Headshot Wizard - Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Eric grinned: “Master Lance is really in good spirits. It’s rare to see you practicing swords. Would you like me to practice with you?”

“My father said that if you practice hard behind closed doors, it is always difficult to notice your own shortcomings. Only when you have practiced against others do you know that the swordsmanship you are proud of is full of flaws.”

The blond boy glanced at the crowd intentionally or unintentionally, straightened his chest, and looked at Lance a little provocatively.

The second young master of the Viscount is a waste. This is a fact that has been circulated in the castle for a long time. Under the deliberate manipulation and dissemination of the eldest lady, almost everyone believes so firmly; although the Amman wizard admitted Lance’s witchcraft personally a week ago Talent, this made everyone in the castle admire Lance. But after all, witchcraft is too far away from them, invisible and intangible. Although there is a sense of fear and awe brought by all kinds of legends, it is a bit illusory compared with the tangible power such as swordsmanship; secondly There was a gossip from the castle a few days ago. It was said that Master Lance had no talent for witchcraft at all. The reason why the Amman wizard confirmed that Master Lance wrote the magic rune was only for some other reason.

If the Viscount is in the castle, such rumors will inevitably be stifled. However, the Viscount Master and Young Master Griffin, who had always said that they were unique in the castle, went north to the Red River Plain. The person in charge in the castle was Mrs. Nancy. Such rumors would naturally intensify.

Coupled with Lance’s past performance, almost everyone thought for a time that the second young master bought the old mage to fool Viscount Lane, and he himself was still a waste, just like before.

Among all these people, Eric was naturally included.

As the son of the captain of the castle patrol, his status in the castle is not low. Except for the family members of the viscount, the rest of the people are inferior to him. Playing together on weekdays, they all respect him. Eric is arrogant and talented in swordsmanship. Under the training of Old Daddy Aura, he has excellent swordsmanship at a young age, which further contributes to his arrogant arrogance.

“If it is a strong man like Master Griffin, I am sure to serve him convincingly. But why should a genius like me bow his head for him with such a trash as Lance? Why?” Eric thought so in his heart. .

He held his head up and looked at Lance.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd: “No!”

A pretty red-faced girl walked out from behind the boys with some embarrassment. Her clothes were dirty and she was carrying a wooden sword in her hand.

“Brother Lance, you are weak, don’t practice with Eric, he is very good.” Irene looked at Lance nervously.

Lance actually saw his sister hiding in the crowd a long time ago, but he still pretended to be surprised and asked: “Eileen, why are you with them?”

As the adopted daughter of the Viscount, mixing with a bunch of boys whose identities are far below her, it doesn’t seem to be a glorious thing to spread it out.

Irene flushed immediately, not knowing what to say.

Eric said first: “Master Lance, Miss Irene is just looking for something to do with us. But what she just said is right. Your body is weak, I am afraid that you are not suitable for sword training, so I should hide it quickly. Go back to the castle, so as not to catch a cold and get sick by the sea breeze.”

After that, he looked at Lance triumphantly, but the other teenagers did not dare to follow suit, but stood behind him and looked at Lance gleefully.

“Eric, where I want to go is not something you can control.” Lance said slowly, but then his tone suddenly became severe:

“The inferior must have the consciousness of the inferior. Your father swears allegiance to my father, and you will also swear allegiance to me in the future. I am the master, and you are the servant. When a servant speaks to his master, he must know how to behave. But The tone of your speech just made me very upset!”

“Now, apologize to me!” Lance looked at him.

Everyone was shocked. They didn’t expect that Lance, who was usually very wretched, would actually say such a thing.

Eric blushed even more. What a arrogant person he is, so ridiculed by a recognized trash in a castle!

What’s more, he was ridiculed in front of Miss Irene, who he liked.

This is simply intolerable!

Fortunately, he was reasonably sensible. He knew that although the Viscount was not in the castle, Lance was right. The relationship between the two parties was the relationship between the servant and the master. If he dared to resist, the patrol near the castle would immediately He won. When the time comes, when the viscount comes back, I heard that someone dared to offend his son, and I was afraid that his father would be hurt by himself.

So he could only gritted his teeth and bowed his head coarsely and said: “Sorry, Master Lance.”

It’s just that there is more hatred in his gaze towards Lance.

Irene looked at Lance with some worry, and she took his hand: “Brother Lance, forget it, Eric didn’t mean it, let’s go back.”

Lance ignored her, but looked at Eric jokingly: “I heard that your swordsmanship is good?”

Eric muffled: “It’s okay.”

“Good!” Lance smiled and pointed to Eric, “Eric, son of Aura, now I order you to compete with me.”

“What?!” Irene was taken aback, she hurriedly pulled Lance’s sleeve and shook her head: “Brother Lance, Eric is very good at swordsmanship, and you don’t know how to use swordsmanship at all?!”

“Don’t compare with him, shall we go back?”

The rest of the people were also taken aback. They had been in contact with Lance a lot, and had never seen Lance so confident today.

But where does his confidence come from? Looking at his figure, is he still so thin?

“Well, Master Lance does seem to be a little stronger…” A careful boy found that Lance’s arms were indeed a lot stronger, but compared with the tall Eric, the man on the other side, it was nothing short of a horror. .

Eric is seventeen years old and is almost as tall and strong as his father. He has practiced swordsmanship for more than eight years, and few people in the castle patrol are better than him.

In the eyes of everyone, Lance picked Eric to beat the sword, and the end must be terrible.

When Eric heard this, his brows were overjoyed. He was worried that there was nowhere to vent his anger. Did Lance actually send this trash to the door to find abuse?

He hurriedly agreed.

“Okay, Master Lance, let’s get started.”

Having said that, he couldn’t wait to jump into the martial arts arena, quickly picked a wooden sword in his hand, and assumed a very standard posture.

He didn’t dare to use the real sword. Lance was the young master after all, and he couldn’t eat it if something really happened. But with a wooden sword, Lance can be humiliated, and a few blunt wounds can also be said to be accidental injuries caused by the inability to stop the hand when practicing the sword.

“Damn it, dare you to say that I am your servant?” A scorn flashed in Eric’s eyes: “How can a genius like me be your servant? See how I teach you!”

“Brother Lance, don’t compare with him!” Irene said with some worry.

Lance smiled and shook his head, motioned to Irene to put down his hand, and then walked to Eric.

“But before Bijian, I have a rule.” Lance said.

“What’s the rule?”

“We can only use basic swordsmanship than swords.” Lance looked at Eric and explained: “Because I only know this kind of swordsmanship.”

“Only basic swordsmanship, dare to compare swords with me?” Eric almost didn’t laugh.

This Master Lance is not a waste, but a brain-dead!

“Even if I only use basic swordsmanship, my physical fitness alone can blow up this waste!” Eric firmly believes this in his heart, and promises with his lips: “Of course, we will use basic swordsmanship, and no others. of.”

Lance nodded, he raised the wooden sword and made a simple blocking posture, and said, “Come on.”

Before he could say anything, Eric rushed over.

“How much does this kid want to abuse me…” Lance smiled in his heart, took a half step back, and went smoothly.

Block success!

The six major swords of basic swordsmanship, Lance is already very proficient, and because of the chip, his movements at this time are almost exactly the same as Poirot. Poirot’s swordsmanship is the most standard in the patrol, so he is also the most powerful one.

“Boom!”

With two muffled noises, Eric has attacked three times in a row, each time he was accurately resisted by Lance. His movements are very concise and clear, but very effective.

From a technical point of view, the gap between Lance and Eric seems not big. But in terms of physical fitness, the two are far behind.

“Even though I successfully blocked it, my arm felt numb. I’m afraid it will soften after blocking it a few times. When the action is taken, it will lose its shape unconsciously and lose the effect of the sword move. “Lance groaned in his heart. Facing the menacing Eric, he no longer resisted, but a lightly folded body, avoiding the opponent’s attack.

“It’s my turn!”

Lance sent it across with an incomparable standard. Although it seemed ordinary, it made Eric very uncomfortable.