothing more than the Kingdom of the Stars and the Tower of End. ”

"Miss Genie is one of the few who is good at this. For this set of swordsmanship that once saved our ancestors, Mr. Tails, please respect and practice tirelessly. ”

Swordsmanship against orcs and dragons?

No wonder -- Tails, who came back to his senses, thought depressedly: I said how to swing the sword like a grandson.

Recalling the way he raised his shield and swung his sword like a fool (being swung by the sword), moving his feet (being pulled by the inertia of the shield), and the sparring with Jenny (Jenny trained him), and felt that he had been beaten by Tails for two hours as a grandson, he sighed wordlessly and fell backwards with regret on his face.

"Your previous wound is already showing signs of tearing. That's it for this morning. Ji Ni looked at the sun in the sky, threw down her sword and shield, and looked as usual.

"These three sets of defensive styles of the Northland Army's swordsmanship are your homework this week. As for horseback riding...... "Ginie looked at the foal beside the stake that was happily playing around the butterflies, and then at Tails, who had laboriously freed his left arm from the wooden shield, and sighed, shook his head, and said, "Go take a bath." Have lunch. At one o'clock in the afternoon, Gilbert has prepared an indoor class for you. ”

Afternoon lessons?

God, do you have to study late at night?

Tails, who was accustomed to the irregular life of a smoking, alcoholic monk, exhaled again, felt the soreness all over his body, and closed his eyes resignedly.

I saw that the most noble bastard in the Kingdom of Stars had no choice but to take off his equipment (pulling his left arm out of his shield) and limping into the Mindis Hall.

He only had an hour to take a shower and eat.

"I have to say, it's really a good understanding and comprehension, it's only been two hours, and he has already preliminarily understood the basic spirit of this set of swordsmanship. Gilbert watched Tails leave, broke the silence, and nodded softly: "When I was his age, I relied on my body to practice swords, and this kid is learning swords with his brain. ”

"Compared to this—don't tell me, you're too observant to notice anything strange in him!" Ginny watched Tails' back disappear, her face suddenly became solemn, and she looked at the air around her suspiciously as she spoke to Gilbert, "I remember that even the dust from a hundred meters away, that cursed mask, can be seen clearly. ”

"Don't look at it, yodel isn't around," Gilbert put his hands behind his back and said steadily, looking at Ginny's nervous movements, "Ever since Tails was taken by surprise by the Bloodline, he has been inseparable from all the time. ”

"Also, we've all noticed," Gilbert said, frowning slightly, "The kid was only about seven years old, and he was injured two days ago, but in two days, he was almost better...... Two hours of swordsmanship under the sun didn't hurt much...... It's no wonder that the blood vein lamp, which detects blood, has not responded for seven years......"

"This kind of physique can no longer be described as 'different from ordinary people', it is simply ......" He sighed, trying his best not to think about another possibility of this matter: "The Bright Star Family is indeed the oldest imperial lineage in the world. ”

Ji Ni was also silent for a while, tacitly not saying anything more.

The court lady bent down and patted the dust on her boots: "Speaking of vampires, why did you reveal Tails' identity to them and invite them to stay in the Mindice Room? Do you really believe Tails' agreement with the fallen Archduchess? After all, he is only 7 years old...... And you know very well that we can't trust the people who vampires have killed us...... And for the vampires, we are sudden accidents, and they can't trust us. ”

"You've got the answer. Gilbert's eyes lit up, and he remembered the old man of the blood clan with a dead face but full of wisdom: "It is because of the lack of trust in each other that they are afraid of each other and even threaten each other. ”

That's why we have to bind each other with our own secrets and common interests. This is a tacit diplomatic understanding and heart's eye, which is not the same as a clear and clear investigation and investigation. ”

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, mysterious. As if she had been reminded of bad memories, she left the training ground and walked into the hall as she said unhappily: "Another Morat." ”

"Thank you for the compliment, dear Lady Ginny," Gilbert said with a fitting smile as he lifted his top hat from his head, "It is a great honor to be in the same column as the head of the Kingdom Secret Branch. ”

And--Gilbert didn't care about Jenny's impolite disregard, he said silently in his heart -- though the boy was only seven years old, he was no better than the hundred-year-old woman.

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In fact, half an hour later, when Gilbert and Ginny arrived at Tails' study at the same time, Tails, who had just taken a haphazard bath and was eating, was frowning at the expressionless red-eyed little girl in front of him.

Her henchmen, Easteron and Lolana, were staring at each other with the Terminator Guards who had surrounded Tails.

"Stand back, vampire," a leader-like swordsman guard glared at behind his helmet and said in a bad tone, "you're not welcome here." ”

"Don't get me wrong, I don't like you very much, short-born," Eastron's indifferent words made the guards even more upset, "Remember? Guys like you, I killed eight of them yesterday." He was sarcastic and provocative.

A frowning Tails took a bite of the carefully seasoned beef short ribs from the fork in his hand, and was moved by the deliciousness he had never eaten since the crossing, while carefully avoiding the fat baby girl opposite, her obviously wrong eyes.

It's a pity that this taste probably can't compare to the dog meat I ate with Yara at the beginning.

Tails looked at the situation in front of him and sighed: what a headache.

"You won't have that chance again, despicable rat hiding in a vase," the swordsman leader's tone dropped to freezing point, the silver sword specially equipped at his waist unsheathed, "try to take a step forward, I'll gladly avenge my fellow men - or I'll just pull the curtains open and let you bask in the sun." ”

So the handsome man with blond hair had a bad face and planned to take a step forward.

"Don't be nervous, boys. Lolana duly pulled her angry cousin back, smiling, but with a serious and serious words: "Servants, step aside, your master has an agreement with our master. ”

Looking at the end swordsmen in front of her, who were eager to kill them, Lorana's smiling face became brighter and brighter: "This is what your master said - we are now an alliance, shouldn't we forget the grudges of the past......?"

The Finishing Swordsmen became increasingly emotionally unstable, and a few even gritted their teeth behind their helmets.

Cousin is cousin—Easteron thought to himself, and it was reassuring to see the guards so angry that they could only restrain themselves.

Outside, Jenny frowned and was about to enter the house, but Gilbert grabbed her arm, only to see the gray-haired former diplomat shake his head mysteriously, and pointed to the little master of the chair behind the guard.

Jenny looked puzzled.

Until she saw Tails, who had eaten the last bite of food and put down his knife and fork, burped contentedly and slipped off his chair.

What to do—Tails pondered the question as he looked at the meaningful gazes of the three Bloods opposite.

However, he soon had an answer.

"Thank you for your maintenance, Jorah, I'm reassured of my safety with you. Tails said with a smile on his face, pulling the hem of the swordsman leader's armor.

Jorah, who had been poked in the stomach by himself on the first morning of his arrival, was the leader of the guards, and he arranged for the guards to kill the incoming mercenaries one by one.

He knew that these loyal guards could not be like most of Xiao Baiwen's protagonists, who were full of authority and domineering and directly waved their hands to repulse, not to mention, in order to protect themselves, they had just sacrificed eight of their most reliable brothers and comrades-in-arms, and in the face of the most direct enemies, it was already rare restraint to not directly draw their swords and kill each other. Although they are already allies in the agreement, it is cool to pretend that nothing has happened and wave their hands to rebuke their own people in front of outsiders, but it will only chill the hearts of the guards.

Tails grimaced, "I need you to do me a favor." ”

"Do as you command. ”

Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, the respectful tone of the guard leader Jorah said it all, the swordsmen who could guard here were the most trusted and elite private soldiers of the Bright Star Family. Although they were not informed, based on the tasks they received and the fact that they had been together for several days, the guards had already guessed the identity of the boy who had been sent by Gilbert and Yodel himself.

"Because of my previous experience, I did not trust the handsome Mr. Easteron Corleone, and his beautiful but equally dangerous cousin, Lady Lolana Corleone. ”

"They left me with a lot of humiliation -- their presence bothered, worried and frightened. Tails frowned, gritting his teeth.

It's like they really have a life-and-death feud.

Eastron and Lolana were both startled and looked at the Grand Duchess behind them, but the latter remained silent.

"Just a word, little sir," Jorah's eyes grew more and more glaring behind his helmet, and the sword at his waist was an inch out again, "our sword will be unsheathed for you." ”

When the surrounding swordsmen heard this, they pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords, and their eyes became more and more unkind under the hatred of the enemy.

"Very well, I want their heads so much......" Tails stared at Easteron with a chill on his face.

The swordsmen stepped forward in unison, faintly surrounding the bloods.

Easteron looked at the boy's expression and chuckled inwardly.

Lolana gave a fierce expression and stretched her hands.

Isn't it—Easteron panicked for no reason, and unconsciously took a step back, until the secret words of the Grand Duchess whispered quietly in his ears.

"Steady, Isa," the childish childish voice, which only the Bloods could hear, reassured Easteron in his heart: "He's not trying to turn his face. ”

“...... But because of the Holy Covenant, I can't hurt them in my own house......"

"So, get rid of this ...... The other two, except for the little lady, rushed to the hallway, Jorah. Tails pursed his lips and clenched his arms coldly.

"If they dare to disturb my private conversation with Lady Serena Corleone. ”

A cold light flashed in Tails' eyes, which made Easteron who had already had a shadow feel worried, and the traverser turned his head and continued to say mercilessly to Jora: "Jorah, and everyone...... You will have a good reason to take revenge. ”

"Especially the blonde one. ”

Eastron's heart tightened.

"If our swords are unsheathed, we will not disappoint you. Jorah nodded resolutely and stretched out her arm towards the door of the study:

"Vampires, you hear me. ”

"Get out of here, the hallway is the place for you. ”

Easteron with an annoyed expression wanted to say something more, but was stopped by his cousin.

Lolana hid her stunned moments properly, smiled mysteriously, bowed respectfully to little Lolita Serena, and pulled Eastron out of the study.

Outside, Gilbert smiled and looked surprised, making way for the guards and the Kinds, and the two groups stared at each other warily, and walked out of the study, continuing to confront each other in the distant hallway.

"Good day, Mr. Corleone and Ms. Corleone. Gilbert bowed neatly, his elegant mustache slightly curled: "I know that the Bloods are very hearing, and it is so easy to hear the movements of the study here—I wonder if eavesdropping counts as 'disturbing' the intimate conversation between Mr. Tails and Ms. Corleone?"

Jorah, the guard on the side, and the swordsmen immediately walked up in a solemn atmosphere: "You want to eavesdrop?"

Lorana's smile came to an abrupt halt, and Eastron turned grim.

Seeing the Blood Clan being forced out of the stairs by the angry swordsmen, Ji Ni thought thoughtfully.

So - Ginny bowed her head silently - what Gilbert said was true, it was really a smart, steady boy.

It's just that it's too smart and steady.

Tails exhaled, and in the slightly strange eyes of the red-eyed little Lori, he pushed the heavy study door shut, and intimately closed the curtains to block out the sunlight.

The study on the third floor was perfectly soundproofed, and Gilbert had assured him that with the hearing of the Blood, it would not penetrate.

"Alright, yesterday was of the essence, now," Tails exhaled, and said with a straight face, "Let's discuss the terms of the alliance agreement in detail." ”

"Especially about my blood, and the part where you work for me. ”

"Gray is always good," Miss Serena, little Lori, who was speaking leaky because of her shrinking body, also nodded solemnly: "The terms that need to be discussed, you might as well add your identity." ”

Tails' face showed confusion, but with the next sentence of the red-eyed little Lori, his face changed drastically.

Just listen to the Archduchess of Serena L.A. Corleone, the true heir of the Corleone family and the legitimate and orthodox ruler of the Hill of Pain, who is dressed as a little girl, and her highness Serena L.A. Corleone, whispers quietly:

In other words, Li's inheritance as a prince has been recognized for a long time. ”

Unbeknownst to them, just as Tails had skillfully avoided the unresolved feud between the guards and the Kindreds, and had begun negotiations with Serena, Chris Corleone was hiding behind the shadow of the fireplace chimney on the roof of the third-floor study, avoiding the sun, in an odd posture and expressionless face.

"Alright," the pale-faced Chris Corleone turned his head and said, "Our men are not fighting. I think Your Highness and that little friend, they have probably started talking. ”

"The two of us are also in the extreme realm, so we don't have to maintain this awkward posture anymore, right?"

Opposite the old man of the Blood Clan, the masked and silent stranger, Yodel Cato, hid the upside-down dagger back in his clothes, and his figure gradually disappeared.