Alien world

Chapter 1335 257. New Questions

"Princess, are you sure?"

"Ok!"

In the hall of the mountain stronghold, facing Princess Joan's determination, Qiao Di had no choice but to pick up the sword and stand in front of her: "Princess, prepare to block, I'm going to attack!"

The Freedom Gang had recently ignored the demands of the Oyster Gang - which meant that conflict between them would soon break out.

So they don’t have much time and can only learn a little at a time.

Joan held the sword tightly in both hands and watched Jodie's movements closely.

She didn't want to hide behind everyone.

Apart from selling things, she can't do anything. The more she stands among these people, the more she feels like a waste and a fake... It's better to go to the front line than to suffer in the back.

Even if I die in battle, I will die on the battlefield and my name can be engraved in the Liberty City Cemetery!

Jody moved and stabbed out with an ordinary sword, but even so, Joan, who was distracted, was half a beat slow to react, and was stabbed in the chest by the wooden stick cut into the shape of a wooden sword. She took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

"I..." Jody froze in embarrassment.

Joan climbed up: "Come again!"

Ten seconds later, Joan fell to the ground again and bounced up as if she had sat on an icicle.

"Come again!"

"continue!"

"I'm alright!"

When Elimois walked in, Joan was bruised and covered in dirt, but Jody didn't even have a mark on his body.

After landing on her butt again, Joan didn't get up, but just sat there gasping for breath: "Why can't I hit you?"

“Uh… your skills are a little rusty,” Jody said, trying not to sound so harsh.

"I don't even know how to do that... It's okay, keep going!"

Fortunately, Joan is a genuine professional, and her physical strength can withstand endless beatings.

After being blocked and repelled for who knows how many times, Joan couldn't help but ask, "Is this the strength of an elite?"

"In fact, I am only fighting you with the strength of a 2nd...1st level warrior."

"I understand……"

Joan pursed her lips tightly. She was no different from a professional warrior. She was even worse than...

In that moment of distraction, Joan was hit in the stomach by Jody's rapier. She took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

bang——

The breath she had been holding on to was thrown away, and Joan suddenly felt as if all the bones in her body were falling apart, and she couldn't get up.

"take a break."

Elimoas came over.

"That's what I meant."

Jody said with beads of sweat on his forehead - he was not tired, but nervous because he was worried that something might happen to the princess.

"I have not……"

Ilimoyas looked down at Joan, who was lying on the ground. "Even a dragon needs to rest."

"All right……"

Elimoas chanted pleasant dragon language magic, and Joan's physical pain and fatigue quickly disappeared, and her mental fatigue was also greatly reduced.

"Thank you, Sister Ilimoyas..."

Joan pushed herself up onto the floor.

Fortunately, the floor of the cottage hall was paved with wooden boards, otherwise she would not have been able to get up after falling a few times.

"Teacher Qiao Di, what is my strength comparable to?"

"Well... they are militiamen who have undergone one or two years of training." Jody was no longer euphemistic this time and chose to tell the truth.

Because he realized that Joan was serious, she really wanted to go to the front. Joan stood up at this time.

"I'm rested, Teacher Jody!"

The hall of the mountain village once again recalled the woman's panting, the woman's groaning in pain, the woman's roar...

So when Annan was teleported to Elimoyas' side, he looked at Joan covered in blood and Jodie confronting her, and couldn't figure out the situation for a moment.

"Did you rebel or did Joan rebel?"

Elimoas just watched like that... Did she betray him?

"drink!"

Joan took advantage of Jodie's distraction and rushed over to hit him at least once, but all the sword sweeps she made were blocked.

Taking a few steps back, she panted, "I'm asking Teacher Jodi to teach me some tricks."

"Princess Joan wants to go to the battlefield." Jody winked at Annan frantically, as if hoping he could dissuade the princess.

Annan pondered: "Is it too late to learn combat skills now?"

“She does whatever she likes,” said Elimois.

Annan naturally would not intervene. He stood by and watched for a while. He vaguely realized that Joan wanted to rely on high-intensity combat to engrave the skills into her instincts.

Just like the caster is meditating even while sleeping, the succubus will unconsciously move its intestines while sleeping.

Jody had something to say to Annan, but Joan's repeated nagging distracted him, so he had to deliberately expose a flaw during a fight to allow Joan to hit him.

The wooden sword hit Jody's chest lightly, but it made Joan stand there in disbelief: "I hit him?"

"Congratulations, it only took you two hours to go from knowing nothing to being able to hurt me," Jody praised sincerely.

Training cannot be just strict, it also requires appropriate encouragement.

"I did it? I did it!" Joan raised her hands and cheered towards Annan and Elimayas.

Annan caught a glimpse of a smile on Elimoyas's cheek.

"Take a break."

Annan said this to the embarrassed Joan, who immediately sat on the ground with her legs crossed in an ungraceful manner.

Jody came over and said, "I think the princess is suitable to learn from Gloria."

"Really?" Joan was surprised.

Gloria is the master, much more powerful than Jodi, and she is also a woman.

"That's fake. He's saying you fight like a mad woman." Annan exposed it mercilessly.

Jody scratched his face with a wry smile and explained, "Any skill requires months of hard training. It's hard to learn anything in just a few days. But for a berserker like Gloria, all he needs is the courage to move forward."

Joan was thoughtful, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Why are you here?" Jody finally had the chance to talk to Annan.

"Killian is dead. There's no point in staying here any longer. My wanted posters will probably be all over the Broken Mountains tomorrow."

The strength of Huangjin City is similar to what Annan thought, and on the surface they are equally strong - that is, Annan does not use those special means.

"By the way, let me introduce him to you. He is Mr. Mora. He is half one of us."

Annan pointed at Mora beside him and said, "As for Aga, he hid as soon as he came.

Jody, the would-be paladin, nodded in friendship to Mora, the former dark elf.

Joan regained some strength and ran to find Gloria in a hurry. Annan walked around the village and felt that he was not needed here.

Black Widow asked him to return to Liberty City - the liberation of the Broken Mountains had to be carried out slowly anyway, and there was no point in Annan staying here.

Annan shook his head. He vaguely felt that the problem of the Broken Mountains was not as simple as "the conflict between nobles and commoners."

Lord Raymond's desire for power and wealth is pathological, and the Stoun ratmen have left this place in ruins. What role does the Church of Wealth play in this, and what kind of people are the wanderers...

"I'll go check on Little Small."

(End of this chapter)