Chris's Faith of Fire

Since it was just a practice, everyone scattered after the competition, as if nothing had happened here. Only the warrior named Skala glared at him, and then left with heavy steps.

"Sorry, I lost."

When no one was left here, Noelle looked apologetically at Zelodia, who had been watching the battle.

The green-haired beast princess shook her head.

"You can deceive them but you can't deceive me. You are too strong. You can even deal with that arrogant person easily... shouldn't you..."

The boy drank from the water bottle handed over by Zelotia. The spring water moistened his throat and brought him back to life after the fierce battle.

Hearing the change in the princess's tone, he turned his head, but the princess just smiled softly when she saw his innocent appearance, and then said: "No, nothing."

Several days had passed since Zelodia had dinner with her alone. After that, she took Noelle to other camps of the beast tribe and let him practice fighting with real beast tribe warriors. The princess knew how to proceed step by step. She let Noelle fight lower-level warriors, and then slowly raised the level until even the top warriors were no match for Noelle.

"I want to know something. You were still in a tough fight against second- and third-rate warriors at the beginning. Why did you become braver as you fought? Is it because you were hiding your strength?"

"No, I wasn't familiar with their fighting methods at first. In fact, there are many differences between orcs and humans...I mean fighting methods." His eyes accidentally glanced at the princess's long rabbit ears, and he hurriedly turned his head Lower down, so as not to make Zelodia think he was rude.

She picked up a towel and helped Noelle wipe the sweat on the back of her neck. As soon as she bent over, her open breasts were clearly displayed under the boy's eyes. Noelle's face turned red, but Zelotti Ya just smiled softly and continued to ask: "Huhu, then what is different~"

"Well, the long swords we use can thrust, so there are many styles of human swordsmanship that focus on thrusting. Even rapiers exist almost for duels, but the scimitar you use is different. This kind of weapon Flexible and agile, if mounted on a horse it would become an extension of the arm, even suitable for looting and attacking infantry, but it is not suitable for dueling, both in terms of distance and defense."

"I see...you can actually understand so much after just a few games. Master Noel is really a genius."

"It's over, that's not the case at all. I'm still close."

"No, you are too modest. Why did you let it go just now?"

"I don't want to cause trouble...it's just practice." Noelle lowered his voice. His personality was like this, too gentle.

"But now you have really become a thorn in Skala's side. He is a strong man who never refuses to give up. Even if everyone is fooled, you can't deceive him."

"That's it."

Noelle was a little disappointed. "I just want to be strong, but I don't want to get into trouble."

"The strong will carry all kinds of troubles throughout their lives. Until they are buried in the tomb, their troubles will be buried with glory."

"That's it."

The young man responded softly. He thought of Ladia, and then of Chris.

Ladia is an out-and-out strong person, both in terms of her strength and her strong will, but what about Chris.

She was weak... Even though the young man didn't want to comment on his fiancée like this, he still had to admit it.

But she still has potential. The princess in front of her is the successor of the Wind Elf. Her strength is obvious to both herself and her sister. Then she can become a similar strong person after inheriting Salamandercris. Perhaps it is because of her Only when he became stronger did he make up his mind to leave his own doorstep and put down the ring.

Noelle touched his neck, and the gemstone ring hanging on it sparkled.

This small gesture did not escape Zelodia's eyes.

"It's a very beautiful thing. I heard that human society loves mining ores..."

"Don't the beasts have any?"

"The ancient elders of the Fairy Tribe kept the crystals containing Mana in the temple. However, the Orcs have always advocated force. After all, gems are just decorations. Gold and silver with higher plasticity are more in line with their aesthetics."

"I see, this is my gift to my fiancée..."

"Fiancée? Remember that you are the eldest son of the Shahavier family, so the person you want to marry is..."

"Princess Crystal of Garnet." The boy replied immediately. The moment he mentioned this name, his face was filled with a happy smile, as if the name alone made him extremely proud.

"Do you mind asking me where the princess is?"

The young man raised his head and saw that the stars were gradually rising into the clouds.

He remembered Taylor's words before, they were still in the land of the beasts, and he couldn't say anything.

But Noelle didn't want to lie to this beautiful Princess Zelodia.

"His whereabouts are unknown, and I'm searching."

"is there any news?"

"I don't know yet..."

"Then when will you find it?"

"Until I give up voluntarily."

The princess looked into the boy's eyes. She knew how serious the boy was with such an expression, and she couldn't change anything.

"May the beasts bless you, brave warrior."

"Thank you, Princess Zelotia."

She shook her head.

"I am also a woman. Of course I know how happy it is to have a man who yearns for me."

"There should be many men pursuing you."

"Haha." She smiled bitterly. "I haven't seen a single one... Even if I use Sylph's eyes and let the west wind drift across the entire continent, I may not be able to find such a man."

"Your Highness..."

"Unlike your excellent fighting ability, Noel, you are surprisingly slow when it comes to love."

"Ugh?"

"Then there will be a battle at the Beast King's Choice. I would like to recommend you. If you help me win, I will go find Princess Crystal. As long as she survives, I will bring her back to you. "

"Thank you, thank you, Your Highness...but..."

Noelle wanted to ask more questions, but Zelodia waved her hand and left.

The topic was interrupted just like that.

What does princess mean?

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The grassland is too cold at night. Taylor is very busy today and his sister Sylvie is also resting.

Recently, she had been accompanying Princess Zelodia during the day, but Zelodia didn't seem to let her help her much.

Zelodia wanted to become the Beast King. Regardless of whether she could become a qualified Beast King, she promised that she could find Chris, so Noelle clenched his fists. He wanted to help that person. A beautiful half-orc princess.

But the young man did not want his sister to be involved in this matter.

Sylvie was much weaker than Noelle, and as the older brother, the boy did not want his sister to participate in such a fight.

He was lying on a hill in the grassland tonight, blowing the evening wind from the sky, and counting the stars in the sky.

Is Chris looking at the same sky as herself on this land?

When he thought of this, he took a deep breath, stood up and patted the grass on his body.

It's time to go back, Sylvie will be worried if you stay too long.

At this moment, a sword was inserted into the soil, and the sound made Noelle immediately get up.

He looked to the side.

The dark-skinned young man with short hair who had won over him during the day was beside him, about five lar away from him.

He held a two-handed sword instead of the scimitar commonly used by the orcs, and his wolf ears trembled slightly.

It seemed like he was uneasy, like he wanted to say something again, and he was a little nervous.

Noelle was at a loss. Although he had fought against the other party, he had no experience in talking, and he could only speak a few words in Beast King.

Was he still looking for a fight with him, but he didn't have a weapon on him?

Or is he planning to come directly and chop himself to death?

In that case, there would be no need to stick the sword in the soil and stand outside the range of five ral.

After thinking for a long time, he made eye contact with the young man in front of him.

Remember his name is Scala.

"ayubovan! Scala (Hello! Scala)"

What to say next, shall we have dinner together?But at this time, the other party seemed to have already had dinner.

Noelle felt dizzy.

But then the other party spoke first.

"Hello, brave...war, warrior!"

He spoke Common Tongue, and although it was extremely awkward, people could still understand what he meant.

"Please, teach me... how to use this."

Pointing to the long sword in his hand, the young man said sincerely.

Chapter 147 147. Genius——2

Noelle took the wooden stick he picked up and swung it hard. The sword in Scala's hand was no longer stable.

"Pay attention!" Noelle shouted, and the orc warrior looked upwards. However, Noelle's wooden stick whizzed out from the left, and the wooden stick hit the warrior's arm hard.

"It's not over yet!" He continued to attack, raising his sword again this time, but slashing in the completely opposite direction.

Scala wanted to adapt to the rhythm of a teenager, but he found that he was wrong.

When he was holding a machete, he could barely fight against him, but after using the weapons that the opponent was good at, he was like a child who had just entered school and could only be beaten by the teacher with a wooden stick, without the slightest ability to fight back.

"I will continue to attack!"

Noelle didn't stop his hands as he spoke. His movements were like a strong wind, and people could only see the dark brown afterimage of the stick, and then there was a muffled sound, and then the boy continued to look for other people. direction of attack.

"Uh, uh!" Skala's wolf ears twitched. He tried to use his eyes, ears and even his sense of smell to observe the boy's movements, but when he didn't get any results, he got a blow. After more than a dozen of these After some back and forth he discovered the crux of the problem.

It's because I'm too slow.

Noelle raised the wooden stick, and Scala thought he was going to change the direction of attack again, but he thought wrong. This time Noelle struck straight down from above, using all his strength, without any unnecessary movements, it was perfect. A blow.

The sword in Skala's hand fell.

"I, I lost." Skala's common language is not bad. At least he can communicate with the boy. As the ace of the Gray Blade clan, he has to learn more than just wielding a scimitar. At the same time, he can also He can play the lira, and speaks the common language so poorly, but he has never been very practical.

"It doesn't matter. There is no victory or defeat in practice. It is a normal psychology for a fighter to want to learn what the opponent is good at. I also improved during the battle with Scala."

"Can you use a machete?" he asked the boy in front of him.

"No, but through many battles I understand your fighting style. The scimitar is very easy to use." Noelle stood up and gestured.

"The curvature of this weapon can double the strength of the arm, but it can only be used in cutting and splitting." He said and demonstrated, hoping that Skara would fully understand the difference between the two.

Then he picked up the sword in Skala's hand.

"The weight of a long sword is generally less than 2 kiral. Although the scimitar is very light, about half the weight of a long sword, it cannot exert a defensive advantage when fighting in close combat. In human swordsmanship, the upper half of the sword close to the hand The body is called the strong sword body, and the lower half is called the weak sword body. The strong sword body can exert more force and the weak sword body is faster. When the swords are connected, I will hit yours with the strong sword body. Weak sword body, and then be able to block the blade with the sword, so you will be passive."

Although Scala didn't fully understand, he relied on Noelle's gestures and his instinct as a warrior to fully understand what the boy meant.

"Tell me this...next time, you may not be able to win."

"Hahaha, I think we can learn more only by sharing fighting skills. My father told me to be honest with others."

Scala handed a kettle to Noelle, and the two of them sat on the grass. Scala’s forehead was already covered with beads of sweat due to the practice just now, but he found that the boy in front of him was still not breathing very much. He was also defeated in the morning. It took ten warriors to fight him, and he still seemed to be full of concentration, which was simply beyond ordinary people.

"You...are blessed by the elves."

"Huh?" Even though the two of them spoke the same language, they often had different expressions. Skala thought about it and replied to Noelle again, "You have a lot of talents."

"Talent, Princess Zelodia also said something similar."

"My lord... you don't say that often. You know, she is a person who was born with many blessings and curses."

"Curse?" Noelle noticed what he said, but the orc wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm and did not continue to answer.

"I, we don't say bad things behind other people's backs."

"Ah, sorry..."

He shook his head slightly.

"You are a kind man, warrior."

"My name is Noelle, Scala."