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"Everyone has worked hard, please carry out your tasks next."

"Yes!"

"Yes."

After a series of basic training in swordsmanship and physical fitness, Dun's muscular cheeks were covered with warm sweat, but his face remained calm and calm. At most, his breathing was a little short, and Dun slowly put the giant sword in with one hand. In the simple scabbard of a belt on the back, head towards the direction of the King's Fortress.

It was obvious that he was going to perform a task that should have been exclusive to the captain.

"Why didn't the captain show up for today's warm-up?"

"do not know."

As long as the vice-captain leaves, Norther will often speak words full of complaints. He can complain about almost any problem. For example, the captain's absence today was expected to be complained.

"Today is the captain's first absence."

"Ha! After returning to the country like this, there is another crime that can be said, ignoring the usual tasks. Sounds good?"

"yes?"

"It's true that the vice-captain did not ask why the captain didn't show up. I always feel that the relationship between these two people is really good. What is the relationship between Jieshi and the vice-captain? They seemed to be friends when they were in the academy. It's a character that can't be hit by eight poles, but it can be so good."

Ossa Sacrodon is a famous nobleman or one of the king's confidantes, while Jieshi is unknown, a standard commoner, or even an unknown family with "no intelligence".

"It's really strange, but no one asked the vice-captain, and Jieshi, hmph, it's better not to talk about it."

"why?"

"what why?"

"Hate the captain."

Hearing this question, Noser stopped in his tracks, and looked at Fengao with an expression of "it's rare to ask such a boring question".

"What do I like about that guy? He has a casual personality, no, it should be said that everything is handled perfunctorily, and he is not capable of being the captain. Can I not hate all these things?"

"The cause was the selection of team members?"

"That's not true, I was very upset a long time ago. It's okay for a guy with ordinary grades to enter the finals. He didn't dare to fight with the vice-captain in the finals. In the end, he could still be the captain. Now the vice-captain is playing again. I really don't like it." Know what kind of role a guy like him can have.”

The content of Norther's content is to explain that the starting point of hating Jieshi is the selection, which is completely different from the attitude of denying it at the beginning, but these words are all facts, perhaps from the eyes of outsiders. Many people hate and loathe Jieshi In the whole world, I am afraid that only Feng Ao thinks that Kingdom of Swords must have unique considerations.

"But he's still captain."

"Feng Ao, you don't think that Jieshi really has captain material, do you?"

"do not know."

"Then don't expect it."

"But he did a great job."

"what?"

Arriving at the gate of the college, Feng Ao ignored Noser, jumped up from the roof of the residents, and went to perform his usual exclusive tasks.

"Really, what the hell is Fuouu thinking?"

Noser, who was left behind, looked at the disappearing figure, sighed helplessly, and also started his own task.

"The hostage team of the kingdom of swords."

The two towers on the left and right of the entrance of the college were used to inquire about the enemy's situation. The soldiers inside were all passed out on the ground, their hands and feet were tightly tied with ropes, and their mouths and eyes were all covered with black cloth.

The tower on the left is occupied by a figure covered in a purple cloak, looking at the two swordsmen with long swords at their waists from the window of the tower.

The tall tower on the right was occupied by a girl who was only in her early teens with crimson double ponytails tied up. Her red eyes looked at the members of the hostage team carrying out their usual tasks from a height.

"Empirifengao and Bavi Noser? Ahhh, and that Oshasa Krodon, I'm really looking forward to it."

He blurted out a childish and lively tone lightly, evoked an exaggerated smile that evoked excessive joy, and showed an expression that seemed to swallow people up just by looking at them.

"Ah, ah, why, why did you do that!"

A magician in the tower on the right did not faint from the sudden attack, and saw "a companion who was lying on the ground covered in blood" in a state of severe dizziness, and spoke to the child in a timid and powerless voice. ask.

"Are you still alive? It seems that magicians don't have such poor physical strength, right? Hehe, then, goodbye!"

"Wait, wait, you, stop, stop!"

"Hey."

With an extremely leisurely and relaxed mood, as if he was just walking, he ruthlessly kicked the conscious magician in the face.

Snapped!

The powerful impact caused the magician's head to hit the hard stone wall, making a sound like a watermelon cracking, and the blood rolling down from his forehead proved that the consciousness had been completely pulled out.

"Oh, I forgot to answer your question, so let's talk about it now. I'm a mercenary, so that's it, hehe."