"You? No."

Ander looked at the volunteering Emilia and shook his head.

Although this girl's weapon is a big sword, she looks quite heavy and probably has some combat power.

But she has a noble status and does not have any practical experience.

Ender didn't want to bring a vase to the battlefield.

"You—" Amilia was a little angry: "Don't look down on others, I'm a Level 4 warrior!"

Ender widened his eyes and said incredibly: "Are you a Level 4 warrior?"

Although he personally brought Amilia back, he had never seen this girl fight with anyone. Even when he returned to the territory, he thought that he was walking too slowly, so he grabbed her under his ribs and ran all the way back.

Such a useless man is actually a level 4 warrior?

You should know that level 4 warriors are already the peak that ordinary warriors can reach. Uncle Corey, a big and thick axe warrior, is also an adventurer who has experienced many battles, and is just a level 5 warrior.

The militiamen that Ender was preparing to convene were of the first-level warrior level, which was the result of the Leicester family hiding soldiers among the people - if they were in other territories, the first-level warriors would be enough to be regular soldiers.

Looking at Ander's surprised expression, Emilya thought that Ander was shocked by her warrior level. She snorted and raised her chin with pride.

"But have you ever killed someone?" Ender asked.

"Of course, we Loko—, well, there are no weak people in our family anyway. Both men and women have to conduct practical training since childhood. Don't look at me like this, although the thieves who died at my hands are not as good as you, there are more than ten!"

The deceased Baron Rocoway is not a good man. He teaches his disciples the target of actual combat, and has always been captured thieves. Of course, he is still more tolerant of his daughter. Generally, the ones he chooses for Amilia are relatively weak opponents.

"Then you go and get your sword, let's go to the martial arts training ground, and let me see your sword skills."

Ender thought about it and decided to believe the young lady's words.

The Wind Knight Vinson and Lord Locoway, and the Berserker Ams Locoway, had witnessed many people, and they had been rumored to be magical.

From Khruv's intelligence channels, Ander also confirmed that at least part of the rumors was true.

Although Ender has never seen how terrible the fully armed Storm Knight is, he also speculates.

However, even the Wind Knight without weapons and only wearing armor is not a person that Ender can deal with - if Ender stimulates all his skills and goes all out, he will not be able to fight.

The problem is that it is just a fight. In two minutes, Ende will definitely not be able to defeat his opponent - and in more than two minutes, Ende will collapse without others taking action.

Arms Locoway can actually face the Wind Knight in full swing head-on, and the combat power can be imagined.

If you can get a glimpse of the style of Ames Locoway from this Miss Belle, it will be a good harvest.

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"Sister Amilia, what are you doing?" Kelly said in surprise as she looked fully armed.

"Go and compete with your teacher, Sir Ander." Amilia held the sword with one hand, raised it up, pulled a sword flower, and put the sword into the scabbard on her back.

"Ah? Sister Amilia wants to challenge the teacher?" Feila also walked out.

"What, can't it be?"

"Sister Amilya, you-you are-"

Kelly didn't know how to describe Amilia's behavior, but she felt that Amilia was definitely overestimating her abilities.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm not that overestimating my ability to challenge Lord Jazz, it's just that Sir Ander wants to see my sword skills."

After leaving the apprentice dormitory where Kelly and others live, it is the martial arts training ground.

When Ande drank the water and slowly came over, his five apprentices and Emilia were already standing on the martial arts field.

"Sir, will I start demonstrating swordsmanship now?" Amilia walked to the middle of the venue with a big sword in her hand and asked Ander for advice.

"Yeah, OK, let's start." Ender nodded.

"Hmph—" Amilya snorted coldly, feeling that Ander underestimated her.

In order to prevent obstructing the view, Emilya tied her blonde hair into a ponytail and tied it behind her head. She was wearing a golden soft armor, and she didn't know what animal skin it was. Not only was it not hard and thick like ordinary leather armor, but it felt as soft as a clothes.

The green eyes were embedded on the white cheeks as white as snow, and separated by the proud nose bridge, as clear and transparent as green spring water.

With such a beautiful appearance, even if it is a bit spoiled, it will only make people feel cute and will not be disgusted.

"Falling Blade Slash!"

A surprising momentum burst out from Emilya's body, which was not very strong, and she shouted, shocking all of Ender's five apprentices.

Ender was not surprised, but he had to admit that he underestimated the young lady.

What a person, Ande, he cultivated the "Tiangang* Shape Training" with the vibration generated by the strings of the five internal organs as the source of power, and is extremely sensitive to sound - sound is also a kind of vibration.

Just hearing Amilia's loud shout, he knew that the young lady's physique was definitely no less than 11 years old.

(I'll say here that the physical constitution number on the self-examination panel of Ende's self-examination panel is not the physical constitution number in the DND system, but the average activity state of his whole body cells. Ende's physical constitution is ten under a healthy state.)

Amilia suddenly rushed forward, with a big step, three meters away. While rushing forward, she raised her sword with both hands and slashed it down. With a "woo--" sound, the sword brought a gust of wind to slash down.

This slash demonstrates extremely strong explosive power and control, which is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

"——Sister Amilia is so awesome!" Feila exclaimed.

"Wow, Ms. Amilia is so strong!" Robbie and Harry also opened their mouths wide.

The two of them always felt that this Ms. Amilia was mainly good at management, so she was invited by the teacher to be the butler (And had never said Amilia was the butler).

As a result, the sword that Amilia just used, no matter who they met, they would be chopped into two.

"Slay with the flow!"

While slashing the sword, Amilia turned sideways, leading the slashing sword to draw an arc and turn it into a horizontal slash.

"Cross!"

The sword force of the horizontal slash reached the end, and it naturally turned upwards, turning into a sword force that was raised over the head, and then suddenly fell!

"Bang--" The big sword slashed deeply into the ground of the martial arts training ground and sank one-third of the sword body.

"call--"

Amilia let go of the hilt of the sword and let the great sword slash to the ground.

She stood up straight, looking at Ende provocatively, waiting for his evaluation.

"Awesome! Your swords are really of the level of a level 4 warrior, and may be stronger than an average level 4 warrior."

Ander had to admit that he did underestimate the young lady.

Although these few moments seem very simple, they do show real skills.

Among low-level warriors, there will be no so many tricks in combat. The conversion speed of strength, speed and sword skills are the main factors that determine life and death.

The three sword skills this girl showed are extremely practical and can deal with most situations.

You know, Cheng Yaojin's three axes may not be as complicated as the three sword skills that Amilia just showed - they have become a general with these three axes.

Amilia hooked her toes, hooked up the hilt of the great sword, held it in her hand, then pulled the great sword from the ground, held the sword in both hands, and raised the sword tip up in front of her chest, and posed a sword-holding ceremony.

"Sir Ander, can I be lucky enough to ask you for some advice?" Emilya said respectfully.

"Okay, Phila, go get my sword." Ender nodded.

Ender's sword is not always with him, and is usually thrown in the Hunter's Lodge.

Soon, Feila ran back with her sword.

Amilia pointed her sword downwards and slowly circled around Ender, looking for a suitable opportunity to get out of the phone.

She asked a question while walking around. In fact, this was her main purpose.

"Sir Ander, I have a question - I have seen your teacher, and the sword he uses is the sword you are using now. So, is this sword yours or your teacher's sword?"

"This is my sword, the teacher once borrowed it and used it for a few days."

Ander stood in the middle of the field, his loose appearance seemed to be defenseless.

"Your teacher doesn't have his own weapons?" Amilia didn't believe it.

How rare is a high-level profession? No matter which force is concerned, it must be taken seriously.

Such a person doesn’t even have a suitable weapon, and he still has to borrow a sword from his disciples?

Ender replied: "The teacher's weapon will not have the chance to see it."

Ande had no choice but to cover up a lie with countless lies. At this time, people asked him where Ande would find a weapon for the "Night Demon"? He had to brag.

Amilia immediately believed it.

In her opinion, people like Ye Mo should have a weapon that cannot be seen by living people.

The answer has been revealed, and Emilya's main purpose has been achieved.

Cute Milia is not ready to stop. She also wants to get some advice from Ender to help herself get through the barrier and become a real berserker.

Amilia turned behind Ender and shouted suddenly, "Kill!"

Ander still stood there loosely, motionless; and Emilia was just shouting, with no intention of attacking.

Seeing that Ender was indifferent, Emilya proved another guess of her - this shows that he has mastered the "blind fighting" skill.
To be continued...