Cold weapons are a man's romance

here we go again!Again!As long as anything is linked to his body, Cesar will become so out of control.Does he dare to be thankful that there is no cabinet around him, otherwise the club will have to spend money to repair the cabinet door?

"I understand that you were in a car accident before and recovered with great difficulty, so you pay more attention to health issues than others, but is it necessary to be so angry? It's just...it's unreasonable!"

Enya says Roman is a hero, but Cesar says the opposite.Who does he think he is, that he can have more say than the person involved?Did he issue a "Roman Health Administrator" certificate to himself?

"...how...how did you know about my past?" Cesar choked.

"Come on, everyone knows about it." Roman didn't betray Alex, you can't betray your informant to the cops, can you?

Cesar was startled and angry, his blue eyes seemed to set off a stormy sea;He let go of Roman and turned his back. "I don't want to go to class today." His voice trembled slightly, "I can't go to class. Do whatever you want."

He turned and went upstairs, slamming the door marked "Staff Access Only".Lindsay and her fellow front desk girls huddled behind the counter, watching the quarreling teacher and student in disbelief.

Roman scratched his hair angrily, looking for something to kick hard to vent his anger.Well, he probably shouldn't have brought up the car accident, and just as he used to dislike being asked about his injuries, Cesar probably didn't like being dug up for old injuries.But when he first came to the club, when Cesar asked about his injury, he was not so rude.

"Roman, you... are you leaving now?"

Lindsay looked at the back of Roman leaving the club, and called twice hesitantly, "I can arrange other training for you, Lawrence is free today..."

"No need!" Roman replied bluntly.

He returned to the car and lay on the steering wheel for a while before he calmed down.He shouldn't have spoken to Lindsay in such an aggressive tone, at least Lindsay was innocent.he thinks.Next time he was at the club, he had to find a chance to apologize to Lindsay.Lindsay is always so warm to him, she shouldn't be a fish in the pool.As for Cesar...

Roman looked up at the signboard of Aurora Club.For a moment, he expected someone to chase him out and tell him to go back to training in an awkward but sincere tone.It doesn't matter if there is no mutual apology and understanding.His relationship with Cesar does not need those pale words to repair and reconcile.Although the way is a bit extreme, Cesar is concerned about him, isn't he?

But he waited for a long time and did not wait for the dream scene.In fact, he also wanted to care about Cesar and see if there was any serious problem with his arm, but Cesar took the initiative to close the door to his world and shut him out.Who can blame this?

Just thinking about it, someone knocked on the car window.

Roman's eyes suddenly burst into star-like brilliance.

When he discovered that the person who knocked on the window had electric blue hair, the brilliance in his eyes instantly went out.

"Auguste." Roman called out the name of the little emperor, as a greeting.

The blue-haired boy is also dressed in a metal punk outfit today, with extremely terrifying black lip gloss and gloves studded with rivets.Roman always felt that he could smash the car window with one punch.The saying that people rely on clothes really does not deceive others.

"Are you here for training?" August looked at his watch. "Didn't you say Cesar was injured? You can still attend class with a plaster cast? He really is a fake injury!"

"No training today." Roman shrugged, "I just stopped by to have a look."

"Oh, what a coincidence, today is your lucky day!"

"……how do I say this?"

August proudly brushed his hair: "I give you a chance to drive for the great Augustus today. Do you think you are lucky?"

Roman silently ignited and started the engine.

"Hey! Don't go, trickster! Don't, don't go! Roman!" The little emperor knocked on the glass in a panic.

Roman swore that if the rivets on his gloves scratched his car, he would parade the king of subjugation strapped to the back of his car.

"Give me a ride, Roman! I'm going to the Griffon Club!"

"Are you finally planning to defect to the enemy camp? I'm not surprised at all. I always feel that you have a traitorous aura from the first time we met."

"I'm preparing for a personal conquest!" August said angrily, "Lucinda has class today, why don't you go scout the enemy's movements?"

"...Can people who are not Griffins go casually?"

"Oh, we have such a strong relationship with Lucinda, what does it matter! She can't drive us out!"

"No, she might not let us in in the first place."

August still didn't give up. "Anyway, Cesar can't teach us now. Isn't it good to go to Griffin to learn new things? Don't you also want to participate in the Silver Memorial Tournament?"

Unknowingly, August included Roman in his "reconnaissance team", and even replaced the personal pronoun with "we".

It's a pretty good idea, honestly.It is rare for the little emperor to have an online IQ.Roman must prepare early for the upcoming Silver Memorial.Because Edward is also competing.August didn't know about it yet, and he probably thought it was just an ordinary swordsmanship competition.But for Roman, it was a contest of faith.They will use the outcome of the sword to decide whose belief is superior--Edward's contempt for swordsmanship, or Roman's enthusiasm for swordsmanship?

Before the game, he wants to sharpen his skills as much as possible.His swordsmanship knowledge and on-the-spot experience are still too shallow.Lucinda is good at areas that he has never touched, and he can just learn from each other.

"Get in the car." Roman opened the door.

***

"People from Aurora are here to kick the pavilion!!!"

As soon as Roman and August stepped into the gate of the Griffon Club, they heard such a scream.The members who were chatting and blowing water in the hall suddenly fled in all directions, but the door was tightly blocked by two "kickers", and they had no way out, so they could only do Brownian movement in the hall without any rules .

"...Why are they afraid of this?" Roman whispered to August, "Isn't kicking the hall very common?"

August rolled his eyes at him. "It's very common for them to come and kick us, but it's very rare for us to kick them. It's called kicking the gym to challenge the strong, and it's called bullying the weak in reverse."

So our aurora is very powerful?I can't see it at all... Roman was deeply surprised.

"What a panic! What a disgrace!" Alex came out with a steel sword in his hand, berating his teammates along the way.After seeing the gauze on the face of the "kicker", he raised his eyebrows, "You come to kick the gym even when you are injured, are you tired of living?"

"Let's take Lucinda's class," Roman said.

"Do you think this is an elementary school parent-child meeting and come here whenever you want?!"

Alex made a gesture to drive away the two uninvited guests, but Lucinda's voice came from the practice room. "Let them in. Wouldn't it be nice for outsiders to come and watch the high-level lessons of our Griffon Guard?"

August made a sneer, scoffing at the phrase "high-level courses."Alex glared at him, as if to say "show me some respect if you want to go to class", so the little emperor had no choice but to put away his arrogant expression.

There are eight or nine students in Lucinda's classroom, except for Roman and August who came uninvited, they are all top players of the Griffon Guard.Roman carefully took note of each of their faces, maybe he will meet some of them on the field in the future.

Today Lucinda teaches the Bolognese style of fencing in Italy.Roman thought that she was only good at silver swordsmanship, but he didn't expect her to dabble in such a wide range of genres, and she could grasp any genre at her fingertips.If she hadn't retired and changed careers to become a coach and referee, the title of "Caesar of the Sword" might not be the turn of Cesar.

Lucinda's teaching method is also very different from Cesar's. Cesar likes to correct the students' postures by hand, while Lucinda usually demonstrates first, and then let the students imitate.Roman imagined the situation where Lucinda hugged him from behind, and adjusted the position of his arms for him while murmuring in a normal posture... It felt extremely awkward!Just imagining it made Roman shiver and get goosebumps all over his body.But when Cesar did this, he did not resist at all, but enjoyed it very much.

No no, now is not the time to think about others.Roman reminded himself in his heart.It's also disrespectful to attend one teacher's class and miss another.He needs to temporarily abandon all thoughts about Cesar and focus on swordsmanship.

After the class, the students reluctantly said goodbye to the beautiful female teacher.August pesters Alex to spar with him.This kid really doesn't suffer and never give up.Seeing that the others dispersed, only Roman and Lucinda were left in the practice room.

Miss "Battler" leaned on her sword, picked up a towel to wipe off the sweat on her neck, and glanced at Roman who stayed there with a smile: "Any questions you want to ask after class?"

"I... Lucinda, I'm going to the Silver Memorial."

"I know that Alex will also participate. As a coach, I hope that you can all perform at the level of training and achieve ideal results-but I actually hope that my students will win."

Roman was amused by her honesty. "I have a favor. Can you teach me to stab with one hand?"

"Why not ask the coach of your own club?"

"Cesar is injured and will not be able to attend class for the time being."

In fact, there is another reason, that is, they broke up not long ago.Roman didn't want to face him so soon.

"Is there only one coach in your club?"

"You are better at this. If you want to learn, you must learn from the best people."

Lucinda smiled.

"Fortunately you have eyes," she said.

She is not humble at all.Most people would say something like "Thank you for the compliment" and "Thank you for your appreciation", but Lucinda was not at all polite to Roman.And she does have the capital of pride and self-confidence, so this kind of pride is not annoying.

"But why are you in such a hurry to learn this? You have only just started, and you have plenty of time to learn and hone, so there is no need to be in a hurry. Most of Cesar's registration for you is to let you experience the world first, rather than expecting you to win Medals."

Roman bit his lip. "I don't want to lose," he said. "I can't lose this time. I have opponents I have to beat."

"As long as you win against that person, it doesn't matter even if you don't stand on the podium in the end?"

Roman nodded. "I can't lose to him, let alone lose to others before meeting him."

Lucinda rested her chin thoughtfully, her bright eyes showed playfulness.Roman's hands were behind his back, wringing together uneasily.Would Lucinda refuse?he pondered.He is her student's future opponent in the arena.No one would be foolish enough to cultivate a powerful enemy for themselves.

"I seem to have heard this sentence a long time ago," she said, "but the two people who said this sentence did not meet in the game. I am very curious to know how this time it will turn out."

Roman opened his mouth wide.

"Come and see me at nine tomorrow morning. I'll break your leg if you're late," said Lucinda.

***

Lucinda arranged a one-week course to train Roman's one-handed stabbing technique and how to deal with one-handed stabbing.Roman's itinerary has also undergone earth-shaking changes. He no longer goes to the Aurora Club every day, but reports to the Griffon Guard.

At first, every time he appeared, the griffins panicked, and the group screamed for weapons and armor, as if Hogwarts had been attacked by Voldemort.But after two or three times, they got used to Roman's visits.Someone even joked: "Are you planning to transfer so come here early to check?"

Unlike Cesar, who specializes in German swordsmanship, Lucinda has studied every school of swordsmanship. It is not an easy task to integrate so many swordsmanship.The more Roman practiced against her, the more he realized how knowledgeable she was.No wonder they nicknamed her "The Fighter."She seemed born to fight, and she survives every time, passing on the best of her experience and knowledge to future generations.

That day Roman returned home from Lucinda's class, and as soon as he walked downstairs to the apartment with his sword bag on his back, he bumped into his old neighbor who was holding a cat.The old lady's darling today is an orange Garfield cat with the same piercing eyes as its owner.

"Mrs. Bayfield." Roman remembered the old lady's last name.

The old lady nodded tremblingly to Roman. "Ah, Mr. Luo, you're back." She looked at Roman with weird eyes, "Not good. Not good."

Roman scratched his head. "What?" That day when he took Alisa mother and daughter home, he met the old lady in the elevator, and her eyes were so strange. "What happened?"

"It's up to you to ask yourself, child!" The old lady stopped, as if waiting for Roman's tearful confession.

"I do not quite understand……"

"You shouldn't have a wife and kids and go out and fuck men. Oh, you young people, love life is so chaotic, it's so different from our time, times have really changed!"

Roman is a little broken. "Where did my wife and children come from? I'm not married yet!"

"So that girl is your girlfriend? I really don't understand you young people, why don't you get married when you have children? Oh, times have changed, we wouldn't be like this back then!"

"I don't have a girlfriend, I don't have children, and I've never had sex with a man!" He had never had such a high-end thing!

"Don't hide it, you and that silver-haired guy went out on a date, and I saw it all." The wrinkles on the old lady's face were all gathered together, "It's really unexpected, you kid has big eyebrows, big eyes, and pretty eyes." To be honest, he is actually a merciless vagabond! Hey, the world is so bad and people's hearts are so low, it was impossible for us to have such a thing happen at that time!"