The people who came were dressed in a very common mercenary dress, bald head, simple brown top, boots, and a dark hooded cloak. A long sword hidden under the cloak exposed the hilt from behind.

From a distance, Clossi only felt that the other person was tall and strong, and it was even more amazing to walk closer.

Clossi, who is nine years old and barely reached the height of an average teenager, has just surpassed his waist. The bulging and beating chest muscles stretched the front of the cloak, making him look very powerful, and his muscles are also thicker than Clossi's waist. This is not just tall and strong, it is simply majestic and terrifying!

Maybe he has seen the tallest man in this world! Looking at the giant man who blocked the sun like a wall, Clossi couldn't help swallowing, Brother Zheng! He feels so oppressive~~.

When the giant man stopped beside him, Clossi looked at the other person carefully. His bald head was shiny, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the fluff on his mouth had not yet receded. Although his dress was sophisticated, he was obviously not old. The hilt exposed behind him fluently under the sunlight, and probably inlaid with gems. Although the brown top was covered with a layer of gray, it was also obvious that it was a valuable silk product. The belt inlaid with gold thread was obviously not a bargain.

It should be more than just a simple character like an ordinary mercenary. After a brief observation, Clossi made a judgment.

The giant man looked down at the top embroidered with gold thread on the dwarf Clossey and the thin sword hanging around his waist. His eyes stayed on Clark for a moment. Finally, he looked at the guards scattered around and looked at the tightly watched here. He couldn't help but frowned, but his eyes looked quite contemptuous. He had already classified these guys who were spoiled by the rich man in the countryside and the dog-legged men who were accomplices of the tiger. If the other party was not too young and afraid of causing any trouble for the teacher, he would have to use his iron fist to uphold justice. Why don't he use his sword to carry him? He had to draw his sword against these stinky sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs, which would have been a shame to his reputation as Maiya, Xiu, and Brandt!

"Is there Leica Town ahead?" A moment of hoarse voice came from the giant man's mouth. He raised his chin slightly and pointed his nostrils at Clossi, without deliberately hiding the contempt in his eyes.

What does that look mean? Just looking for someone to ask for directions is just like this? It's almost like "looking down on me" to the forehead! What a courageous one!

Clossi shook his head, blinked his big eyes of mixed innocence, admiration, longing, and a delicate and cute little face innocent: "No, there is Aegon in front." He stretched out his little finger and pointed to the mountains north and couldn't see the edge: "Leka Town is on the north side of the mountain."

Youdao is to stretch out your hands and not hit people with a smile. Clossi's behavior of being a completely innocent and cute admirer made the other party feel a little embarrassed. The giant man scratched his bare scalp and his expression subconsciously became more kind.

From a distance, I saw the innocent look of an eight- or nine-year-old lord who liked to tease people. The guards looked strange. Although I couldn't hear the content of the conversation between the two, I still observed silently for the giant man who was still disliked just now.

Holding his hands on his chest, he admired Clossi, who was so surging that he continued to act tenderly: "You must be a famous, very powerful, very famous swordsman!"

The giant nodded bluntly, raised his chin slightly and looked proud, obviously very confident in his strength. He pointed at himself with a thumbs up and said, "Mayah, Xiu, Brandt!" Then he glanced at the thin sword around Clossi's waist, and said confidently: "It seems that you have practiced swords, and I think your teacher or family should have mentioned my name. I should be very famous in the swordsmanship in the West Land."

"Oh?" Clossi blinked his big eyes full of curiosity, pointing his chin with innocent faces, "Is it very famous? I didn't mention your name in the swordsmanship I bought."

“……”

Looking at the other person's back as he headed towards the north mountain range, Closi was in a great mood and laughed sinisterly.

Sister! You dare to treat me with your ugly nostrils! If you don’t clean up, who will you pick?

Although he followed the advice of Al's work and rest, Clossi's habits developed in several months were not so easy to let go. The next morning, he still hummed and practiced some strength and endurance, and finally ran around the castle for a few laps before stopping under Clark's persuasion.

After lunch break, Clossi rode a little red horse around the territory. He came back to the castle when the sun was about to set. Before he could enter the gate, he heard the metal and iron fighting and the hoarse but full of energy roars from the garden.

"Horizontal slash!"'Bang'

"shoot down!"

"Victory!" It sounds familiar~~~! There seems to be somewhere to hear the rough roar?

Walking in through the castle door, Clossi, dressed in a riding suit, threw the reins of the horse to the followers who were running to lead the horse, and walked towards the courtyard.

In the courtyard where the castle is usually used for training, many soldiers are armed and surrounded by a large circle of 0,000 yuan with cheers burst out from time to time.

Most of the blood of soldiers is full of violent factors. They fight from time to time and vent their extra energy. Clossi will not deliberately stop him. In his opinion, there is still no blood in his fight. As long as he doesn't move, he will not be considered a matter of anything.

But today it seems different. Usually, people who like to join in the fun will surround them. Most people just pass by and glance at them. Today, even the sentries standing guard on the corner tower ran down to watch the fun. Well, okay, Clossi is one of the few guys who like to join in the fun.

"Hey! You." Closi, who had short calves, was a little anxious, and poked the circle with a horse whip. A soldier who was so excited that he was sweating and blushing and thick neck. Seeing that the soldier was in high spirits, he glared at the other party with a displeasure because he was disturbed by others. While continuing to poke the soldiers in front of him, he expressed his contempt for the unknown people in the other world: This is not awesome martial arts world, there are guys flying around everywhere. As for being so excited, can he still make a fancy!

No one beat the flower, but Clossi, who squeezed into the inner circle, was still surprised. Hey? Why is this person so familiar?

The person confronting his own soldiers in the center of the field was obviously not a person in the castle. He was dressed in a very common mercenary dress, bald head, simple brown tops, boots, and the most eye-catching thing was that he was big and round waisted and big, which was as big as others. Isn’t this the fooled general brother? He came to take revenge so quickly?

Clossi shook his head and immediately rejected this possibility. According to his understanding of his own soldiers, someone came to his territory and they would not talk about the spirit of chivalry to the other party. He bullied the more and beat the others up and beat them up. Since he could stand aside and watch the fun, he obviously treated the other party as his own family, that's strange!

"Horizontal slash!" The giant man who claimed to be very famous roared, and the iron sword and the iron sword collided heavily. 'Bang'

"Photdown!" The soldier on the field was obviously not on the same level as the giant man. He fell backwards and the iron sword he practiced in his hand flew out directly.

"Victory!" The giant man raised his iron sword, which attracted the onlookers to applaud. The soldiers who were above the top of their power naturally had the strong respect.

"This guy is so noisy, where did you get out of it?" Ke Luoxi asked in a low voice when he kicked a guard leader beside him.

Knowing that his lord didn't like to talk to others with his head raised, the guard leader bent down to Clossi's ear and explained: "Sir, this man is not just a noisy man. He has defeated more than a dozen soldiers in a row, and all won with one blow."

"Oh?" The soldiers of the Rhine family were made into paper? Or were the other party really having a few chances?

Seeing that the lord seemed interested, the guard leader quickly told the news he knew: "His name is Maiya, Xiu, Brandt! Some people also called him Jishi Maiya, a lone swordsman. He heard that he was born as the second son of the noble. Because he could only get some money and had no right to inherit the territory, he came out to make a fortune. He started working as a mercenary about two years ago. He once destroyed several groups of nearly 100 famous horse thieves who were not well-known and difficult to deal with. It is said that many nobles invited him to join their army with the treatment of the guard leader and refused him. He was the most famous mercenary swordsman in the West after Captain Ar."

It is not something that can be done by having good skills alone, and it seems that it is not too stupid.

"Oh? Then why did he run into my castle?!" Closey smacked his lips and stared at the mercenary who was showing off his power in his house, wondering what he was thinking.

"Maiya Jishi plans to join your guard!" The guard leader gave a surprising but not surprising answer.

He opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment. Clossi touched his bare chin and thought that he was indeed the protagonist, favored by the time travel god. Before he could do anything, a fierce general cried and shouted that he wanted to be a thug for himself! Thinking of this, he looked at Jishi Maiya with a much kinder look. It turned out that he was really a celebrity. He said that you would come to be a slaughter for me and I wouldn't fool you anymore. It's all your fault!

Clossi was bubbling with beauty on this side, and defeated his opponent with one move and enjoyed cheering. Maiya's eyes subconsciously swept over him. Before he could react, the giant stone Maiya's big and bald head suddenly froze. When he turned to Clossi, his facial features were irritated together. His eyes, like a cowbell, seemed to be about to spew out fire. A layer of blood visible to the naked eye gradually surged from his neck to his face. The bald man twisted countless crosses of anger, and his blood vessels leaped violently, as if they were about to explode.

"Cough~~~, celebrity! Meet again." Seeing that he was discovered, Clossi had no intention of hiding anymore. He waved his hand openly and greeted him. The innocent and innocent look on his face, who wanted to beat him.

The enemy is so narrow. It is actually the little bastard who makes him play tricks! If he hadn't been lucky enough to meet a kind-hearted hunter uncle on the way, he might have come to the mountains to eat wild fruits now! When did he suffer such a loss in the giant stone Maiya? How could he not hate this little bastard to death? He just changed into a tight riding outfit, and he remembered that face clearly! I will still know you if I change my vest!

The enemy who caused him to suffer a great loss was right in front of him. Maiya couldn't bear it. He threw his sword to the ground and rushed towards Clossi with two thick and long legs.

"You damn short! A hateful little liar! Look at me not to beat you into meat pie!"

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I rubbed forward a little bit again, ~~~!

I am a slow-heating type, and I know the tubes I have read in the first book, so... take your time!
Chapter completed!