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"The game is over at this time, right?"

From the only window in the room, the warm sunshine coming down at noon, it can be judged that the time is close to noon, and Jieshi will definitely go to the streets in this excellent weather with neither cloudy nor rainy days, Find more fun or interesting things to pass the time.

But due to his injury, he really didn't want to waste his energy walking around. He would rather stay on the bed in the "other people's room", waiting with a rough mood for a future where he didn't know whether it would bring bad news or good news.

Click.

There was a knocking sound on the wooden door outside the room, he tensed his nerves reflexively and barely covered his body with a thin and short quilt, his eyes were fixed on the wooden door that entered and exited.

"it's me."

The person who came in from the wooden door was a dark red student uniform. The robe that should have been worn was in his hand, and only the robe was worn on his body. From the appearance of a few drops of sweat left on the skin, it is speculated that the sweat was caused by the heat. .

And the traces of hot sweat could not be left by the cold winter, that is to say, the student who came in ran back to the wooden house.

"Will my information work?"

After confirming the familiar figure, the thoughts that swelled in the mind for a moment made the exhausted body forcibly pull away the quilt, propped up the upper body, anxious and eager for the final result of the game.

I hope to get a beautiful and admirable news, and offer the best wishes to my good brother.

"There was an accident in the game."

Seeing the anxious look of the captain, Feng Ao turned his head reflexively, unable to look directly at the captain exuding an expectant expression.

"Accident? What? I understand. Your accident means that everyone is surprised, right? Ton actually won."

Although he was stunned for a moment, he immediately used positive emotions to maintain an optimistic and calm expression on his face in the next half a second, and continued to ask questions with a high and excited attitude.

For Jieshi, there can be no bad news, this is his confidence in Dun.

"Someone interfered with the game, and now the vice-captain is in the nursing home to report."

"Interference? What do you mean? Could it be that the king didn't judge Dun to win? Isn't that too arrogant? No, you're kidding me, it's weird no matter how you think about it!"

Feng Ao pinched Jiexi's shoulder tightly with his fingers, and without waiting for the opponent's reaction, he injected strength into his own fingers, making the fragile body that was already tired make a dull "click".

"Ah! Woohoo!"

"Hush."

The pain from his shoulder that was about to be crushed caused Jie Shi, who had been chattering, to let out a scream.

He didn't want Jieshi's cry to attract the attention of the surrounding guards, so he covered Jieshe's mouth with his other hand the moment he yelled.

Feng Ao's actions are the same as treating a prisoner who is being executed, he doesn't care whether the captain is wounded or not, the purpose is just to keep the captain calm, and he doesn't bother to care about pain or anything.

"Calm down?"

"Um!"

Under the cover, Feng Ao's words appeared colder and more terrifying than usual. At this moment, in Jieshi's eyes, Feng Ao's calm appearance was as terrifying as a demon being judged.

If he still shook his head at this time, Jie Shi worried that his shoulder would really be crushed.

Confirming that the captain is no longer in such a crazy state of frantically praying for good news, Feng Ao took his hands away and sat in the corner by the bed without looking directly at Jieshi.

"A child with bright red hair and twin ponytails appeared on the field, with a magic sword in his hand."

These words completely emptied Jieshi's mind of wandering thoughts, and he couldn't even think of words to respond.

Fuao, who kept his gaze out of the window, continued.

"Then a woman covered in a dark purple cloak appeared and took the magic sword."

After a pause, Feng Ao thought of an irrelevant clue.

"The red-haired child called the mysterious woman 'Sister Elder Sister'."

Jieshi gently supported his forehead with his hands, and covered his eyes with his palms.

"The situation of the vice-captain is not clear. I will go to the medical room to investigate later, and the king's announcement of the victory of the game will be delayed indefinitely."

He couldn't listen at all, when he heard the two characters breaking into the arena, Jie Shi didn't hear the second half of the words, he just kept his hand on his forehead, without changing for a long time.

"I need to see how the vice-captain is doing."

Shaking his head slightly, Feng Ao opened his eyes again, turned around and walked out of the house, leaving Jie Shi lying on the bed alone.

Click.

Even though Feng Ao had left, Jie Shi still did not let go of his right hand that was supporting his forehead.

"Why bother us, do you have to disturb me like this?"

When I opened the wooden door, I saw a student who was also wearing a dark red uniform, but from the sword on his waist, he knew that he was a member of the hostage team, not a common magic student in the academy.

At this time, the student was depressed, with his hands crossed around his face, and his upper body lying on the corner of a hospital bed.

"What about the vice-captain?"

Even after hearing Feng Ao's question, he didn't leave during the process from being in charge of transportation to nursing. Noser, who had been by the side of the vice-captain, didn't look up, and kept silently staring at the wounded on the hospital bed.

The injured body was forced to exercise the next day, and then experienced a greater energy devour, and finally returned to the hospital bed again. No matter how I think about it, I can't be optimistic.

"Noser?"

"It's more serious than I thought."

Finally, he made a brief response, looked at Fuuu out of the corner of his eye, then withdrew his gaze, and continued to stare at the vice-captain who was "the pride of the kingdom of swords" on the bed.

"Last time, the fire magic was mostly wounds and lung burns, but this time it was thunder. Not only the outside, but also the inside was hurt. It was difficult not only to walk but also to eat."

A low and resentful heavy explanation.

Feng Ao vaguely thought that this sentence was Norther's incomprehension and resentment towards the "Captain", and anger towards Jieshi.

"That kind of magic is a devil at all. I finally know why that divine student would show such an arrogant attitude, because it is impossible for humans to fight against him!"

Lowering his head as if venting his inner dissatisfaction, he shouted in an exaggerated and outrageous tone.

With such a timid and fear-ridden appearance, Feng Ao understands why the divine student has already established his position and momentum in this magical country at a young age.

They are not at the same level in combat anymore, this can be clearly seen from the rumors, and after actual combat, they can better understand what is called the difference in level.

A distance that can never be approached by forever exercising.

"Where's Jieshi? He didn't come this morning, so why didn't the vice-captain come here even though he was seriously injured?"

"He has an exclusive mission and cannot come."

"It's the captain's mission again? What is it that even my vice-captain can ignore?"

"Captain Jieshi has his own difficulties, he must be loyal to the mission."

"Stop joking, why? He? That guy is an incompetent person. He said that he is the captain's mission, but he is actually hiding!"

I don't want to explain more, it should be said that even explaining is useless, Feng Ao really wanted to punch Noser's face that he felt wronged and only thought it was someone else's mistake.

But he resisted the impulse to prevent the situation from getting worse.

"Who is that person who interfered with the final?"

Forcibly changing the subject, although Norther squinted his eyes in displeasure, he considered an issue that cannot be ignored, temporarily canceled the mood of complaints, and shifted his mind to this high-level issue of seriousness.

"The prisoner who can use the magic sword must be rewarded for this."

Noser's words made Fengao slightly nod his head.

The magic sword, a weapon that matches the magic sword or even the holy sword, is just how powerful it is not the main feature. The real famous thing is that the magic sword can swallow the spirit and soul of the user.

As long as it is used for a period of time, confusion, madness, madness and even death will inevitably occur.

And the owner who can use the magic sword will often become a mentally unsound "abnormal person".

It is not that the aliens with particularly strong strength or extremely strong physical fitness will be selected, but the existence of pure spirit that is different from ordinary people can be used.

"It's not the only possibility of being a swordsman, but also a magician."

"What nonsense are you talking about? That's a magic sword, a devouring monster that would cause tragedy just by holding it. Does the magician have the physical strength to support it?"

"But she managed to escape in front of the king."

Not only is Noser, an ordinary person, ignorant of this doubt, but Feng Ao, the eldest daughter of the intelligence family, also cannot understand the detailed operation between magical activities and battles.

All they could know was that the woman had the ability to evade the king's magic elements and successfully disappeared in the smoke.

From this point, it was impossible to conclude that the mysterious woman was a magician, at most, she possessed magic knowledge that "far surpassed the hostage team that had lived in the Magic Kingdom for a long time".

But in terms of his own self-confidence and facts, this kind of person should not exist, at least in terms of the pride of intelligence expert Feng Ao, it is impossible for a swordsman who has more knowledge of magicians than himself to exist.

"I didn't expect that there are people in this world who can escape magic, but it's good news. At least they won't be considered as people of our Kingdom of Swords. We can refute it a little bit after blaming it."

Obviously Norther is worried about whether the fuse between the two countries will come to him.

If all the high-ranking people in the Magic Kingdom blamed the hostage team, they could still make a weak rebuttal with the fact that "the prisoners understand the magic elements".

It's just that according to all the information in the past years, when a major event breaks out, no one can win by just talking and reasoning.

The constant is the use of power.

As long as the people in power intend to go to war, then the reason will no longer be a reason, but will be fought by each other's fists.

"That prisoner must be planning something, otherwise it would be impossible to explain the intentional intrusion. What she said at the time was very interesting. I'm afraid it's not just a criminal."

"Fengao, it seems that you gave this criminal a high grade?"

Prisoner grades, this is a simple classification of the degree of danger of prisoners in the kingdom of swords. Magic kingdom also has a grade system, but the two countries have different considerations, and the grade classification is also different.

The Magic Kingdom's classification of major criminals belongs to the scope of magicians and cannot be applied to the Kingdom of Swords. On the contrary, the prisoner hierarchy system of the Kingdom of Swords cannot be applied to the Kingdom of Magic.

The most important thing is that Noser is not a citizen of the Magic Kingdom, an aristocrat, or an intelligence expert with special research. Feng Ao naturally adopts the prisoner level of the Kingdom of Swords.

"It may be in the category of national danger."

"Is it a prisoner who can be subdued by sending a team of dragon helmet swordsmen? Is that woman so strong?"

Noser was full of surprise and astonishment. He couldn't imagine that a woman who covered her face with a cloak would be so dangerous, because what Feng Ao said already belonged to the level of "not fighting alone".

What Feng Ao is really worried about is the more dangerous problem that hides a huge secret.

"It's strong, and we can't fight it right now."

"There are indeed a bunch of extremely powerful guys in history, but a woman holding a magic sword is classified as a national level? Feng Ao, do you have other information?"

I don't know whether it's sharp observation or accurate intuition, but Noser grasps Feng Ao's hidden worries beautifully.

Subconsciously shifting his gaze to the only window for medical treatment, Feng Ao opened his mouth slowly after struggling for a second.

"According to historical records, my country's original swordsmanship has tens or hundreds of different forms and developments of swordsmanship, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, but comprehensive and ranking have formed the three major swordsmanships so far."

Noser has seen this kind of long commentary before, and the content is the basic knowledge that he has learned since he was a child. It can be said that he is just adding common sense.

But the second half of the explanation made Noser frowned and immediately interrupted Feng Ao's words.

"Wait, why are there three instead of two?"

The education Noser taught since he was a child is that there is only one set of swordsmanship in the country, and the content in the book has not been revised or adapted from childhood to adulthood, which means that Feng Ao's words have obvious problems.

"The first is the traditional and common swordsmanship, and the second is the swordsmanship that is popular among nobles, that is, the swordsmanship only used by nobles such as vice-captain Ozazakoro."

In fact, the special classification is not very useful. In the kingdom of swords, almost everyone adopts the first kind of extensive swordsmanship, and the second kind of skill exclusive to nobles is more appropriate to say that it is "performance".

In the kingdom of swords, the swordsmanship of nobles is not particularly good, it is purely a status symbol.

"The third thing I will talk about next is the necessity of "concealment" from the outside world. According to records, the focus of this set of swordsmanship is the founder of the swordsmanship. "

"Founder?"

"Historically, he was a legendary figure with extremely high swordsmanship, who obtained the divine sword and possessed extremely high authority, and was almost admired by the country."

Pausing for a while, Feng Ao decided to thoroughly tell the "folklore" he knew.

"At that time, the legendary figure not only stood at the top of the country, but also suppressed the other two countries with only one person."

"The magic that defeated the Magic Kingdom? That's really amazing! Not only is it practical, but it also symbolizes strength! Why don't you pass on this set of sword skills?"

This uplifting reaction was already expected by Feng Ao.

What follows is what matters.

"After the legendary figure touched the magic sword, he used this sword technique to kill everyone he saw. Children and women were not spared. This tragic phenomenon did not end until the person died of old age. Afterwards, this sword technique was regarded as heresy. Relatives, relatives, Friends and apprentices were all beheaded, and everyone ordered that this sword skill should not appear again."

"What kind of story is this? It's already a myth, right? And is it closely related to that intruder?"

"The details of the legendary swordsmanship are unknown, but the swordsmanship used by the intruder is obviously different from the swordsmanship we know."

"Why did that kind of mythical swordsmanship suddenly come to a mercenary? Could it be too far involved?"

Ignoring Noser who was full of complaints, the thought of "Going back to the Kingdom of Swords must be looked up" came to Fuao's mind, and his gaze returned to Don on the hospital bed.

"The most important thing is what should our hostage team do next."