The Disqualified Young Master Will Not Bow to the Villainous Female Lead

Then, the silver ring on Claire's right ring finger emitted a faint glow.

She activated the space spell engraved in the ring.

——This ring was also given to me by Faro.

The short sword "White Fang" that was paired with "Yao Ye" suddenly appeared in his left hand.

"I'm going to ask you this for the first and last time."

"Is Farlow here?"

The tone of the Ninth Order Sword Master was icy cold.

But no one replied.

Or rather, no one dared to answer.

"Then I will take silence as your reply."

The Blood Blades stared at her movements intently.

The next second, her body turned into a shadow and flew past.

So fast!

Claire was like an approaching storm, with strong winds and fighting spirit dancing together. Amidst the shattering wind and clouds, a point of obsidian broke out from the blade.

The blood blade that was close was directly knocked away by the scabbard.

His body twisted in strange postures in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, his life or death unknown.

This was because Claire was holding back.

Otherwise she was afraid it would be smashed to pieces.

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at the same time.

The hungry red-haired girl in front of the dining car suddenly looked up.

I seemed to smell the breath of crime.

ps: The update is so horrible, Li Ge kowtows to everyone to apologize.

ps: Today's 4k will be updated twice, and four more will be updated tomorrow.

Chapter 60: My good brothers worth fifty dollars are endless!

As Faro's classmate.

Fantine was naturally invited to participate in this exhibition.

Although she has no interest in potions or anything like that.

But since she participated in the Faro inheritance ceremony, she understood one thing.

——No matter where it is, as long as there is a banquet, there will be food.

Although Fantine was no longer short of money, she still had the good habit of thriftiness engraved in her bones.

Try to get free meals if you can.

It is worth mentioning that she bought a ring with the money given to her by Faro.

It was the same ring as Faro's, with a space spell imprint engraved on it, and could be used to store weapons.

This way she could always carry Orfnigan with her.

The only downside is that this ring is ridiculously expensive.

Fantine cherished the money given by Farot very much and calculated every penny carefully.

Spending a huge amount of money to buy a ring was more painful than cutting her flesh.

Ever since she was rejected by Celia and Leshiti last time, Fantine ran home to ask the Holy Sword.

The Holy Sword told him that this was most likely due to Farrow's influence on history.

This made Fantine feel very conflicted.

Orfnigan's whispers echoed in her mind.

"Faro Walsh, the Deep Mage, the Spirit of Chaos. If you keep him, it will sow the seeds of disaster sooner or later."

"But he doesn't look hostile to me, does he?"

"Why would he give me so much money if he wanted to kill me?"

To be honest, Faro was really nice to her.

"He is the one who changed fate without permission, and he has such a good relationship with those villains. Who knows if he has any intentions behind this."

Suddenly, the holy sword sensed a powerful wave.

It shouted solemnly.

"Fan Tine, I sense that there are several extraordinary people fighting nearby, very close to us."

"I suggest you go and have a look."

The girl finished the last piece of meat on the plate.

Then stand up.

What is this? This is an adventure that belongs only to the protagonist Feng Aotian!

Fantine knew it all too well.

"Come on, let me see who is causing trouble here."

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For a time, the whole land was filled with howls.

Several Blood Blades who were close to the attack were immediately knocked away, caught off guard and unable to defend themselves.

After losing nearly one-third of its manpower in succession.

They immediately changed their tactics.

He distanced himself from Claire and used his high mobility and the Alchemy Hounds and Alchemy Warhawks he released to distract her.

Hounds ran wildly, war eagles soared high, and crows circled.

These are special military branches and armed forces used by the Parliament to carry out decapitation operations, and all of them have experienced the baptism of war and killing.

The tactical instructions Julian gave them were the ones used when encircling and suppressing high-risk individuals on the battlefield.

Everyone was about 20 meters away from Claire, and they were moving at high speed.

Use spells to reduce Claire's resistance, and then Blood Blade will cast spells from time to time to consume her energy.

The key is that when the enemy advances, I retreat; when the enemy retreats, I attack.

This tactic has worked well in the past.

But Claire's terrifying physical fitness is not something to be trifled with.

Even though she was wearing high heels, she still walked very fast on the ground, making it impossible for the blood blades and alchemical weapons to accurately lock onto her position.

Almost all of the spells missed their targets.

Claire only felt her steps become slightly heavier, and the negative effects of the spell on her were minimal.

The silver and black figures moved back and forth, avoiding the magical attacks from the sky.

He also casually chased after the hounds and kicked them to pieces.

Then she seemed annoyed.

He looked up at the sky, his eyes fixed on the circling alchemical war eagles.

These things don't count as human lives, so you can just kill them as cleanly as possible.

Then, she held White Fang in her hand and suddenly drew the knife.

The blade of the dagger actually broke away from the scabbard and flew out at a high speed.

A Blood Blade in the air was startled and immediately dodged to the side.

The cold blade brushed past his cheek and almost hit him, and finally the blade pierced the spire behind him.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the purple moon steel wire on the tail of the knife also flew into the sky.

As the blade was fixed to the spire, the steel wire drew an invisible line of death in the air.

An Alchemical Warhawk followed closely behind, following the Blood Blade.

However, its body was suddenly split into two in mid-air, and its wings were still flapping, as if it had not yet realized that it had been damaged.

Finally, it lost control and crashed to the ground, disappearing in an instant.

The other end of the steel wire was on the handle of the knife in Claire's hand.

As she shuttled across the ground at high speed.

Not only did he dodge the dense spell attacks, but he also cut the alchemical weapons in the sky.

Soon, the alchemical warhawks crashed one after another, and the intensive spell attacks also decreased a lot.

It was not until the sky was cleared that Julian discovered the clue.

He immediately yelled:

"Be careful of the steel wires in the air! Don't hit them!"

Purple Moon Steel is the strongest steel known on the continent.

Its hardness and toughness are enough to pull a ship with a steel wire made of Purple Moon Steel.

At the same time, it can cut iron like mud, its sharpness is self-evident.

They had just seen how the alchemical weapon was cut by the steel wire.

Even the hard metal shell was cut open with ease. If I bump into it...

There is no doubt that he would be dismembered on the spot.

Just as the blood blades in the air were moving away from the wire.

Claire actually pulled the handle of the knife and pulled herself up!

Just like when she took Faro and flew between buildings in the city of Einburg using steel wires.

Her unparalleled strength is enough to ignore weights several times greater than her own.

Easily pull yourself up into the air.

Xue Ren looked at Claire flying up as if he saw the god of death coming to take his life.

They released the Light Feather Technique one after another, turned in the air, and flew away from Claire at a rapid speed.

However, Claire did not chase them, but pulled herself up to the top of the spire along the wire.

After she pulled out the white tooth, she immediately turned around and adjusted her direction.

The length of [Obsidian] was nearly two meters, almost taller than Claire herself. At this moment, she inserted the Obsidian into the spire and stood vertically on the tower.

The elegant and sharp posture stunned everyone below, including Vera.

Bang-!

Then, Claire exerted force with her tense thighs.

The whole person was blasted out like a cannonball, the air around her feet vibrated violently as if boiling, and a sonic boom cloud like white mist unfolded magnificently!

The target was the group of bloody blades escaping from him.

Claire flipped her body in the air.

The slender calves turned into deadly weapons, and the white skin left a residual shadow in the air.

Kicked a Blood Blade vertically down.