Chapter 526 Idol

As the capital of the province of Morro, Moonlight City has a large permanent population and the city covers a very large area. Although the threat of war has made Moonlight City depressed, the streets are still crowded and bustling.

An Fei was walking on the street alone. His clothes were very ordinary, his divine light was restrained, and his temperament was not outstanding. Although he looked a little handsome and free, there were more handsome people in Moonlight City. To the north of the Moonlight Province was next to the country of mercenaries and to the south bordering the Mao Empire. Moonlight City was the largest magic crystal in the Shirot Empire and a slave distribution center. Other industries also rose and became more and more prosperous. Usually, the number of handsome men and beautiful women in big cities was very large, not only because of their large population base, but also because of their own historical heritage and fashion trends. An Fei was very inconspicuous on the street.

In terms of strategy, we should despise the enemy and in terms of tactics, we should pay attention to the enemy. An Fei knew this truth, so he didn't take any dragon man seriously on the surface, but in fact he attached great importance to it. He just went out of the city to find Thor, and had a whole morning talk, all about topics related to the dragon man.

An Fei thought while walking, and suddenly a familiar figure appeared at the corner of his eyes. He turned around and looked. Xinpera jumped out of a carriage and walked into the gate of the garrison. From the garrison, a crisp shout came faintly. An Fei was a little surprised. What did Xinpera go to the garrison to do? What was he doing inside? He narrowed his eyes and released his own mental power.

An Fei clearly saw that there were dozens of women fighting in the school field in the backyard of the garrison, most of whom were very young, only a few were older. Xinpera appeared on the school field. Several women stopped fighting and spoke to Xinpera. It seemed that their conversation was not very friendly. After only a moment of conversation, Xinpera stood upside down, and a woman opposite her held the hilt of the sword without showing any weakness.

An Fei thought for a while and walked towards the garrison. As soon as he reached the door, several soldiers blocked his way: "Stop, what are you doing?"

An Fei had no habit of explaining everything to anyone, let alone Xinpera also held the hilt of the sword. She was about to fight, and he shouted softly: "Get out!!"

An Feidi shouted with a spirit roar. How could a few soldiers bear it? They either moaned in pain or fainted on the ground. An Fei walked straight through the gate, ignored the soldiers rushing out of the building and shot at the school ground.

"Okay. Then I'll convince you!" Xinpera's face turned red with anger and was about to draw out the long sword, but at this moment, An Fei appeared beside her and grabbed her arm: "What's going on?"

Xinpera turned around and saw that it was An Fei, showing a look of surprise and joy. Before she could speak, the woman who confronted her snorted coldly: "Oh, have you called her little face to help?!"

"You..." Xinpera was furious. If she was just insulting herself, she could still bear it. Insult and An Fei would never agree! Xinpera pulled hard and finally pulled out the sheath of the sword.

An Fei's hand was dragged and pressed on Xinpera's arm, and with a simple sound, the sword returned to the sheath. Experts could tell if there was any. If Ernest was here, he would definitely be so proud of An Fei's hand. If it weren't for the control of power, it would be difficult to do so ingeniously.

The woman who confronted Xinpera was obviously not an expert, because she didn't know the goods, and her expression became more and more arrogant: "What am I? Is it your concern? You are here!"

"Who is this guy? Where did you come from?" An Feidi's eyes fell on Xinpera. Although the woman was wearing mercenary costumes, he was sure that the other party was definitely not a mercenary in the major league, and there would be no such person in the major league.

"Young man, do you really want to stand up for this bitch? Are you okay?" The woman looked at An Fei with malicious eyes. She also deliberately narrowed her eyes.

"Hey. Don't go too far!" A girl watching could not bear to watch it anymore and stood up and shouted: "Captain Hippela is the appointment of His Highness. If you are not convinced, you can go directly to His Highness. What are you calling here all day long? Are you upset?!"

"Julie, what's your business?" the woman confronted Hippela shouted: "Has I snatched your little face? What's your name for Chun?"

"You are a little bitch, you are a little bitch, are you short of men?" the girl sneered: "I guess it's about the same. Look at your pleats. I sincerely advise you not to embarrass you here."

Women are most afraid of age. Xinpera is just in her maturity. The girl is a few years younger than Xinpera. In comparison, the woman should have been ripe a few years ago. There were some small wrinkles on the corners of her eyes and forehead. She couldn't help but get furious when she heard this: "Julie, are you looking for death?!"

"Aren't you disobey Captain Xinpera? I don't agree with you either, come!" The girl simply jumped into the school field and drew her long sword.

The woman who was confronting Xinpera had a cold eyes. Amid the angry shout, a dazzling white fighting spirit lit up on her body. She turned out to be a high-level swordsman!

Today is different. For An Fei now, the so-called high-level profession is already synonymous with the weak. When the woman was about to sprint and swing her sword, An Fei's figure appeared behind the woman like a ghost, and her toes stepped on the woman's heels.

No matter how strong the fighting spirit is, the power must be operated according to the basic rules. The woman was angry and sprinted with all her strength, but her right foot was firmly fixed like a nail. As a result, her body involuntarily drew half a circle and lay heavily on the ground, or hitting it on the ground.

Although the ground was smashed into smoke and dust, the woman was protected by the body and was not injured. She jumped up at a faster speed and slashed straight towards An Fei with a backhanded sword. Her earthlings were still two meters away from An Fei, but she had already swept the sword light in front of An Fei.

"Be careful!" The girl named Julie shot from the side like lightning when she saw An Fei was in danger.

An Fei hesitated for a moment, and his body floated back to the left. Two equally dazzling sword lights were colliding together, making a roar. Then the two female swordsmen had fought into a group, and one sword light after another shot out. The female swordsmen around him hurriedly retreated dozens of meters away.

"Bastard! Stop it!!" A loud shout came from a distance.

The two female swordsmen who were fighting to the death were obviously very concerned about the person coming, and jumped away to both sides at the same time. The woman confronted Xinpera seemed to have nothing to do. The girl named Julie should be at a disadvantage. A large piece of the battle skirt behind her butt was missing.

The breeze blew, and a piece of fiery red cloth rolled past An Fei's ear. An Fei was stunned for a moment, grabbed the cloth with his backhand, observed for a moment, and then placed it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it deeply.

Hippela was stunned. An Fei's character is obvious to all. There are many beautiful women in the major leagues, but I have never seen An Fei tease anyone, so why has it suddenly become like this now?

The girl named Julie also saw An Fei's movements. She touched her battle skirt, her face red and white.

"Your body fragrance smells good." An Fei smiled, then let go of his fingers, and the fiery red cloth drifted away in the wind.

"You...you..." The girl named Julie didn't know what to say, and it was too much to say such dirty words in front of many female swordsmen! The female swordsmen around her were whispering something, her eyes full of contempt and hatred.

Just when Julie didn't think about whether to be tolerant or just teach An Fei a lesson, Anthony limped into the school ground: "Sir, why are you here?"

"I met Hippera, come in and take a look." An Fei smiled and said, "Mr. Anthony, how are your injuries?"

"The shoulder injury is almost done, and the leg injury will have to be cared for for more than ten days."

“You are here…”

"I can't stay idle, so I go to Lord Alice to find something to do. Who would have thought that Lord Alice would get me here." Anthony smiled bitterly, "It's really a headache to let me train them!"

"Headache?"

"I'm chatting all day long, and there's no quiet moment. Sir, if you stay here for a few days, you'll have the same headache as me."

Although they knew that Anthony was talking about herself, the female swordsmen were silent, and only a few female swordsmen looked at An Fei's back with surprise. This is the difference between professionals and peak powerful people. They can only be honest. In fact, there are high-level sword masters between them, and in terms of grade, they are only one level away from peak powerful people, but their actual status and other aspects are very different.

"Then let's do something else?" An Fei smiled.

"What should they do?"

"This...I'll let Susanna train them."

"Sir, Madam wants to protect Lord Alice during the day!" Hippela hurriedly reminded.

"This is difficult. Who is idle all day long?" An Fei thought, and suddenly was stunned: "What do you think I'm doing?"

"I didn't see you?" Anthony was a little puzzled.

"Yes, I'm often idle during the day." An Fei reluctantly turned the topic to himself: "Sir Anthony, look... can I be responsible for training them?"

"You are the chief of the major leagues, do you still need to ask me?" Anthony was amused and crying: "But... sir, are you sure?"
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