Cold weapons are a man's romance

"Roman, keep your dog eyes open and watch carefully." August said, "This is the oldest surviving European martial arts textbook, numbered i.33, because it is stored in the Tower of London, so it is also called the 'Tower Chinese Manuscript' It was specially seconded for this exhibition, and it is considered a treasure of the exhibition!"

"Really...but no one cares about it except you."

"Because those ordinary people have no eyes!" August jumped angrily, "It's okay for them to be ignorant, but why are you like this! As a swordsman, I don't know the 'Taman manuscript', and people who study physics have never heard of Newton III. What's the difference between the laws?"

Roman bowed his head in shame. "Sorry, I'm ignorant."

After scolding Roman, August turned his head and pointed the finger at his teacher. "Cesar! How did you teach?!"

Cesar defended: "I haven't started teaching one-handed swords and bucklers yet, so it's reasonable for him not to know this."

"But I haven't learned it, so I know it. Why?"

Without waiting for Cesar to answer, Auguste slapped his thigh and suddenly realized: "I understand, probably because I am a genius!"

Cesar ignored him: "Ah, there is a copy of "The Paradox of Defense" over there, let's go and see that, Roman." After speaking, he took Roman to another showcase, and hung August in place.

"Hey! Wait for me!" The neglected little emperor chased after him reluctantly.

Roman has heard of the name "The Paradox of Defense", which is the work of Silver, a British swordsman in the 16th century, and is also the oldest surviving English martial arts document.The Aurora Club's textbooks specifically introduced Silver's swordsmanship genre.Roman wondered at the beginning, since Britain has its own native swordsmanship school, why do everyone want to learn moral swords instead?

"Speaking of which, Cesar, I've always had a question, why don't we learn much about our own country's swordsmanship? Is it because the literature on German swordsmanship is more abundant?"

"That's one of the reasons." Cesar looked at the books in the showcase with great interest, "German-style swordsmanship has two masters, Richard Turner and Meyer, who have left extremely detailed information. Others The schools of swordsmanship are not so rich in comparison. Moreover, German-style swordsmanship is both offensive and defensive, and is more practical, while British-style swordsmanship—that is, Silver’s swordsmanship, focuses on defense rather than offense. Its concept is similar to that of Richard Turner There are quite different schools of thought, so if you learn one school, you won’t be able to learn another, at most you can borrow a few moves from it. For example, our club mainly teaches moral swords.”

"Well... I always feel that it is a pity that the cultural treasures of our country are not passed on."

"If you are really interested in the quintessence of Chinese culture, you might as well learn the four-pointed stick from Lawrence. That is a veritable British national skill."

Roman didn't know that the black-haired trainer who didn't like to laugh very much was good at this kind of thing besides swordsmanship.

August interjected behind them: "There is a club dedicated to teaching Silver swordsmanship. If you are so interested, learn from them."

"Really?"

"It's called the Gryphon Guard."

"never heard of that……"

Cesare said, "Do you remember Alex?"

How could it be forgotten!Even if Roman forgets all the sword skills he has learned these days, it is impossible to forget the day when that arrogant red-haired boy was defeated by Cesar.

"He's a member of the Griffon Guard."

"No wonder his little friends are all wearing Griffin T-shirts, and he also has a Griffin tattoo on his arm. It turns out that it is the logo of their club."

Cesar nodded: "Alex is specialized in learning Silver's dagger skills, but there are no special dagger events in many competitions, and his skills are useless. Well... Thinking about it this way, his long sword and Seems like it’s justifiable to practice badly with sabers?”

"You really like to bully Alex, why do you look down on his ability so much?"

"Isn't that true?" Cesar was surprised.

Roman was speechless.In the eyes of Cesar, there are probably few people in this world who can be called "superior swordsmanship".

"Speaking of the Griffon Guard," August squeezed between the two of them, "is it time for another friendly match? Cesar, let me join this time!"

"What friendly match?" Roman asked.

"The Aurora and Griffon clubs hold a friendship open match every quarter to exchange sword skills." August explained, "The last time I participated was last year, and I have been busy with the band recently. Go to sword practice. Please, Cesar, let me join."

Cesar said mercilessly: "No, it's too embarrassing."

Roman hurriedly said good things for August: "His swordsmanship is quite unique, so you can let him participate. The friendly match is for exchanges and exchanges, and you don't care about winning or losing, right?"

August didn't appreciate it.He gave Roman a hard look, and said angrily: "Who wants you to intercede! Do you look down on me?"

Roman pressed his face, pushed him aside, and continued to exert silent pressure on Cesar with expectant eyes.The silver-haired coach rubbed his chin and pretended to cough twice: "Ahem, I really can't help you, Roman, since you even speak up for him, then I will reluctantly arrange for him to play. But I have a request—— You have to fight too."

August took a few steps back in disbelief, glaring at them, his facial features distorted: "Are you serious? This weak chicken that I can't even beat can compete?"

"A person who only knows how to cut from the sky has any right to say that he is a weak chicken."

"He has only learned swordsmanship for a few days?!"

"Friendly matches are for exchange and exchange of ideas."

Roman has only played against a few opponents so far, and has not yet participated in a formal competition, so he can't help but feel a little eager to try.He knew that it would be a bit overwhelming for him to compete as a beginner, but since it was a friendly match, it wouldn't hurt to let the rookies practice their skills, right?

"Don't get too excited, Roman." Cesar saw through his thoughts at a glance, "Friendly matches are team round-robin competitions, which are somewhat similar to fencing team competitions. You and Auguste will participate in the long sword competition together. Your respective scores and losses are judged high and low, and whoever loses has to be a bull for the other side for a whole day. How about it? If you can accept this condition, I will allow August to participate."

August went crazy: "You have said that, he is definitely unwilling to agree! No matter how you think about it, I will win!"

——Children are too confident!Roman was speechless.Cesar's judgment is not based on the result of his battle with August, but on the performance of the two of them in the team competition.With August's routine of only slashing from the sky, he has no advantage in the competition.Although Roman hasn't learned swords for a long time, he knows other tricks besides Tianbian Slash, and he has a foundation in fencing, so he may not lose to August.

"Okay." Roman shrugged, "I accept the conditions."

"Are you crazy?" August was shocked. "Are you jiggling? Does it give you pleasure to be enslaved by me all day?"

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about what I should ask you to do after winning."

"Oh, the ex-fencer is amazing? This time I'm going to let you know the cruelty of society!" August was gearing up, fighting high.

His fighting spirit lasted less than five seconds.

The female guide of the museum walked behind him, and said coldly and politely: "Sir, please don't make any noise in the museum."

Roman was also full of self-confidence. The little emperor, like an inflatable puffer fish, immediately deflated in front of his beautiful sister.

"Yes, sorry..."

Just as Roman was about to laugh, the female narrator turned her stern gaze to him: "Please guardian take care of the child."

Roman scowled.He wanted to explain that he was not August's guardian, but he dared not say a word.No matter what age you are, you can't help but shudder when you meet a strict female teacher type.

"I'll pay attention..." He obediently admitted.

They walked through the entire exhibition before noon.There are fewer and fewer tourists in the museum, after all, it is lunch time.

The three turned back to the entrance of the museum.Cesar put on sunglasses, looked at the scorching sun, and asked, "Roman, I know a good restaurant, do you want to go together?"

"Okay. How about you, August?"

Cesar interrupted him with a smile: "I only reserved two seats."

August snorted coldly: "I don't want to go at all! I have a lot to do every day, you two just go with me!"

"We're not in that relationship..."

The little emperor ignored him and left with his arms shaken.Roman worries that his way of walking with his nostrils in the air will sooner or later get him into a car accident or get beaten up by passers-by.

When he walked away, Roman asked Cesar, who was shaking the car keys: "Why did you ask me to also participate? To arouse August's fighting spirit?"

"You have been learning swords for quite some time, it's time to practice in actual combat."

"You just said that I haven't learned swords for long..."

Cesar lifted up his sunglasses, his blue eyes stared at Roman from under them. "You don't have the confidence to beat August?"

"That's not it."

"That's all right. To become a top swordsman, it is not enough to have a good teacher. You also need a friend and opponent who can improve together, so as to have the motivation to improve. You already have an excellent teacher, now you only need another one gone."

Roman agrees with this point.The same goes for fencing.Players not only have to compete with enemies on the field, but also compete with teammates.The members of the fencing team are both companions and opponents.

Did Cesar want to arrange for his two disciples to become equal opponents?Roman didn't want to lose to that arrogant little emperor, so he had to work harder for this.In order to defeat Roman, August must have gradually changed his sword fighting style, right?

"Unexpectedly, you are quite good at being a coach."

"Is this a compliment?" Cesar raised his eyebrows.

"Of course. But now I understand where August's enigmatic self-confidence came from—all from you."

Cesar put the sunglasses back on the bridge of his nose. "I also accept this sentence as a compliment."

He put the car key on his index finger and twirled it, humming a little tune and walking towards the parking lot.Roman quickly followed him.

"Thanks."

"Why thank me?" Cesar tilted his head.

"You made so many arrangements for me. When I was on the fencing team, I always had a business-like attitude with the coach. Except for technology, the coach didn't care much about my private world, and I was like a principal and a student, not a friend. But you no the same."

"That's right, I'm the kind of person who likes to be friends with students." Cesar grinned.

"Well, I think that might be better."

Cesare stopped suddenly.Roman nearly died in a crash on his back.

"Maybe one day we'll be more than just friends."

This sentence made Roman's heart beat inexplicably.Not just friends... what else could they be if they weren't friends?