Guardian of the Right Hand of the Tutor

"Haha, it sounds very powerful. I don't know much about western sword moves, but I have something to do now, sorry!"

There was confidence in Yamamoto's words, and it was only then that Dolan realized that what he was attacking in front of him was the reflection of the water, and behind him,

"No.11 style, Yan's Mouth!!"

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"Huh, it's over! You Ya, I'll take you to the hospital!!"

When Yamamoto put away Shi Yujin, he hurriedly turned his head to look at Youya.

"Ah, no need!! Look, it's all right!" You Ya raised her arm guiltily and shook it.

"How is it possible, so fast!" Yamamoto couldn't believe it, stepped forward to check her arm carefully, and let out a sigh of relief after confirming that it was all right.

"I have ancestral medicine, you forgot that I healed Hayato's injury last time!"

You Ya shook the small bottle in her pocket, she was really embarrassed to say that what happened just now was an illusion created by magic.

Get up and go forward to see Dolan who fell unconscious on the ground,

Yamamoto was still too gentle, and he didn't hurt her much in the end, just made her faint.

fair enough.

It's time for me to re-examine the guardian,

It was Hibari first, then Yamamoto, and it was too easy to win this battle.

but……

Is it really strong enough, or is there something wrong?

Forget it, take one step at a time, now I have other plans,

"Yamamoto, hurry to the Heira family! Liaoping is fighting Phylus now, and Kyoko has no one to protect her!"

"Ah?...I see! What about you? Your injury..."

Yamamoto is worried about You Ya, who made her go too far with illusion.

You Ya had no choice but to promise again and again,

"No problem! I'll go back and bandage it!"

The sky will be sunny after the rain. I hope that Yamamoto and Ryohei can create new grades.

Then,

Where to go next?

You Ya fell into thought,

To say that before returning to Japan, You Ya could be regarded as Balian's tactical planner, that is, "Military Advisor". Her command bears the name of Xue Yan Luo, dominates the battlefield, and has never failed.

Of course, I occasionally go out behind the scenes and go into battle to kill the enemy.

But to be honest, the number of kills can be counted on the fingers.

You Ya is very lazy.

But at the moment, it doesn't matter if You Ya makes a move or not.

Because this game of chess is already in the hands of You Ya.

She does not belong to this battle, but she is inextricably related to the battle, so if she guessed correctly, the root cause of the battle between Phellerus and Pengelie is...

But this game of chess belongs to Yamen after all, if he has done something, Youya will not know.

……

"It's bad, it's bad, that guy Lanbo is still at my house!"

Youya felt around, and found that Fang Lei had been walking around his house for a long time, but there was no movement. It turned out that it was because Youya's snow protected the house, and Lyle couldn't go in.

Three steps and two steps, You Ya returned home as quickly as possible, only Liu Dao Mu was at home, Lan Bo didn't know where he ran, and the skeleton and the dog had not returned yet.

"Mu, where's Lanbo?" You Ya unceremoniously kicked open the door of Liudao Mu's room, startling him who was resting.

"Oh, it has nothing to do with me where that kid goes!"

"Really! If I don't get Lanbo back safely, you don't want to come back either!"

Youya gave the order to evict guests, Liudaoku scratched his head in disappointment, and lazily left the room.

"Phew, you haven't done anything yet, why are you so tired... Has the magic been used for too long?"

Youya took out the ring that was not imprisoned by the chain from the neckline, let out a breath, her white hair fell down like a waterfall,

"It's better to look more comfortable like this, the damn camouflage magic is too tiring!"

Only when there is no one at home, You Ya can be so unscrupulous.

"It really is you, M."

"Who!"

With a flick of his eyes, a few icicles stuck straight in the direction of the source of the sound.

"Yo, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you don't know me anymore? Or do you not want to know me?"

The man sat on the sofa unceremoniously, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, as if he was at home.

Really presumptuous...

The same virtue as back then!

You Ya stepped forward quickly, grabbed the wine glass, fixed her eyes on Yamen,

"Why are you here? ...Where is Skylark?"

"Skylark? Oh~ you mean Vongola's cloud guardian~ m, when did you start caring about people? This time, last time too."

Recalling the battle in Italy, Yamen still felt a little dazed,

Although I thought that the woman was M, but when she ran away like this because of Lan's protection, she was still a little shocked in her heart.

After all, the m he met back then was a person who was so cold and calm that there were no waves.

The acquaintance process of the two people is actually quite boring. The eldest lady M of Snow Country, the little princess who was protected in the swaddle, when she met at the ball, this is the evaluation Yamen gave her.

Attending some formal occasions is a necessary activity as a child of an Italian nobleman, but Xuezhixiang has never appeared in front of the world before Youya inherited it. It is a forgotten village, so it is normal to be left out at the ball.

However, Youya exudes an inaccessible icy aura just by sitting on the chair, she doesn't seem to be neglected at all, but her arrogance keeps people thousands of miles away.

At that time, Youya was just 13 years old and Yamen was 16 years old.

Yamen's other name is air. He is the son of a famous Italian painter and a prosperous family. Unfortunately, his parents died in an accident, so he can only participate in the event instead of the family.

At an upright and rebellious age, coupled with his fearless personality, Yamen naturally walks to Youya's side.

"Beautiful lady, may I ask you to dance?"

"..."

You Ya didn't lift her eyes.

The self-righteous prince meets the ignorant princess, and Yamen feels ashamed, and secretly makes up his mind to punish her.

"I heard that the land of snow is a beautiful place, so as a representative of the land of snow, can I draw a picture for you?"

"……All right."

You Ya thought for a moment, probably felt that this kind of occasion would affect the development of her family, and finally agreed.

Yamen brought Youya to the balcony on the second floor. It was winter, and the outside was already covered with snow. Youya was wearing a white gauze dress, and her white hair seemed to be integrated with the snow.

Yamen couldn't help being stunned, what a beautiful woman.

But no matter how beautiful it is, it can't stop Yamen's spoofed heart. In such a cold place, let her stand for two hours and still not freeze?Let's see how you pretend to be arrogant.

Of course, Yamen is not such a boring person. He really paints with a brush, but the speed is very slow, very slow.

Time passed quickly, and as soon as the painting was about to be finished, You Ya still stood there with a calm expression, not showing any coldness at all, Yamen couldn't help opening her mouth first.

"I'm sorry, beautiful lady, I let you stand here for so long, are you cold?"