Female Knight and Male Princess

"Sister Weiwei, be careful!" Arthur jumped down from the tree and kicked towards Lan Weiwei.

Lan Weiwei flashed short and embarrassedly, and Arthur's side kick could be brushed above her head. The boy's toes touched the ground lightly, another castration attack. Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, Lan Weiwei had to take advantage of the situation. The place where the two were fighting happened to be a slope. Lan Weiwei couldn't stabilize her figure, and after an ah exclaimed, she rolled down the slope.

"Sister Weiwei!" As soon as Arthur didn't look good, he hurried over and grabbed Lan Weiwei's clothes to save Lan Weiwei from the cup that rolled all the way into the river.

Lan Weiwei helped Arthur to get up from the ground. She was wearing this grey coarse cloth gown, her forehead was covered with sweat and her clothes were covered with dust. Although there was almost an accident, Lan Weiwei's progress was already obvious.

From the beginning, he was knocked down by Arthur, and later he was able to avoid Arthur's attack by relying on a lazy donkey to roll. The posture is not very good, but it is estimated to be a success.

Lan Weiwei took a few breaths: "Arthur, come again."

Arthur was a little worried: "Sister Weiwei, let's take a break, you have been practicing all morning."

"It's okay, I can hold it." Lan Weiwei was too tired for a long time, and the intense physical training made her scream with pain in every inch of her skin. But we can't stop, Lan Weiwei understands herself, once she gets the chance to collapse in a chair, today's training goal will not be achieved.

The two people not far away immediately started training again. Seeing Lan Weiwei's staggering back, Matthew couldn't help but be speechless: "Weiwei really worked hard. I've been doing this for more than half a month."

On the way, Lan Weiwei will definitely pull Arthur to train as long as she catches the opportunity to get off the car. For a house girl who can be exhausted from the 800-meter long run, Lan Weiwei's effort is enormous to reach the current level of physical fitness in just half a month.

Vincent's characteristic head: "I thought she would not stick to it, but I didn't expect..."

After crying loudly in Tyler's arms, Lan Weiwei wiped away her tears and decided that she could no longer be so decadent. Everyone gave Lan Weiwei encouragement.

Arthur clenched his fist and said: "Sister Weiwei, I will definitely train you seriously." The little boy didn't break his promise, and conscientiously tortured Lan Weiwei to fight with his legs every day.

Orville’s smile is still very gentle: "Come on, Vivi. When you have the foundation, I can teach you some swordsmanship." Although I have never seen Orville dance swords, the chief attendant of the saint is second to none in the empire. Jianhao, this is something that almost everyone in Westland knows.

Matthew looked thoughtful: "I don't seem to have anything to teach you. After all, a bard is a mage." He rolled his eyes, "Or I will teach you how to drop wax, this is the only kind of abuse I can do. The method of treatment can be regarded as a survival skill."

Vincent's face was paralyzed: "...Uh, come on."

Tyler pulled his friend aside: "Didn’t I ask you to say a few words of encouragement?"

Facing the stinky face of the princess, Vincent was very distressed: "Didn't I encourage you..."

"That's also encouragement?"

"Doesn't it count?"

In fact, if it were not for Taylor's repeated beatings, Vincent intends to encourage Lan Weiwei like this: Although you still lack talent in physical fitness, have a weak foundation, and have a weak mind, you don't know how long you can last under the cruel training, but... uh , I hope you do your best.

"Should I encourage her like this?" Vincent was puzzled.

"...I finally understand why even Matthew has more suitors than you over the years."

Thinking of this, Vincent couldn't help sighing: "Taylor really has the foresight. He should have expected Weiwei to persevere, so he didn't let me encourage her like that. It's Taylor."

No, Master Master, Tyler is definitely not asking you to shut up for this reason.

Also as Taylor's childhood friend, Matthew has taken no surprises in Vincent's words and deeds. He was bored with a weed dangling: "When will Taylor and Orville come back? Can we go to the village to buy ingredients together? We can also go to the tavern for a drink."

It’s not because you hooked up casually when you stayed in the last village and planned to have a spring night with the tavern proprietress. You actually exposed your special habit. The proprietress thought that she had encountered a pervert and greeted the strong men in the whole village to be fully armed, which led to the whole staff. Fleeing overnight. The two villages are not far apart, and they usually come and go frequently. Isn’t it just a trap for you to enter the village?

Vincent looked at Matthew with contempt while slandering. Unfortunately, I don't know if it is because Vincent's iceberg face is too conspicuous, or because Matthew's face cannot be cut with a knife. The gray-haired young man hummed a little song without any psychological burden, and did not realize that the situation today was caused by himself.

"Ah!" Lan Weiwei finally couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground.

"Okay, let's rest for a while." Matthew stood up quickly and trot all the way to help Lan Weiwei. He couldn't help being surprised when he saw Lan Weiwei's face turned pale from exhaustion.

Before entering the village, Taylor called Matthew to the corner: "I and Orville are gone later, you have to watch them."

"Don't worry." Matthew looked relaxed, "Vincent, right? I will never let him run around. That kid is a idiot, I know."

"Uh, Vincent really wants to be optimistic, and..."

"And Arthur, right? He's going to chase the rabbit. I definitely stop him. The little guy is very greedy."

"...Yes, you are right, and Arthur is also optimistic." Taylor was silent for a while, "do you think there is nothing else that needs to be guaranteed?"

"What else?"

Tyler's forehead twitched, expecting Matthew to figure out what he meant, but he didn't expect this guy to look at him with a bewildered and innocent face: "And Weiwei..."

"She doesn't need to be optimistic, the little girl is very honest." Matthew didn't care.

"I know she won't mess up, but..." Taylor felt a little twisted. "Isn't she training? Stop her when appropriate."

"Why?" Matthew was puzzled. "Aren't you very supportive of her training before? The attitude is very enthusiastic."

Nonsense, even if you need to train, you must have a degree. What if you get injured! wait wait wait…

Taylor pretended to be indifferent: "I...when did I become enthusiastic."

"Tsk tusk." Matthew raised his eyebrows. "Don't think I didn't see you secretly stuffing Arthur with sugar. If you want him to be more serious, just tell him. I know you are afraid that Weiwei is dragging her back. She is a good girl. All fighting power is enough, what are your concerns."

Hmph, I don't need you to say that I know she is a good girl. Seeing that Matthew didn't doubt his attitude at all, Taylor quickly murmured the topic: "I know... Anyway, you should pay more attention to her."

He also wanted to exhort Matthew a few more words, and think he seemed too concerned? I'm not worried about that guy, I'm just... Yes, I'm just afraid of her dragging her feet!

With worry and entanglement, Taylor and Orville drove towards the village. The princess was wondering on the road, that guy has lost weight. He fell several times yesterday, and I don’t know if he was injured...

Since you are so worried, why do you want to support Lan Weiwei and Arthur to learn art? Just like Matthew said, whether Lan Weiwei has combat effectiveness is not important to the other people.

Even a very useless little squirrel is very cute, no, in the eyes of the person who likes little squirrels, she is not useless at all. But if one day, the little squirrel wants to become a big squirrel, even if he is worried and afraid of her being hurt, he will never say anything against it.

When the two got out of the car, Orville saw Taylor's absent-minded expression and couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, what's the matter?"

Of course Taylor could not answer that he was worried about Lan Weiwei, so he had to answer: "Nothing, hurry up and buy, Vincent and the others are still in the woods." Somehow, he always felt uneasy, as if something was wrong. Things are going to happen.

At this time, Lan Weiwei in the woods was indeed in danger. The necromancer who chased Tyler and Lan Weiwei last time unexpectedly brought a group of men to meet them again.

"Crap, it's Hilde." Vincent picked up the staff and motioned to Matthew to block Lan Weiwei and Arthur behind him.

Hilde is a well-known necromancer in Murphy mainland, who has served Earl Garcia of Lowe all the time. His face was still hidden in the shadow of the hood. Under the deep darkness, Hilde's voice seemed very low: "Unexpectedly, we are so destined, under the crown of the saint."

Hilde followed Garcia's instructions and led his men to search for "the lord" on the continent of West with all their strength. After the saint and her party left Baker City, they hid their whereabouts, and Hilde had lost their clues for a long time.

"This is really God's will." He sneered. "I didn't come to harvest your head. Since you hit it yourself, don't blame me for being cruel."

"Sister Weiwei, don't be afraid." Arthur held Lan Weiwei's hand.

Just like Taylor said, Hilde really mistaken Lan Weiwei for the saint. Lan Weiwei's palms were full of cold sweat: "I'm not afraid." She suppressed her violently beating heart, don't be afraid, Lan Weiwei , You have made progress, don't be afraid.

"Arthur, run towards the village with Weiwei." Vincent whispered, and then he raised his staff high. Open it, enchantment!"

The ice-blue barrier stretched out, separating several people from Hilde. Matthew plucked the lyre in his hand, and the melodious music flowed gently, and the sound wave turned into a wind blade and swept away towards the black-clothed people.

"Sister Weiwei, run!" Arthur pulled Lan Weiwei and jumped into the bushes.

"Grab them!" Hilde motioned for his men to catch up.

Lan Weiwei's pace has become much more flexible, she gritted her teeth and ran forward desperately. Arthur fell behind her, and the boy easily pulled up the trees on both sides and threw his head and face at the man in black who was following him.

"Ah!" The astonishing strange power hit the man in black severely, knocking out four or five people in one go.

But there were still people pouring in, and Arthur moved between the branches of the tree, using his magical skills to catch the people in black by surprise.

Lan Weiwei found that there were fewer and fewer figures chasing herself, and she gradually felt relieved. There were constant cries of pain from the man in black, and the terrifying necromancer should have been dragged by Vincent and Matthew.

"Arthur!" she yelled, "come here!"

"Sister Weiwei." Arthur leaped towards Lan Weiwei at a very fast speed, "I have solved those guys." Except for Hilde, the others are trash fish, "Wait for me." He shouted.

Lan Weiwei stopped, it was not far from the village. She turned her head and waved to Arthur. At this moment, a black light in the diagonal thorn flew towards Lan Weiwei.

"Sister Weiwei!" Arthur was shocked.

Unexpectedly, there was a mage among the men in black who were chasing them, and they hid quietly in the bushes. But Arthur was too late to save Lan Weiwei. The boy could only use the simplest magic, and he didn't even know the spell to step down the enchantment.

How could an ordinary person dodge a magical attack? In an instant, Lan Weiwei was shrouded in a cloud of black mist.

"Hahaha!" The black-clothed mage jumped out, "The saint is dead today!" It is an erosive magic, which is not difficult, but once it is hit, it will inevitably turn into a pool of bones.

"Damn it!" Arthur kicked the black mage on the chest, kicking him away ten feet away.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and what was amazing was that Lan Weiwei stood there unscathed.

"Sister Weiwei, are you okay!?" Arthur was very excited.

Lan Weiwei was still a little confused about the situation. When the black mist enveloped her, she thought she was dead. The expected pain did not come, and the black mist that looked terrifying just dispersed, and it didn't seem to have any effect except to cover Lan Weiwei's sight.

"This... this is impossible!" The black-clothed mage struggled to get up. No one can resist this dark magic, except for the dragon who is inherently immune to magic. He pointed at Lan Weiwei tremblingly, "Do you have dragon blood!"

Lan Weiwei was at a loss, that, I am a genuine earthling. Wait, she suddenly thought that there is no magic wave in her body, there is no magic wave, so she is immune to magic?

Heaven’s mother, I seem to understand my golden finger, this kind of completely passive skill, do you want me to do my best to be a meat shield?