Rudy looked at the tip of the sword in front of his eyes and remained silent.
Paul squinted his eyes and held the sword with both hands. His shoulders sank and his body leaned sideways. He stood in front of Allen in a stabbing posture and stood in a horse stance.
On the ground, the shadows of the two people were motionless.
"Win! Father wins. Uh!"
In the distance, Rudius had just taken off on the spot and was ready to celebrate when he was grabbed by Senis and crashed. At the same time, she covered his mouth with her hand. She panted nervously and looked down at Rudius.
"Rudius, don't yell and disturb your father!"
Rudius was full of surprise and pretended to be innocent.
"Ah? But father has already won, and he has stopped, otherwise he would have pierced the boy's head with a sword!"
Lilia also exclaimed at this time. She unconsciously rubbed the sweat on her palms, turned her head and looked at Rudius and whispered.
"Master, look again. It's actually the master who is at a disadvantage. His attack was seen through by the opponent. It was a wonderful opening game. The boy looked young, but his swordsmanship was so excellent."
"Seen through? What does this mean?"
Rudius turned his head and looked into the courtyard.
The wind brought a strange sound, as if it was the rustling sound of metal rubbing against each other.
He looked at the postures of the two people in the courtyard and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
At this time, the sun sank a little, and the direction of light and shadow changed slightly.
In the shadow of the position covered by Paul's shoulder, a spot of light emerged from the bodies of the two people.
It was a thin blade shining with cold light, extending from the hand of the pervert with messy back hair, and pierced the hilt in Paul's hand, just stuck in the gap of the hollow inverted triangle on the hilt.
The blade trembled slightly, and the position where the blade pierced the hilt made a fine friction sound.
It was not that Paul stopped his hand and stopped his body, but that he was blocked by the blade.
The winner is undecided.
— Paul supported the hilt of the sword and continued to exert force forward, while Allen silently wrapped his fighting spirit around his arm and exerted force to stop the opponent's stab.
Paul smiled.
"Sword God Style - Wrist Drop. Realizing that he could not avoid my Sword God Style attack, he reacted instantly and stabbed my wrist with Wrist Drop, forcing me to block with the hilt of the sword. It was a beautiful attack instead of defense."
Allen looked at Paul's face along the sword.
"Sword God Style attack? Not Bei Shen Style?"
Paul narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"Oh? Are you saying I'm attacking by surprise?"
"Difficult."
Had just uttered a word, and at the edge of Allen's sight, a right leg with a residual image quickly imprinted on his chest. Allen's pupils shrank, and his wrist twisted instantly, driving the blade to keep the posture against Paul's scabbard, turning the blade outward. At the same time, he took a step sideways forward, just hiding his chest behind the back of the blade.
The blade connected the two bodies, and with the strength of the two people's wrestling, it firmly formed a natural steel defense line.
The next moment.
Paul's foot hovered steadily in front of the blade.
Then, he bent his knees and jumped, sheathed his sword and jumped a few meters away.
Alan deflected the blade and retracted his steps, still starting from the middle section just now, as if he had never changed his body shape.
He looked at Paul with a smile on his face, curled his lips, and spit out the words that were still in his mouth.
"Isn't it? From beginning to end, it was all careful thinking. Even the upper section of the opening was a confusing move. If you thought it was a slash and responded incorrectly in a hurry, the stab after the feint just now would have determined the outcome."
Paul, who seemed to dislike the Northern God Style, was actually very good at it. He was worthy of being a man who was in the same team with Gileno and could successfully get on base while the opponent was in the orc estrus period. Uh... It seems that he was also caught by Elina Lijie? And then successfully completed the multiplayer game?
The Black Wolf Fang has only three female members, and the remaining one is Senis, now Paul's wife. The cunning of the Beishenliu is engraved in their instincts, including but not limited to swordsmanship, and the timing of sleeping with women is also quite tricky...
Paul chuckled, not showing any sign of anger in the previous fight. No doubt, that was done deliberately to cover the subsequent kicking action.
"Very good, perfect academic Water God Style defensive posture, accurate feeling of murderous aura, absolutely an excellent Water God Style swordsman, in that case."
Allen was not prepared to say anything, just looking at Paul's right hand holding the sword.
But who knows, the next moment, the other party made a statement.
"You are hired, of course, you still need to go through a seven-day probation period, come with me, I will pick a room for you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.
Allen was stunned and put away his knife.
Is this the end? My body hasn't even warmed up yet? Damn, I knew I would have used the Northern God Style or the Sword God Style to chop each other passionately, which is not fun at all.
Allen looked like a hero welcoming back, happily welcoming Paul's first and second wives, and Rudius saw his gaze, turned his head away instantly, and turned stiffly back home.
The tutoring job for Rudeus started hastily and ended perfunctorily. It went smoothly for some reason...
After Alan pondered for a moment, a smile appeared on his lips, and then he walked towards Senis who motioned him to come over.
The smoke in the air was scattered.
[The participation score of the Reincarnation: Jobless event has been improved.]
[Current stage: Childhood, cumulative participation score: 35 points.]
[Instant task to be completed: Gain the favor of Rudeus.]
[Rudeus: Countdown: 79:13:21]
Task prompt, online again.
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"Is your name Alan?"
"Yes, ma'am."
Senis walked to the door of a bedroom, stretched out her hand to open the door, and motioned Alan to look inside.
"You don't look very old, can you tell me your age?"
Alan looked at the familiar bedroom structure in front of him and smiled.
This was the one where Lokishi lived.
"Nine years and four months."
Senis was stunned and turned to look at Alan in surprise.
"I really can't tell that you are much taller than your peers. Are you already an adventurer at such a young age? That's amazing."
You are not as good as your precious son, who can take his sister to play in the Demon Continent at the age of ten.
Allen turned his head to look at Senis, who was half a head taller than him. The other party's praise was very sincere. The blinking of her eyelashes was full of feminine tenderness and understanding.
You can see that he has the appearance of a victim.
Paul, Paul, you really deserve to die.
"You are too kind, ma'am. Children from poor families have to take care of themselves early."
Senis smiled and pointed to the end of the corridor behind her.
"Paul asked me to tell you to go to the study to find him after putting your luggage away. I have to prepare dinner."
"Thank you for your hard work, ma'am."
Allen smiled and watched Senis leave, took out the map and compass from the pocket of the swordsman's uniform, put them on the table together with the long sword, and then went out and turned to look at the end of the corridor on the other side.
A little head suddenly retracted into his room, and then, with a snap, the door was closed.