Wei Ya was silent for a while before continuing to speak, preparing to enter the 'coercion' stage:

"Of course, you also have the right to refuse, but ......"

"I accept!"

Before she could finish speaking, Lloyd took the initiative to speak, choosing to skip this stage.

Wei Ya bowed her head slightly and said:

"Very well, as the presiding judge expected, you will not refuse."

As soon as she heard her mention the presiding judge, Lloyd remembered the strange man he had seen in the prayer room before, the one who was dressed in black robes and wearing a metal human mask, and walked like a floating man, so he opened his mouth to confirm:

"Miss Wei Ya, you are talking about Your Excellency the Presiding Judge...... That big guy who showed up in the prayer room that day? ”

"Yes, he's very bullish on your prospects."

"Well, thanks to the presiding judge's kindness, I will definitely work hard to complete tomorrow's task."

Lloyd said that, and was ready to leave, but looked at the little milk cat that was obediently squatting on the desk.

Wei Ya noticed his gaze, and before he could speak, she preemptively said:

"When you become a torturer, you can take it to the library, but until then, you have to leave it with me."

"Uh...... You're not going to eat it, are you? ”

"No, cat meat is not tasty."

Lloyd:!!! ∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ

Small milk kitten: Σ (っ°Д°; )っ

Wei Ya didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her statement, and she still urged:

"Any questions?"

Lloyd shook his head and walked out of Wei Ya's office, but before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly remembered another small matter, turned around again, pushed open the office door, and said:

"I almost forgot, I wanted to ask the ...... from Buster"

As soon as the door opened, he saw Wei Ya holding the little milk cat to her chest and rubbing it hard with her beautiful cheeks......

She was stunned for two seconds, and then a flush flashed on her face, revealing the cuteness of a shy little girl, and quickly put the little milk cat back on the table, saying:

"I will have a public class in the future, if you are interested, you can come and listen to it, it may be helpful for tomorrow's action."

Although the tone is still so serious, the content is a little unanswered.

She's probably not very good at digressing from the topic......

Lloyd didn't dare to dwell on it, and said:

"Okay, I'll come, it's just the situation on Buster's side......"

Wei Ya hurriedly rummaged through a large pile of papers on the table, and finally took out a telegram-style note and replied:

"It's fine, my mental condition is steadily recovering, I should be able to leave the psychiatric hospital this month, but I can't come back, and I may be transferred to the Crusaders in the Fifth District."

"I see, thank you."

Lloyd really left Wei Ya's office at this time, let her play with the little milk cat in peace.

As for Buster's situation, it can be said that he is very optimistic, and he can recover from [Moderate Madness] and continue to mix in the Order, which is a very lucky result.

"Good luck."

Lloyd whispered.

……………………

Tower Nine holds several different public classes every day, but Lloyd didn't go once, worried that he wouldn't be able to keep up.

But since Wei Ya has spoken, let's go and have a show.

For the first time, Lloyd went to the fourth floor of Tower No. 9, checked the class schedule, and found that Wei Ya was teaching the subject of "Practical Skills", and the teaching location was not in the tower, but at a shooting range outside?

Lloyd rushed over and found that there were already a lot of people here, and they all seemed to like Wei Ya's class?

These people were talking in groups, and all kinds of discussions were overheard by Lloyd.

"You say, does Miss Wei Ya have a boyfriend?"

"I heard that no, but such a big beauty still has your turn?"

"Woo, I've pushed Miss Wei Ya since I was born, and I really want to lick the black silk on her legs......"

"Disgusting! Head down! It is recommended to commit suicide by taking poison! ”

Belch...... It seems that what these people care about may not be 'practical skills' in the traditional sense, but another level of 'practical skills'?

It didn't take long for Wei Ya's beautiful figure to appear at this shooting range, which made the originally bare environment suddenly add a lot of color, and also made the air on the scene suddenly a little colder, and those whispers about her disappeared in an instant.

Wei Ya's gray eyes first looked at the people who came to class today, but after seeing Lloyd, she withdrew her gaze, picked up a very classical bolt-action rifle next to her, and said:

"This is a new type of weapon that has only been installed on a large scale not long ago, the 1841 rifle, which adopts a more advanced rear-pull design, whether it is the rate of fire, accuracy, power, and feel, it is far beyond the previous old ......."

As she spoke, she placed two spears under the muzzle of the gun, which looked like dagger versions of psionic blades, arranged at right angles, one forward, one down, making the whole gun look more like a halberd, or should it be called a halberd?

After a brief introduction to the basic performance of this 'new weapon', this is the actual combat demonstration link.

Wei Ya clapped her hands, and with the soft sound of gears turning, dozens of targets slowly rose up, with some low-risk demons painted on them.

Then, she walked into the middle of a large pile of targets and began her performance.

First, he shot and smashed a 'monster' with long-range attack ability, and then spun the halberd like a flower gun, dancing a ball of spears, and slicing the two closest 'monsters' with dagger-like spears, and reloading them with ease.

She is like a graceful dancer, tossing and turning in a large pile of 'monsters' with graceful dance steps, and the halberd gun in her hand either hits the enemy with precision, or dances in delicate arcs, harvesting one 'monster' after another.

It's not like a fight, it's a kind of ornate interpretation, or rather, an interpretation of the true meaning of the word 'heroic'.

With her movements, her long silver-gray hair stretched out, as if a gorgeous white flower was blooming, and with the black uniform, she looked like a gorgeous black abyss white flower.

Lloyd watched intently, more serious than reading and studying, unwilling to miss a single frame in front of him, not even noticing that his breathing and heartbeat were secretly accelerating.

It's a pity that there is no pause and playback function, otherwise every frame will be a wallpaper.

I even felt that my eyes were not enough, and I was already dizzying, and I didn't know whether to pay attention to her gorgeous interpretation, or her beautiful face, or her bewitching curves, or her slender legs in boots and black stockings.

In short, Wei Ya at this moment is really beautiful.

Wei Ya's performance only lasted thirty seconds, which happened to be the limit time that earthlings could concentrate.

In the end, she threw the halberd gun in her hand to the ground, and let out a shallow breath, looking like her face did not change and her heart was not beating, as if this exercise was not even a warm-up.

Lloyd wanted to applaud, but when he looked at the others, they all remained quiet, not knowing whether they were intoxicated by Wei Ya's beauty or afraid of her coldness.

Lloyd had no choice but to keep quiet, only then did he notice that most of the 'monsters' in the field had been eliminated, but there were still the last two left, one far away from Wei Ya.

Then I heard her speak, saying,

"The demonstration just now is just a simple performance, it has no practical significance, and you don't need to master it, you need to practice diligently, it's actually very simple......

As she spoke, she slowly picked up her gun, carefully aiming at the monster target a little farther away, pulling the trigger and shattering it.

Then, with a simple and simple action, he stabbed the closer 'monster' with the bayonet of the spear.

"That's what you'll really need in real combat."

Wei Ya finally concluded.

The style of painting before and after this changed a little too quickly, and suddenly changed from elegant and gorgeous to simple and practical.

Lloyd couldn't help but recall the scene when Wei Ya saved him in the first place.

It's just an unpretentious 'one-knife split'.

She knows how to make herself beautiful and she knows how to be reliable.