Hollow Knight: Hallownest

"Buzz...wuah!"

Loyle's normally closed mouth opened wide, and then many young bees flew out of his mouth, twisting their bodies and attacking a small figure in red not far away.

Although they can only collide with their bodies, the thick body of the little bees gives this simple move considerable damage. Their wings vibrate and fall like raindrops.

Vespa was sitting on a chair made of thick honey not far away, looking at the figure waving needle and thread with interest.

The one fighting Hive Knight Loyle on the field was the girl entrusted to her by the White Lady.

"drink!"

The girl bent her back slightly, holding the bone needle behind her back, looking up at the approaching swarm of bees, giving a soft drink, and then jumped up on her toes, causing the bone needle to move in a strange rhythm.

The sound of breaking through the air sounded in the field, and the bees were suddenly deflected less than a foot away from the girl, and they were smashed elsewhere. If you look at the bone needle in the girl's hand, it is not difficult to find a strange phenomenon.

Although the bone needles are dancing, they are far away from the bees, and it is impossible to miss them. However, if you look carefully, you will be surprised to find that the tail of the bone needles is connected to an invisible thread. , and the silk thread driven by the bone needles was the culprit that caused the bees' attack to fail.

Loyer's expression didn't change. He spread his legs slightly to the side and disappeared. Just as the girl's dancing dexterous body was about to stop, she frowned and hurriedly threw the bone needle towards the wall not far away. Immediately afterwards, he was led away from the place by the bone needles holding the silk thread.

Within a breath of her leaving, Loyle had appeared where the little girl was just now.

call out!

He placed the bone spur next to his left ear with his right hand, and launched a surprise attack with his twisting body. The air was forcefully cut open, and the sound was sharp and harsh, completely different from what was produced when the girl waved the silk thread just now.

When Vesper saw Loyle disappear suddenly, he stood up quickly and looked at the little girl worriedly. However, he felt relieved when he saw her hiding away. He slowly sat back and muttered:

"This guy Loyle really doesn't hold back at all."

"The response was quick."

Loyer raised his head and said to the little girl hanging on the wall. Although his voice was slightly smiling, the bone spur in his hand did not stay there for a moment. He raised it high above his head and suddenly pierced the ground.

A muffled sound came from the ground. Three honey-wrapped thorny balls rose at the same time. After a few tremors, they exploded. Dozens of sharp thorns flew around with sharp edges, including the one where the girl was. direction.

Seeing this, the little girl dared not stay on the wall. She pulled out the bone needles and started dancing again with the help of silk threads. Although it was a repeat of the same trick, it was more effective. The almost all-round attack made those spikes look like those of bees not long ago. Like, they were shot to the ground one after another.

One high and one low, the little girl immediately changed her posture, held the bone needle in front of her chest, and stabbed Loyer on the ground with the force of her fall.

"Gotta hurry up!"

Loyle shouted in a low voice. He used his legs to curl up into a ball and quickly moved back. He easily dodged the little girl's first counterattack. When he landed firmly and wanted to continue preaching, he didn't get it. As soon as he had a chance to breathe, the cold light from flying bone needles was reflected in his pupils.

The little girl stood in the distance, clutching the thread in her hand tightly, the hope in her eyes shining brightly, because she saw the scratches left by Loyer's blue helmet.

The attack finally worked.

Loyle looked at the bone needles that flew back, and then looked down at the not-so-deep scratches on the armor, with some relief in his eyes, but when his eyes met the little girl again, they became dull again.

"Don't be too happy, there are still two more times."

Loyer raised the bone spur to his side, the fighting spirit in his eyes shining like his sharp needle. In the next moment, he took advantage of the momentum and rushed towards the little girl like lightning, the strong wind he brought up was fierce.

Seeing this, the little girl subconsciously wanted to hold the bone nail on her chest and kick her legs to collide with Loyer. But just when she was about to take action, some not-so-good training memories came to her mind and she stopped abruptly. Action, choose to jump up on the spot and wave the silk thread.

When the flexible silk threads collided with Loyer's armor, what was produced was the sound of gold and iron. Those silk threads were the externalization of the bone needles in her hands, and the sharpness on them was no less than the bone needles.

Another mark was added to Loyer's armor.

Seeing this, the smile in the little girl's eyes became even brighter, with a hint of cunning hidden in it. She took back the bone needle and threw it again. The silk thread flew in the field, stringing up the spikes that fell on the ground.

Loyer steadied his body and looked at the threads crossing the field and those extremely conspicuous thorn balls, his pupils trembling slightly.

Did she even learn this trick?

At the same moment when this idea came out, the threads buzzed and shot out those spikes. Although Loyle dodged and retreated immediately, one of them was still scratched on the armor.

"......you win."

Loyer stopped, the down on his head drooped, and holding the bone spur, he leaned slightly and said to the little girl in front of him.

When his words reached the little girl's ears, she was still hunched over, preparing for the next attack. It took her a few breaths to realize what Loyle had said, and her eyes slowly widened.

"I...I won?"

"Well done, kid."

Vesper stood up, flapped his wings and landed in front of the little girl, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Master, can I..."

"Of course, I am not a queen who likes to break her promises. You can leave three traces on Loyle's armor, which is enough to deal with some emergencies on your way home."

Vespa's eyes showed some memories, remembering that when the White Lady sent her here, she was still a shy girl.

......

This was of great concern to the White Lady when she told Vespa of the little girl's timid nature.

She was not eager for quick success and directly arranged for the little girl to train. Instead, she lived in the hive for a while and let her watch Loyle train, so as to pave the way for going into battle herself.

Even after a while, when Vespa felt that the time had come, the little girl was still a little reluctant to pick up the bone nails. Perhaps because she left the White Lady, her heart was not completely open to herself, which made Vespa temporarily Some are worried about how to teach her martial arts.

Things took a turn for the better on an ordinary training day. The little girl was squatting on the ground, boredly watching Loyer waving the bone spurs in his hand, but her mind was wandering to no one knows where.

Loyer danced the bone spurs to great effect, and in his spare time, he also noticed the girl in a daze on the sidelines. Although her face was covered by a mask, through her eyes, she could still see her very familiar look.

Just like the little bees who followed her when paying tribute, they were always looking forward to returning to the hive. The look in the little girl's eyes was the same as those of the little bees.

Is she homesick?

Loyer put away his bone spurs, regained his composure, took a deep breath and sat next to the little girl.