Chapter 47: Artistic Fighting
Does an ordinary curse really have any meaning for a "hero" and a "sword master"?
Rose looked at the sword in her hand. Of course, she could detect the subtle difference between the two swords as Moher said. Giving either sword to the two people probably wouldn't make any difference.
But...
what if?
After Rose left with the sword, Moher began to change clothes. At this time, Lisiduowei ran over.
"Lisiduowei, even if you were created for killing, you have been a high-ranking demon for so many years, and you are also the bloody queen among humans. It's not polite to suddenly break into someone else's room. What do you think?"
"Sorry, Lord Demon." Although she said so, it seemed that she didn't seem to intend to leave the room, but Moher was changing clothes on her own.
She changed herself into the maid outfit she wore when she worked in the tavern before. Just like she said, she liked this outfit very much.
The girl couldn't help but sigh. While getting dressed, she asked, "So, you came to me so excitedly, what do you want to say?"
"It's obvious that there's no point in doing these things, so why do you do them?"
"Eh~" Moh's eyes flashed with curiosity, "If you really think these things are meaningless, why come to me? Isn't it good to let things develop as they are?"
Lisiduo was a little pstd at Moh's smile. She was not afraid of the devil crying, but she was afraid of the devil laughing...
She tried to calm herself down a little: "For a curse of that degree, if two people resist in their hearts, they will not be affected. If someone will become a demon, it must be someone who took the initiative to embrace the curse and wanted to become a demon... So what if Rose gave the sword to those two people?"
"Are you concerned about Dora or Rose? If you are concerned about Dora, you should look for Rose. So, are you concerned about Rose? Do you two have a good relationship? I don't have any relevant memories in my mind."
In Moher's memory, the relationship between Lisiduowei and Rose... not to say bad, but definitely not friendly.
Thinking of this, Moher suddenly made an expression of sudden enlightenment: "Ah! I know! You are jealous!"
"What did you say!"
"Blame me, Lisiduowei, it's my fault." Moher actually apologized to the girl, "Let Rose make a choice, just to let Rose clearly understand her own heart, but I ignored the fact that I have always known... You like Dora, if Rose discovers her feelings for Dora because of this matter, you will have an extra rival in love, which is probably a very bad thing for you."
Lisiduowei didn't want to say this.
But she had no way to refute it. She didn't know if she really had such a thought.
Mo He changed the subject at this moment: "The Brave Lord is really enviable~ He always has such charm no matter when~ Maybe it's a good thing for you two to compete with each other? If a healthy competition can be formed, it should be enough to flatter Duo Luo and make him fall. This is a very good result. So I won't change my approach."
She had already put on a maid outfit, and looked at the floor-length mirror in the room, posing two cute actions: "I am also cute~ Do you think Duo Luo will like me?"
"Huh?"
Mo He lowered his head slightly, and then looked at Li Siduowei: "It seems unlikely. After all, in terms of the symbol of women, you and Rose are too prominent. And I am just a poor girl. You know, humans are creatures that are interested in these things when they are created. Cute guys will only inspire people's desire to protect. Guys like you with protruding front and back will inspire some more primitive instincts."
I don't understand at all, I don't understand what the Demon King is talking about.
Li Siduowei deeply realized the distance between herself and the Demon King.
The fear of the Demon King that she had since she was born prevented her from looking directly at the Demon King. She could not truly understand the Demon King.
As a subordinate, this was probably a failure.
"Lisiduowei, let's go, let's go cheer for those two~"
Moher showed a lovely smile. Every time at this time, Lisiduowei would always vaguely think that the person in front of her was really an ordinary human little girl, petite and cute.
But under this smile, there was an extremely deep darkness.
What should I do? Dora.
...
Speak with the sword.
Whether it is the sword saint or the brave, both of them are very powerful. If they really let go and fight, Baixi Town will directly become a ruin, and everyone will die-Moher's manor will not be able to withstand the tossing no matter how big it is. She will be very heartbroken.
Of course, it is not the wish of these two people to fight with strength alone.
This will be a duel of swordsmanship in the pure sense. Both of them will suppress their own strength and fight with their own understanding of the sword... Just like when Godora took away the "Name of Ah" from Xiong.
When holding the sword in her hand, A.Xion felt her heartbeat. The sword was making a faint sound, resonating with the pulse of her whole body. She couldn't help but recall the time when she and Godora fought each other. She always recalled those times full of laughter.
Those were the times she once had but seemed to have never cherished. If time could be turned back, she would definitely...
Duo Luo was the first to draw his sword.
He made a sword flower in his hand, and the reflection of the long sword made the scene look a little gorgeous.
Xiong knew that in a second, Duo Luo's sword would stab out, probably at her abdomen, which was his habit of using the sword.
So, the sword in her hand began to jump, and she stepped forward and drew an arc with her sword, just to push Duo Luo's sword to the left. However, this seemed to be within Duo Luo's expectations. His sword drew a circle, and Xiong's sword followed closely behind like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
The swords of the two people were always stuck together as if they were equipped with magnets. The figures and steps of the two people kept intertwining and constantly changing in a very short distance.
"It's just like dancing!" Mo He couldn't help but sigh.
She was also a master of swordsmanship. Seeing the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but applaud. The swordplay exchange between the Sword Saint and the Hero is indeed worthy of their names. In the sharp sword light, it is like the most proud dance steps of the human nobles, eager and fiery, relying on each other and leaving each other.
Sometimes they are like affectionate lovers, and sometimes they are like enemies who hate each other.
The artistry is clearly visible in the battle at this moment.
If you want to objectively evaluate the battle at this moment, you can see it just by looking at the expressions of Rose and Lisiduowei, who look like they have eaten x but can't help but worry.
This is a very dangerous battle, but the high level of the two makes the battle at this moment look full of artistic confrontation.
It is indeed a good show.
But...
"It's really disappointing!"
Mo He sighed.
Her behavior is contradictory.
Obviously, she was still happily applauding the battle between the two in the last second, and said "It's really disappointing" in the next second. If she is not a demon king, probably no one will delve into her words, and will only think that the girl in front of them is probably a lunatic. Talking about something that doesn't make sense.
However, the people present, even those who were fighting, probably understood the meaning of the Demon King.
Because this battle looked like a dance - more like a performance, not a "fight".
It was a gentle display of "skills". Rather than an ugly fight that was carried out at all costs to completely defeat the opponent.
Moher turned his head and said to the two women: "When he cut me into pieces, he didn't fight like this. At that time, his sword could be said to be unsystematic, but extremely sharp and terrifying. Even I feel trembling all over when I recall it now. I thought I could see that kind of sword again. It turns out that there is still an old love!"
When she said this, the two women had to retract their eyes from the duel and rolled their eyes at Moher.
Moher spread his hands and shrugged, indicating that he had no other intentions, but simply made an evaluation.
The collision of swordsmanship, which was like dancing, lasted for about two or three minutes.
Then, Dora and A. Sion retreated and separated at the same time.
"You haven't improved in all these years?"
Doro stared at A.Xion: "If your sword is still like this, you will lose to me."
"Why don't you use the sword that killed the Demon King?"
A.Xion stared at Doro. She knew something about what happened back then. She knew clearly that in the battle with the Demon King, the brave A.Goldora entered a new realm. At the end of the battle with the Demon King, he had surpassed the realm that a "human" should have. It was precisely because of this that he made the world feel terrified. When his teammates were almost all "exhausted", at the end of the battle...
She thought countless times why she didn't participate in that last battle. Why didn't she see A.Goldora's final transformation? If she saw that scene, would she have the same feelings as those girls? Would she be able to let go of the emotion in her heart, just like Xia Di.
But she had never seen it, she had only heard some things... She had no fear of this man in her heart. Whenever she mentioned this man, she would only recall the sweet memories between them in the past... As time went by, these memories not only did not become blurred, but became clearer and more beautiful.
She had escaped from A. Godola before, and she reflected on it carefully. At that time, she could not accept that her Godola had become so decadent.
But, she should accept it.
She should face it.
(End of this chapter)
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