Dereliction of duty · 90 years in the new calendar

I didn't expect to be able to fight against such a character one day, and I agreed to the request on a whim. After standing in the middle of the air and calming down, Flo suddenly felt a little scared.

If I had to say it, it is now a peaceful age, even veterans who were once brave and good at fighting... would be a bit lazy? Flo found himself evasive in the thought.

Zolf: No orders, then.

You go first.

Flo: Ummmmm.

To prepare for the round, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists and gathered strength.

At the first moment, he felt that since he had strange power, should he control it now.However, after thinking about it, the opposite party is Lord Zolf, so this kind of restraint will only be meaningless.

Slightly bending his knees, after a short period of savings, he sprinted forward at the fastest speed he could achieve.

The fist hit the chest, but was blocked by an arm halfway.

Zolf: ...

Too slow, Flo.

Come on, try to focus, I believe you have more potential.

...Compared with "competition", why do you think it is more like "teaching"?

Flo swallowed, and really obeyed the command and began to concentrate until nothing but this person could be seen in his eyes.

With the experience of missing the first punch, Flo only used [-]% of his strength for the next few punches.

His physical strength seemed to be better than expected, and after several rounds, his breath was still not messy.

Zolf: Are you okay?

Don't take it lightly, sometimes fatigue can delay the onset.

Flo: No problem, thank you.

……and you?

In this way, it seems that only I benefit from it...

Zolf: Well...

In short—leave me alone, let’s deal with the matter on your side.

Flo nodded in a daze, more and more confused about the attitude of the boss.

What's more, I still practice this kind of technique that can only be used in unpeaceful times... Will there be a chance to use it in the future?

Regardless of the answer, as far as Flo's selfishness is concerned, he certainly prefers "none".

Master Zolf was guiding him very patiently.

Although he was just standing here, accurately blocking any of his attacks, but for some reason, in the process of delving into his weaknesses, Flo even really developed a kind of confidence that "he can definitely hit him".

The man's gentle voice also tells of all kinds of tricks that sound small at first glance but have a lot of impact.

Zolf: — Wow!

Finally, after countless rounds, Flo touched the man's collar for the first time.

Surprised for a moment, Master Zolf's expression immediately changed to joy.He took half a step back, waved his hands, and said with a smile:

Zolf: Looks like we can't take it lightly.

So - let's start, no more talking.

He swung his right hand out of thin air and made a fist, as if he should be holding something.

In the process of waving, there is a wonderful purple-black gas overflowing - this is the so-called spiritual power.I don't use it much at ordinary times, so it will inevitably feel awkward when I see it.Fortunately, I had seen it once just now, so it didn't cause too much surprise.

The aura quickly disappeared in the air, and instead, the original location appeared...

There was...a guitar.

Flo was going to run over and try to attack normally.

After seeing this thing, he immediately paused, thinking that this person is not just joking.

Although, after all, this is Mr. Zolf, the statement of "just kidding" may not be untenable.

Flo quickly regretted the hesitation to the bone.

The guitar was not a decoration, Master Zolf immediately reached out and took it into his arms, his nimble fingertips began to dance on the strings.

The sound of music hits one after another, the sound quality is quite beautiful, if you accidentally immerse yourself in it... soon there will be no music in your ears, but the rhythm of your own heart.

Once indulging, this music will be dialed into the heart at once-this is not a wonderful literary rhetoric, but a genuine "heart trembling".

It was too late when Flo discovered the danger.

Flo: (Ugh...!)

(Can't breathe!...can't listen, can't listen...right.)

A few minutes ago, this Lord Zolf had been saying that he wanted to focus on himself—was it a trap?

This is too much, to actually use this trust of oneself... Of course, as a classroom, this has already caught up with the thousands of words of other ordinary people.

However, the sound of this music is weird, it doesn't seem to start from the strings, it's more like playing from behind my ears.

During the fluctuations, he even felt that his scalp was numb, and his hair was also flicking and itching.

Even though he knew that he had to avoid all kinds of small movements during actual combat, he still couldn't help touching the base of his ear.

Zolf: Got it.

Even Lord Zolf's voice seems to be close by...

As if there was only a blink of an eye, the figure of Lord Zolf in front of him suddenly disappeared.Panting again, he actually stood behind him, and a hand knife had already touched the side of his neck.

Flo: ...

Eh?

What, when, came here...

Flo blinked in disbelief, mouth gaped in horror, looking into the grown man's smiling face, not knowing what to say.

Zolf: This, do you wear it every day?

His hand was on the side of his neck, and to be precise, his fingertips pressed the Band-Aid.

The purpose of this Band-Aid is to cover the gnawing marks left by Mr. Sui.

Flo: That's... something not to say.

You can also not wear it.

Almost every day...that is, in short, that's what it means!

No chance of healing.

Just leave it alone...

He nodded thoughtfully, then walked towards the exit.

I don't know if it's because of the activity, but he looks more refreshed than before.

After waving in the direction of the door, this handsome man shouted in a rather awkward and naive tone, like fighting for favor:

Zolf: Hey-!

I have completed your order!

So what about my reward!

Going over his back to look at the door, the two people who thought they had left a long time ago were there.