Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

When Samir woke up, it was past twelve o'clock.

He slowly opened his eyes, only to feel a lot more comfortable, it was rare to have a good night's sleep in the past few days.

The midday sun poured in from the window, dyeing the whole room a golden color.He stared blankly at the mountains of materials and books for a few seconds, and suddenly felt that this place was similar to his own lair, but there were books piled up here, and there were only shiny treasures beside his bed.

After this thought flashed through, he remembered that he had made an appointment with Joe today.

Samir stood up stiffly and looked at the time on the wall. The pointer passed the center and shifted downward. He knew that he got up late, his scalp went numb, and he hurriedly put on his clothes and opened the door.

When he was walking down, he first saw Caesar with his back turned to him, and complained casually, "Why don't you wake me up..."

Caesar was discussing with Joe about the fallen gods in the past, and the Great War that took place in the Northern Alliance 300 years ago. Both of them were knowledgeable and articulate.After hearing Samir's voice, Caesar turned his head and said with a smile, "Joe and I lost track of the time talking... You just slept a little longer, by the way, there is breakfast on the table, have you eaten yet?"

Joe also raised his head and looked at Samir who was hurrying down the stairs, with disheveled hair, slumped steps, drooping shoulders, and a relaxed and casual expression on his face.Joe rarely saw him like this, because every time Samir appeared in front of him, he always tried to maintain the most perfect state.

Samir rubbed his eyes and said vaguely, "I didn't see it, I'll eat it later... Is Joe here?"

His words came to a halt because he saw Joe across the table, and Samir stopped there immediately, combed his hair, coughed lightly, and became more reserved, showing a perfect smile: "Joe, you are here, sorry I got up It's late, um...have you eaten yet?"

Samir looked calm on the surface, but there was annoyance flashing in his eyes. Joe saw it in his eyes and secretly smiled inwardly.However, he soon thought of the conversation just now, and couldn't laugh anymore.

Samir is closer to the chairman than he imagined, and they have worked together for five years.Samir and Caesar talked, although they were complaining, but they also revealed intimacy and familiarity.

Joe didn't want to admit it, but he did feel a little tingly about it.

Caesar said: "Joe came early, it's just noon, let's eat first."

Everyone was hungry, so they went out to eat together.Seeing that Joe came alone, Samir asked, "Where's your entourage knight?"

"He's back to the temple to give his report," said Joe.

Samir, Caesar, and Joe appeared together in the cafeteria, attracting a lot of attention, but the three of them are already familiar with this kind of gaze, and they can order food without paying attention.The quality of the college's cafeteria is very good. Samir ordered a big pot of meat, which reminded him of the monsters in Mojache's Spine, delicious and fun.

He really misses the days of collapsing behemoths one by one.

Caesar ate the set meal recommended by the cafeteria, while Joe only ate a small amount of vegetarian food.Samir quickly wiped off the meat on the plate, and asked casually, "President, what were you talking about just now?"

"Elf ancestors and the like, Joe is really knowledgeable in this area... What's wrong with you?"

Hearing the words "Ancestor of the Elf", Samir suddenly coughed violently. He covered his mouth and his face turned red.Facing Caesar's puzzled expression, Samir waved his hand and said, "Ahem, it's okay...cough..."

Caesar raised his eyebrows, he didn't seem to be okay.

Samir changed the subject and asked, "President, why did you start calling him Joe?"

Caesar blinked at him: "Because Joe agreed to join the club, if he is a member of the club, it would be too unfamiliar to always be called Master Shengzi."

Samir exclaimed: "President, you are too powerful. In this way, Joe can go out with me on adventures in the future."

His eyes were all rolled up, he looked very happy, and his chin was propped on his hands, but soon he lowered his brows and sighed: "But then I won't be the only one calling you Joe."

He wanted to have a unique title, so he asked, "Joe, what's your last name?"

Joe was slightly startled, and shook his head. He was abandoned by his parents at the gate of the temple, and the temple did not give him a surname, only one name.

Samir thought he was unwilling to tell himself, so he seemed a little disappointed.

After eating, they returned to Xiaobailou, and at this time, the accompanying knight rushed back panting.He looked at Samir warily, wondering if there was any accident in this short half day. The knight completely ignored Caesar next to him, not knowing that the president had abducted the Holy Son.

The four went up to the second floor and sat around the experimental table. Samir took out a planner and said, "There are only two months. If you want to defeat Bruce, you must improve your sword skills and physical fitness at the same time."

"I will teach Qiao sword skills. This kind of sword skills is far beyond the level taught by the academy. From this aspect alone, Joe has completely defeated Bruce."

"On the other hand, Bruce is stronger than Joe in terms of strength, toughness, endurance, and reaction speed. So I bought some materials and prepared to make potions to improve Joe's physical fitness as soon as possible, but within two months, There is very little room for improvement.”

"Potion?" The knight frowned, how could Lord Shengzi eat such a strange thing casually.

"If you mind, every potion can be tested." Samir stared at him and said seriously: "Please believe me, I will not hurt Joe."

Caesar said from the side: "I will make the potion. I have both studied potions and magic theory."

Joe asked: "Besides potions, what else?"

Samir continued: "Bru is a third-year student and has some combat experience, but not much. In two months, I think the high-intensity combat practice will allow Joe to make up for this gap as soon as possible."

Combat experience is not only accumulated with time, Samir believes that with himself, Joe will definitely gain more experience in each battle than Bruce.

No matter what you do, the most important thing is your brain.

"But in order to win, you will not be able to participate in the next two months of courses." Samir said: "All the time will be spent on training, Joe, can you accept this?"

He knew that Joe wanted to complete the one-year course normally, but now not only was there a duel, but he even had to skip class for two full months, which ran counter to his original intention.

Joe asked without answering, "What about you?"

Samir: "I also skipped classes, but it's okay, teachers and they won't mind." The teachers of the magic department are willing to give the students with the greatest freedom.

Joe nodded: "Then please."

Samir chuckled, then turned to Caesar and said, "The president doesn't need it, just come and help make potions when you are free."

"I can do it during Potions class." Caesar blinked.

"This is the plan I made before, and we will train according to this form." In order to make this form, Samir had no rest for two days and two nights. After announcing the duel, he was already preparing for these things.

The Cavalier glanced at the form. There were so many training plans on it. He couldn't help but ask, "Is it too intense?"

It has almost reached the limit of the human body, even the training tables of their templars have not reached this point.

"It's all about winning. It's just in the early stage, and the intensity will only be greater later on." Samir said this while looking at Joe.

Qiao nodded slightly: "Thank you for completing this plan with me."

Samir suddenly smiled, his eyes sparkled, and said, "Then let's start now."

The four went downstairs, and Samir drew a long sword casually, pointed it at the ground, and raised his chin towards the knight: "Let me demonstrate this set of sword skills first, and you come to fight with me."

The knight was stunned. He didn't have any hope for Samir's strength. After all, no matter what the other party said, he was also a magician.Moreover, Samir was slender and slender, and he was not as muscular as most fighters. When he stood in front of Samir, he was almost twice as big as the opponent.

"Please don't hold back, Your Excellency the Knight." Samir said with a smile.

The knight raised the giant sword, which is the simplest [Charge] skill, but it is very fast and has amazing lethality.However, Samir's speed was faster. The knight only saw a piece of silver light, and then the chill behind his back suddenly rose. He realized that something was wrong almost instantly, and abruptly reversed the sword, folded his arm back, and there was a loud ding , Samir jumped into the air, the sword exuded a light blue light, and struck the giant sword.

The tremors from the blade meandered from the wrist to the arm, and then to the whole body. The knight only received this blow, and his whole body trembled violently, almost unable to hold the sword.He didn't expect Samir's strength to be so great, his gaze swept over Samir's eyes, and at that moment, he felt that those blue eyes were so cold, like a silver bottle being cracked, which made him feel a shock in his heart.

Without giving him time to react, Samir gently raised his arm, and the blade of the sword drew a sharp arc, attacking the knight's wrist.

The huge sword was raised with great power, Samir turned around lightly in the air, his tight calf hit the knight's wrist, and then his knee hit his chest.The knight had no power to fight back from the successive blows, and finally could only half kneel on the ground, staring blankly at the sword against his throat.

Samir put away his sword and said, "This is just a simple sword skill, but it is enough to deal with Bruce. Your Excellency Knight, are you okay, um... Did I hit too hard just now?"

The knight shook his head, and tried to stand up while holding the sword, but his hands were trembling at this moment, and he almost couldn't even hold the sword.

He pretended nothing happened, walked to the side and sat down in silence.

was defeated.

It's okay to be defeated...Although he is the student with the best grades in the training of the paladins, there are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky...Even if he is defeated in just a second of fighting, it's nothing...

His heart was still immersed in the shock and fear caused by the gaze just now.

The knight spread out his hands, his fingertips were still trembling, his palms were blood red, but his heart beat even harder, almost deafening.

The pair of cold blue pupils kept flashing in front of his eyes. The moment they looked at each other, the knight felt like a small and weak bug.