The watchman's words fell, and Zonevid let go of the attack at the right time!

Clang!

Tails took the first cross.

But Zonevid didn't think it was quite right.

The Prince's Eyes...... Some, it seems, floating?

At this moment, Tails was thinking about something.

Thanks to Marlos's explanation, the boy understood something.

No wonder, no wonder there was a strange sense of familiarity in Zonevid's attack.

I see.

This is...... Fighting in the Northlands.

Tails exhaled, and a faint nostalgia for the "beaten lessons" at Valhalla—welled up—he thought he would never have.

In his long life, but he can definitely talk about rich combat experience, there are only three people who have really influenced his sword fighting skills.

One woman and two men.

Among them is the Black Sword.

In reality, Tails adjusted his pace and held Zonevid's next sword in the hellish senses.

But his mind seemed to be in another time, in the turbulence of the sins of the River of Hell.

Black Sword, this mere mortal faced with a magician, faced with a calamity, faced with inhuman beings like Ashida and Giza, faced with a near-hopeless battle, but miraculously struggled to survive, and even with a strange sword in his hand, he slashed out the chance of victory.

In retrospect, every decision, every choice, and every action of the Black Sword in battle, the superhuman qualities and amazing intelligence displayed in it, could deeply shock Tails.

But the opponents that Black Sword faced were too rare to be an example.

However, there was another person who influenced him the most......

Tails struggled to stop Zonevid's straight stab, his muscles moaning in pain as the fight became more and more unfavorable.

Starfaller.

Tails thought silently.

Right.

Seri Nicolet, the guy who has been cursed by Tails a thousand times, can be said to have opened another door for him.

The bloody battle in the extreme realm on the rocky land, Tails witnessed with his own eyes.

The Meteorite, this man is at a disadvantage from start to finish against the equally skilled and dangerous deadly Raven (and perhaps Tails and Yodel).

He was seriously wounded, on the verge of despair, in every disadvantage, and on several occasions he was close to defeat.

But in the end, Exeter's former leader of the White-Bladed Guard is still amazing...... Turn the table.

Tails dodged Zonevid's powerful slash with a sharp grasp, and the shield in his hand flickered, trembling to push away the opponent's oncoming attack.

This made Zonevid feel slightly discordant:

The prince's defense this time seemed to be working, and it was not as difficult as before.

But Tails was still thinking.

Starfaller.

He didn't win by strength.

It's patience, calmness, tenacity, observation and analysis.

On the most unfavorable battlefield, what Nicolai did was not a desperate battle of trapped beasts.

On the contrary, he took every shot of Monty's crossbow with extraordinary patience and perseverance, withstood the pressure of absolute disadvantage, calmly defended against every inevitable attack of his opponent, and observed the unique combat and habits of the Dead Raven in the last moment, and analyzed the enemy's most likely choice in each situation.

In the end, the Meteorite succeeded in one blow and countered the opponent.

Perhaps—Tails thought in a trance—perhaps Nicolai had earned the nickname of the world's greatest warrior, and that he was one of the best five in Exter, not just because he was lucky enough to take out Horace Bright.

That's right.

Starfaller.

Tails suddenly realized that the person who had influenced his fighting style the most was the one he hated the most—the Northlanders.

Tails instinctively raised his shield to attack, collided with Zonevid's sword once, suddenly felt something, and subconsciously made up the long sword, forcing the latter to give up an attack in surprise and defend with a horizontal sword.

No, it's more than that.

More than just witnessing that battle.

Also includes......

Tails recalls the past when Nicolai showed off his skills in every outdoor training session, proudly bullying him to the point of tears, and could only fight back.

The starry people who watched from the sidelines gritted their teeth, and Selma couldn't bear it.

But......

But every time he faced the meteorite, whether it was for survival, for face, or for not being beaten so badly, when he struggled to survive under the clutches of the other party......

Clang!

Tails' sword struck at Zonevid's weapon again.

But at this moment, Tails closed his eyes.

Zonevid, who was just a stone's throw away from him, noticed this and couldn't help but be shocked.

The sin of the Prison River surged over the boy's body.

The senses of hell have become more and more sensitive.

Time seems to slow down.

At that moment, Tails slowly realized.

Zonevid and him, the point where their swords both.

The finishing forces of both sides surged upward, and at that point they confronted each other.

One side is endless, and the offensive is surging.

One side is firmly entrenched, tenacious and tenacious.

Tails could feel it, no matter what he did: press forward, attack, withdraw sword, step back......

Zonevid's finishing power will come with no relentless force, leaving no respite.

And he couldn't resist it.

What to do?

What to do?

For a split second, Tails still had his eyes closed, feeling it all by the feedback of the Hell's senses and the sins of Hell River.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly.

The boy understood.

He, Tyles Bright Star.

He's not a sturdy monster, a skilled genius, or a knightly hero with a mastery of magic ("Come on, unleash your magic and you'll kill them all!"—the dark little Tails who slams his fists deep down).

He can't be as powerful as Yodel, he can't turn corruption into wonder like a black sword, he can't be as transient as Nicolais, and he can't be as casual as a knight of punishment.

But he has at least one other advantage, though Tails himself is not willing to admit:

Carry the beating.

Yes.

It's not very nice though.

But......

Getting beaten up a lot, you naturally develop a pathetic intuition:

What kind of feeling will come to you with fists and swords that fall on you.

Which one is only severe but not serious, which one seems exaggerated but the effect is average, and which one is extremely dangerous and potentially fatal.

And these beatings.

He can see it from the enemy, from himself......

More things.

Include...... How to fight back to win.

It's like how the Meteorite faced the Dead Raven.

Sounds ...... It's familiar.

Tails smiled leisurely.

That's right, too.

Isn't that what it is......

The Sin of the River roared wildly in his ear drums, as if beating the drums of war, urging Tails to keep fighting.

But Tails turned a deaf ear, and at this moment, scenes from the past flashed through his mind.

In the abandoned house, as a beggar, he crawled and rolled......

Vineyard Manor, a shot in front of the vampire......

In the Fuxing Palace, the political game in the Hall of Stars......

Isn't that what it is......

Longxiao City, nine deaths and one life in the shield area......

Valhalla, the Jedi strike in front of the five Grand Dukes......

Above the desert, at the bottom of the black prison, he struggled in the dark......

Isn't that what it is......

The corners of Tails' mouth curled deeper and deeper.

Isn't that what it is......

Isn't this the time when I have faced many calamities and obstacles since I came to this world......

Is he, Tails Bright Star's way of living?

Take the beating first, and survive.

Level up again and find a chance to win.

At last...... Pretending?

Beaten, escalated, pretended to be forced – Tails' three-step strategy?

Tails slowly opened his eyes, looking at Zonevid, who had a surprised expression in the almost paused time in front of him.

He smiled inwardly.

No, no, no, seriously, it's a battle.

In other words.

Nice to say.

That's ......

Engage the enemy.

Detect the enemy.

Dominating the enemy.

Tails' heart brightened.

The sins of the River of Hells boiled over, almost burning.

But in Tails' mind, the clue grew clearer.

It was as if he was getting closer and closer to a certain goal.

He knows.

This is his sin of the river of hell.

His finishing powers.

His fighting style.

Or, as Ricky puts it......

It's himself.

It's Tails Bright Star himself.

Or is it ......

Tails had a spin.

It's just something that every strong man has...... Basic qualities?

Engage the enemy, detect the enemy, and control the enemy.

In the next second, the Prison River Sin in Tails' body exploded!

It's exuberant, exciting, climbs to a climax.

Time seems to return to normal at that moment!

The surprise on Zonevid's face flickered and turned to seriousness and ferocity.

Tails felt that at the point where the two swords intersected, the other party's finishing power also roared!

Zonevid's offensive is seeing a resurgence.

But the prince just stepped and turned his wrists.

His long sword drew circles in the air and writhed along the castration of Zonevid's weapon!

The metal rubbed against it with an unpleasant sound.

On the sidelines, Doyle, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but let out a "huh".

"It's ......"

In the flash of light, the two swords separated, and Zonevid's long sword struck with an indomitable momentum!

Tails, on the other hand, turned slightly, and his long sword also flashed forward!

On the training ground, the figures of the two overlapped.

Bang!

There was a bang.

Both stopped at the same time.

The onlookers let out a low exclamation.

Marlos stared intently at the field, deaf to the urging of the people around him.

In the middle of the field, Tails gasped for breath and felt the sin of the near-depleted River of Hells rolling unwillingly.

He turned his eyes and realized that the top half of his shield had shattered at some point, and only half of it was still attached to his hand.

Zonevid's practice sword had stopped on his shoulder, the metal blade against his neck, and the touch on his skin was cold.

As for Tails' sword, it narrowly brushed over Zonevid's shoulder and stopped in mid-air.

It didn't work.

Feeling the soreness and numbness all over his body, Tails sighed.

He still lost.

The chatter of the guards grew louder and louder.

But at this very moment.

"It's me who loses. ”

In front of him, the neat knight in his thirties retracted his sword with great grace and nodded respectfully.

Tails looked confused.

"Although I have attacked your vital point, Your Highness, it is because your practice shield has experienced many blows and is unable to withstand it. ”

Zonevide smiled kindly, and gestured to the shield that was only half left in Tails' hand.

He took a step back, sighed and touched his chest, a new scratch on his leather armor.

"And before that, your blade grazed my neck. ”

Tails was stunned.

Zonevide looked at Tails sincerely.

"It's only a little bit on the back of the sword," Zoneved shook his head with a smile:

"But if I change to a real sword, I lose. ”

The guards erupted in an uproar.

Tails stared blankly at him.

After a few seconds, the boy shook his head, shook off his perception of the battle just now, and reacted.

"No, you played well, and I barely fought back. ”

Tails sighed.

"At the end of the day, you still have the strength to keep your hand - it proves that you are much better than me, and you should be the one who wins,"

Zonevide bowed, didn't answer, just smiled and put down the practice sword and turned to leave.

That's right.

Tails sobered up for a moment.

He knew that whether it was Piloga, Commutto or Zonevid, they were just sparring him, not to mention the difference in power positions between them, so that they could all keep their hands and show mercy.

What if you change to a real sword......

Tails felt the soreness and swelling of his arm, looking at the dark blue on it in more than one place......

He has long since become a prince brand cake cutter.

Bulk.

The guards were talking, and Marios turned back to discuss something with the flag bearer next to him, and seemed to have no time to look back.

"He was obviously going to lose before, but I always felt a little ......"

Off the pitch, Doyle looked back in confusion, but Croover interrupted him.

"Listen and predict. ”

The vanguard officer, nicknamed Zombie, clenched his arms and looked at him like a torch:

"Zonevid's offensive is blazing and unstoppable. ”

Therefore, the kid learned the way of the logistics officer Piloga just now, using his style of defense and counterattack, the concept of getting stronger when encountered, to face the opponent who is not on the offensive front. ”

And find opportunities in it. ”

Coloover looked at Tails, who sat down in a slump of shape:

"It's just that in the end it's not enough. ”

"Bad luck. ”

Doyle looked stunned.

Piloga?

"it, select materials on the spot, and formulate a strategy?"

Doyle looked at Tails in amazement, digesting the combat experience:

"So, our Lord Duke, your brain is spinning quite fast?"

This time, Gloover just shook his head and didn't reply.

Amid the constant chatter of the guards, Marios finally came to his senses.

"So, who's next?"

The watchman asked faintly.

The guards, who were still chattering excitedly, fell silent for a moment.

Hearing this, Tails' face turned dark.

Still coming?

He's about to collapse, okay?

"Lord Marlos!"

Tails spoke unangrily.

"Hearing you say so much, you must be extraordinary," His Excellency the Duke gritted his teeth as he rubbed the black green on his arm:

"Why don't you end up on your own?"

Marlos smiled slightly:

"Because I'm not good at fighting in person, Your Highness. ”

Not good at fighting in person?

Tails was stunned for a moment, then remembered the figure of another watchman.

"Then why did they make you a watchman?"

Marios' smile is still elegant:

"My strength lies in battlefield observation and decision-making and scheduling. ”

Tails frowned.

"So what are you," Tails snorted coldly, sarcastically:

"Magic version of Wang Yuyan?"

Marlos narrowed his eyes:

"King what?"

Tails coughed:

"I mean, even if you're a rookie like me, aren't you sure?"

Marlos smiled slightly:

"As I said, contemptible people are not good at fighting, if you are right with Your Highness, you will ......"

Marlos looked at the guards around him and said with a smile:

“...... Let's open it in five. ”

Tails rolled his eyes in anger.

But he was so tired that he needed to restock the strength to fight back.

"So," said Marlos, looking at a very young member of the guard, "how are you, Nehi?"

"Have you dealt with Your Highness?"

But at this moment, before anyone could reply, a mature female voice, accompanied by the sound of high-heeled boots, slowly came.

"Yo, this is what you call a martial arts class?"

The sound is clear and audible, and it is quite powerful.

Marlos's eyes widened!

Hearing this voice, the guards were in an uproar again, and then they all gathered back very strangely and turned around silently.

Facing the comers.

Doyle saw the appearance of the person who came, and couldn't help but let out a low "", and then quickly lowered his head and hid his figure behind Glove.

Tails turned his head, equally stunned.

He stared blankly out of the field.

Looking at the middle-aged lady who walked leisurely from the porch, she was mature and steady, and had an elegant posture.

Compared with Gilbert and Kessel, six years later, she is still graceful, with a charming face, black hair like ink, picturesque eyebrows, and few traces of age except for a few wrinkles.

Her heeled boots still pounded on the ground with force and rhythm, whether it was facing rock, lawn, tiles or gravel.

Tails looked at the lady infatuatedly.

Looking at her almost no reduction in arrogance and sassiness, chic and free.

Suit oneself.

The members of the Star Lake Guard looked at each other with hesitation.

But after all, under the leadership of Marios, they bowed down and saluted respectfully.

But the black-haired lady didn't seem to see it, and didn't care, just looked around, and her eyes touched Tails's body.

She snorted softly:

"Look, what kind of bullshit you're teaching here. ”

The royal guards were awkwardly and eerily silent, and no one (dared) to answer.

"You may not know, ma'am," said Marlos, the leader, with a low cough:

"We are investigating the information of the Termination Power in His Highness's body, this is to better help him......"

"Are you done investigating?"

The black-haired lady interrupted very facelessly, and her tone was impatient:

"How long are you going to beat him again?"

Marlois choked.

The flag officer behind him, Fubi, hurriedly came out to play a round:

"Actually, we have some clues, but we still need ......"

But the lady interrupted him again.

"Oh, so you're serious," she said, walking to the edge of the field and looking around at the crowd, the contempt in her eyes flashing:

"Not a playhouse?"

The guards looked at each other again.

Marlos was silent for a few seconds:

"Lady's ......"

But the middle-aged lady snorted coldly and interrupted him for the third time.

"You. ”

The black-haired lady turned her head coldly and looked at Glover who was pointing at her inexplicably.

"No, it's not you, it's the one behind you. ”

"Doyle's negative boy, don't think I can't see you if I'm hiding behind the big guy. ”

Doyle walked out from behind Glouver with a sad face, squeezing out a smile:

"Lady's ......"

But the black-haired woman gave the order, her voice decisive and powerful, without any dragging on the water:

"You, go up and play with the prince. ”

"As your leader said: investigate his finishing power. ”

Tails, who had been immersed in memories, was slightly stunned.

And Doyle's face changed.

"Why, you don't want to?"

Doyle's eyebrows jumped again.

The woman said coldly:

"So, sparring with Prince Tails...... Has it insulted your court?"

Doyle shuddered.

He didn't dare to reply any longer, and walked to the training ground like a marionette in a daze, about to grab the practice sword, hoping that the bad luck would end soon.

But his good wishes were still in vain.

"Wait. ”

The lady's words rang out leisurely, causing D.D to hang in the air halfway through his steps, not daring to move.

"With your own sword. ”

As soon as these words came out, the royal guards were in an uproar!

Marios's face was cloudy, and he no longer seemed to be able to maintain his original indifference.

Doyle looked back in shock, ignoring the fear in his heart:

"Use, use...... Really, really, with a sword?"

The lady hummed a rising note from her nose:

"What if it weren't?"

Doyle froze in place.

"Quick, draw your sword, and go up and fight him for his life. ”

I saw the lady coldly glance at the guards:

"Otherwise, you're going to investigate the power of the end of a fart. ”

Tails was shocked when he heard this, but his heart warmed.

Really......

It's been six years......

She's still ......

Behind Marios, Hugo Fubi, the flag bearer, had a gloomy face and asked Piloga, who hurried from behind:

"How did she get in?"

Piloga had a bitter face, helplessly and helplessly: "Sir, you know, she is His Majesty's ......"

"In short, in the entire Mindis Hall, even among our siblings, no one dares to stop her. ”

Fubi froze.

Tails took a deep breath, looked at Doyle, who was trained to be so angry that he didn't dare to take a sip, and took a step forward:

"Ma'am, I'm ......"

But at the very moment when he spoke, the first-class court lady of the Fuxing Palace, his father's lover, and the initiator of his northern military swordsmanship, Lady Jini Bakvi, interrupted him impatiently:

"Shut up, boy. ”

Tails choked.

"How many times have I said in my letter, when you come back, I will test your true sword training. ”

Ginny walked up to him and watched Tails catch up with her, her lips trembling and her eyes moving.

But the female officer quickly turned her head and nip the tremor in her eyes in the bud.

"And what are you doing now?"

Ji Ni looked away and said sternly:

"Toy swords?"

"Are you still seven years old?"

Ji Ni glanced at the more than two dozen royal guards and said sharply:

"Are you seven years old too?"

The leader, Marios, was silent and did not answer.

"What are you doing?"

Geni exhaled.

As if frustrated, she turned to Doyle, who was trying to see herself as a pillar of stone standing in the middle of the field:

"Go up, D.D., and slash at him with a knife until you cut out his finishing power?"

Doyle looked up tremblingly:

"I, I, ma'am, this sword of mine was handed down to me by my grandmother, and I can't use it easily......"

Ji Ni pierced him mercilessly:

", how many times did I catch old Doyle on Red Square Street when I was younger?"

"Your grandmother has passed away a long time ago, and every time your grandfather comes to pay the bail!"

Doyle shuddered when he heard this, lowered his head and did not dare to speak again.

Ji Ni snorted coldly, and her high-heeled boots nodded crisply, walking past the members of the guards.

"And you?"

"You? or you?"

"Use a real sword, go up and practice with him?"

No one answered, no one even dared to look up.

Ji Ni snorted coldly and turned to the leader.

"Is that just you, Marlos?"

The female officer said contemptuously:

"Aren't you a loyal servant of Your Majesty?

Marlos was silent for a few seconds.

Finally, the watchman took a deep breath.

"No need, ma'am, our duty has been accomplished, and the power of the end of Your Highness, we already know it. ”

Tails was shocked.

Got it?

What?The Sins of the Hell?What the Black Sword said, the kind of finishing power that is best not to be revealed?

That's ...... Got it?

"The martial arts class is over. ”

Marlos squeezed out a stiff smile:

"Ma'am, you can continue to teach Your Highness a lesson in etiquette. ”

"I'm with my fellow guards, and I'm leaving. ”

But Jenny didn't mean to get off the donkey:

"Oh, really, you get it?"

The female officer sighed:

"The power of the end that you can know without a real sword or a real gun?"

Ginny pointed at Tails with a cold look, "What if you're mistaken." ”

"Are you going to beat him up again?"

Tails' heart sank.

Marlos coughed, seemingly accustomed to Jenny's troubles.

"Truly," said the watchman in front of the crowd:

"His Highness's finishing power is strange, there is no obvious characteristic style, and the improvement of various physical qualities is also limited. ”

Ginny's eyes narrowed.

Marlos raised his gaze and shot straight at Tails:

"But he survived. ”

Tails took a breath, looking at him with the same curiosity.

"Three battles. ”

Just listen to the watchman unhurriedly:

"Before he was injured, Piloga was the elite of the Guardian Wing, and his counter-attacking skills were even a master of the Extreme Realm. ”

"Although he is a guard wing, Ji'an is a vigilante by training, and he has learned practical and effective melee skills in the streets, and he specializes in taking down enemies in unexpected ways. ”

"Zonevide has only recently moved from a penistor to a vanguard, and one of the main reasons is that his style of shooting is too sharp. ”

The three people who were mentioned moved one after another.

"But Your Highness survived," said Marlos methodically:

"Lost, and it wasn't too ugly. ”

The watchman became serious, his eyes like lightning, and he stabbed Tails a little uncomfortable.

"Your Highness, there is a very similar example of your finishing power in history. ”

Tails was taken aback.

Historical examples?

He immediately remembered the example Ricky had told him when he was still at Camp Bladefang.

What Ricky is talking about......

The ancestors who were guilty of the prison river and also took on the so-called "mission of their time".

But what Marhros said next was something he didn't expect.

"Two hundred years ago, there was an immortal genius in martial arts and martial arts in the Bright Star Royal Family. ”

The Bright Star Royalty?

Tails looked up in shock.

Miscellaneous...... What the?

Are there any of the weird names Ricky mentioned?

I saw Marius clear his throat and raise his voice in front of the people who were listening carefully:

"That royal wizard has awakened a rare power of finishing, a power that has allowed him to survive in countless desperate situations. ”

"Just like the power of Prince Tails today, let him hold on in danger. ”

Tails blinked.

Ha?

Marlos nodded:

Eventually, that wizard became a legend of the Extreme Realm of an era, and his reputation has been passed down to this day. ”

Genie frowned.

"And that's ......"

Marlos took a deep breath and looked at Tails:

"That's right, it's a free and uninhibited romantic prince, a legend of the century who has never met an opponent in the Western Continent. ”

"Kayla Bright Star. ”

The watchman's eyes shone with light:

"Known as 'wolf enemy'. ”

The crowd was in an uproar!

Tails froze.

The Legendary Prince......

Kayla Bright Star?

Wolf enemy?

Marlos raised his head, solemn and serious:

"And Prince Kayla relied on his fame, the legendary ending power that shook the world, called ......"

The watchman whispered:

"The sea is raging. ”

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

At that moment, the entire training ground was boiling!

The royal guards exchanged their heads in a hurry, some of them excited and surprised, and many of them kept looking at Tails.

Ji Ni also thought deeply.

But the protagonist of the topic stayed where he was.

Anger......

Tails stammered in his heart:

What are the angry waves?

"I have heard that the Northlanders have arranged for the prince to be the murderer of Prince Horace—the Yankees have deliberately humiliated us. ”

Doyle, who sneaked back to Glovover's side, poked his colleague in surprise:

"Now it seems that the murderer is really serious about teaching?"

In the midst of the chaos of the crowd, Marios took the opportunity to conclude:

"I'm sorry, Ms. Ginny, but that's it for today. ”

"As for you, Your Highness, I will go and read the information about the time when the 'wolf enemy' was alive," Marlos narrowed his eyes:

"In the future, your training will be more targeted. ”

Without waiting for them to respond, the watchman turned to the entire guard:

"Disband, go back to work. ”

Marios rolled his eyes:

"Unless...... Someone wants to catch up with the visiting Ms. Jenny?"

The words fell, and the Star Lake Guards dispersed in a hurry.

No one seemed to want to stay any longer.

Marlos turned his head and nodded slightly at Genie and Tails.

The court maid snorted coldly, turned around and walked:

"What are you doing, boy?"

"You've got classes to go!"

Tails was a thriller, and only then did he come back to his senses from the shock and incomprehension just now.

He turned his head, ignoring his appearance, and trotted all the way, hurrying to catch up with Gini's high-heeled boots.

And in the process of the boy's trot, he was muttering in his heart:

What the?

In the past six years......

In addition to being beaten and beaten all day long, sweating a handful of blood, gritting his teeth with tears against Nicolai, and trying to survive his terrifying and hideous shadow......

What else did he do to make his finishing power look like that......

Angry seas?

On the training ground, which quickly became empty, Marios stared at Genie and Tails in the distance, his face slightly gloomy.

"And you, Piloga, pass on the word. ”

Marlos called out to Piloga, who was walking at the end.

"This time, we have not been formed for a long time, and our responsibilities are unfamiliar. ”

"But next time, even if His Majesty himself comes. ”

Marios focused on the word "me", which made Piloga subconsciously nervous.

The watchman slowly turned his head, and his eyes flashed with an unusually solemn color:

"My guards are not allowed to let them go so unhindered and untransmitted. ”

"Got it?"

Piloga was stunned.

He suddenly had the illusion that the plain and indifferent and relaxed Chief Tormond Marios did not exist at this moment.

Piloga nodded respectfully and turned to leave.

Marhros looked at his back, his eyes were complicated and his mind was unpredictable.

After a moment, the watchman turned to the only person left beside him.

"Hugo?"

The flag bearer of the duke's guard, Hugo Fubi, walked up in a low-key and obedient manner.

"Did you record today's training, including the Prince's Finishing Force?" asked Marlos lightly.

"Of course," Fubi's flag bearer took out a notebook, and his eyes suddenly became shrewd:

"The sea is raging. ”

"And the details of Prince Tails' response and ......"

But Marhros interrupted him.

"Variants. ”

Fubby looked up, a puzzled expression.

"Add a piece to your record. ”

Marhros said softly, his expression and tone slowly returning to his previous cold state:

"Prince Tails' finishing power is a rare 'variant' of the furious sea. ”

Fubi blinked, frowning.

"As for the specific direction and characteristics of the variant......"

Marios exhaled, his face as calm as water:

"Unknown. ”

Fubi was stunned for two seconds.

"Variant, unknown...... Are you sure, sir?"

He looked at his notebook and wondered:

"This is for Captain Tarun to see, and he will report it to His Majesty and ...... If there is any unclear description and inaccurate ......"

Marhros suddenly turned around.

"Yes, I'm sure. ”

He categorically interrupted Fubi's flag officer, his eyes burning and aggressive:

"Absolutely. ”