'I say Paggio,' sighed Alan, 'would you mind not running to me every time you're free?'
In front of Alan, Moros was keeping Chuck company and entertaining him. When Alan called him by his real name, he could only say with the same resignation, "Alan, would you please stop calling me Pagio? Pagio is my last name for the time being. Won't it look strange when you say it easily outside?"
Since their last blunder, Alan and Moros had become surprisingly close. They had a great deal in common, were of a similar age, and had a good conversation, which included why Moros was so reluctant to move up and Alan so reluctant to move out.
"Can you blame me, Paggio? Every time I say your name, I think I'm calling a fool!" In common language, the word "Moros" has a homonym meaning stupid, and it is not known how Moros came up with the term when he was thinking of a pseudonym.
"Come on, just say my real name." Moros did not bother to explain, allowing himself to be teased by Alan, and went off again to play with Chuck.
As for Paggio's family name, Alan did look it up afterward. It seems that the Lusg family once flourished but suddenly collapsed more than a decade ago, leaving only a fragment in the history books, supposedly because of "treason". It was only true or false that Alan had reservations and would not foolishly ask, and let the matter rest, keeping secrets to himself.
Alan could not help laughing and laughing at the little fluorescent mushrooms clattering merrily. When Chuck first came back, he was so disgusted with Moros, who called him Pleurotus eryngii, that he was eager for Alan to come back and beat him, but within two days he was bought off by Moros.
Every time he came to Ellen's house, Moros would bring a homemade gadget to Chuck, sometimes a little machine or alchemy. Most of these things aren't helpful, but they're good as toys, and Moros has made them particularly flashy, to the delight of the generally elaborate and flamboyant Geri.
At first Chuck would twist his head and pretend to be willing, and then he would look at it and laugh, and finally, he would ask Ellen Moros when he would come again! As Moros came more often, the windowsill was full of toys, and Kaka could sit by the window and play with them all afternoon! And Moros, seeing that it worked, even gave up the blacksmith business, and not only did he not take much work, but when he did take work, he left it unfinished and went to Alan!
"That's a breakthrough..." Alan didn't want much to do with Mroslas, but Mroslas got to know Chuck, which in turn prompted Mroslas to get to know Alan... It was just that Alan and Moros really had a lot in common, and a lot in common, like...
'By the way, Ellen, have you heard? Fort Moore and Rania." Moros put the new toy in Chuck's hand and had a good time watching the fluorescent mushrooms and talking to Alan.
Fort Moore and Rania?
These, Alan remembered, were the two counties to the east of Levitzk, where Alan had just arrived at the time of the war between the two families, and it was said that the line had been pushed all the way down to the capital city of Moorburgh by Rania. Alan never cared what happened.
"No." Alan answered truthfully, shaking his head.
"Fort Moore is back, and Renia has cut a lot of territories." Moros shook his head and looked depressed. "The Lord of the Moors himself led the slaughter of the city. Tens of thousands were killed."
Alan nodded without saying anything. Moros knew so much about Levitzk that he was afraid that his "friend" was real. Levitzk was a county with a population of only a few hundred thousand to a few hundred thousand people. Once a unified empire, Levitzk is now a patchwork of vassals.
"Better not to fight!" "Said Moros." Talk about something else."
"What else do you want to say?" As soon as Alan heard this, he knew what Moros was trying to say. 'No material!'
"Stingy! Moros wasn't surprised by the result, "but that's not what happened today."
Alan glanced at Moros. Oh? When does the sun rise in the west?
Moreau continued without a hint of concern in response to the taunts: "Would you like to show me how to use the enchantment gear?" Although Mo Screw can better use their broken magic dagger, but this is also a kind of Arcane, not Arcane, always a little bit of meaning. And an Arcane can never be better understood than an Arcane, who works with Arcane energy daily!
'No! Alan was rough and did not pretend to throw Moros directly back.
"Come on, do you remember what you were wearing when we first met?"
What are you wearing? Alan recalled quickly the first time he had met Moros, on the introduction of Captain Nova, in the usual three-piece robe, trousers, and boots... Wait!
What was wrong? He was afraid that people in the black market would be unreasonable. In order to escape quickly, he was wearing wind boots!
"How can you remember this after all this time?"
"It's only been a month!"
"You shameless son of a bitch, you knew me then?"
"Don't fart. I didn't know you at that time. What did I know about you?"
Alan thought for a moment, then refused: 'No!' I don't know why. I don't think Moros has a pure motive.
When he said no to Alan's advice, Moros made no sign of it and continued to say with a cheeky smile, "Don't worry, it's not for nothing! In exchange, I can teach you martial arts!"
Alan shook his head. 'No, I don't want an Arcane to learn martial arts. I don't want both.'
'Ellen, don't say that! Last time you used martial arts: disarm, don't you have a nose and eyes?" Moros's voice became a little smirking at this point. Alan and the Biddu-head swordsman had learned a terrible three-legged catfight, and if they were two ordinary men, they would not have given up their weapons or lost their hands. "And you don't need to be a sorcerer, you know something about fighting an Arcane against an Owu!"
"Don't learn! Alan thought briefly and added, "You can't beat me anyway."
"Then do you believe I'll take care of you in three ways without calling you Kaka?" Moros seemed to have been waiting long to say this, and it came out exceptionally smoothly.
"Ellen, against him!" "Said Chuck, who had been playing with his toys, with a magic voice that Alan could hardly resist. But subjectively, he did not believe Moros's grandiose claims.
"You see, after what Kaka said, you can't sit back, can you?" Mroslas seized his moment and pressed forward, making it hard for Alan to say no!
Gritting his teeth, Alan thought: It's no use measuring your three moves! Then he stood away and said to Moros, "Three tricks! Just so you know, if I overuse the arcane and my head hurts, it doesn't count! If you can't, get out of here!"
"Well, no need!
Seeing that Moros was unarmed and had not even brought a magic dagger, Alan asked, "You don't use a knife?"
"What will I do with a knife if Kaka doesn't give you soft armor?"
This is blatant contempt! Alan's heart flared up, and he shouted, "Come!"
Moros said nothing, and as soon as Alan had finished speaking, he lunged forward with his knife in front of his face! There was a twist of the hand, and the blade suddenly turned to the side of the neck, just as Moros had done that night!
But that was all Alan could do! Add the arms of the steel bone, so directly to the mock dagger hand knife!
The two arms connected, and Alan's right arm swung outwards, sending Moros's knife off course. Alan had hardly had time to rejoice when he felt the tightness of his right calf. Looks like a dagger straight to the key. In fact, has been deep behind the enemy!
When Moros kicked him hard, Alan was a little wobbly. Before he knew it, Alan had taken another hard elbow to the jaw! If it had been possible for Alan to regain his footing, he had lost all sense of direction after this blow! With his head back and his feet forward, Alan fell to the floor. A moment later, he opened his eyes and saw that Moros's knife was completely resting on his Adam's apple. If the sword of Moros was his evil dagger, then it was up to him to kill and cut!
"Sorry about the four moves, but do you learn them?" Moros looked down at Alan with an air of triumph, and there was no hint of the possibility that Alan would refuse.
"Are you on aphrodisiac?" Alan rose to his feet, astonished at the result. Before it was 50-50, how did it turn into a one-sided relationship? Today he was a little light on the enemy, but not so much!
"For one thing, we are close today, and I came from farther away that day, so you have time to prepare; And number two, you didn't play at all!" Moros went straight to the explanation. "Calves, ankles, jaws, you never defend!"
"Of course, your greatest vulnerability is the waist eye! I didn't kick you today because you didn't have soft armor. I was afraid I would kick you, but you know how badly I kicked you last time!"
"The Arcane is invincible at long range, of course, but would you fight if you really moved?"
Alan thought back to his last stop in the Moros basement. When Moros missed, he hit Alan straight in the eye, and Alan felt the hammer's impact and flew backward. In the end Alan won, so he didn't pay much attention to the details, but after Moros showed him today, Alan finally knew how serious his problem was! On the other hand, when Moros had time to revert to Allen's attacking and defensive mode, he went straight to the weakest point and made a few moves to defeat the enemy!
"Learn! What enchantment equipment do you have now? I can teach you." At this point, it's useless to say more. Alan agreed directly to Moros's request that the Arcane master learn the art in exchange for helping the warrior familiarize himself with enchanted equipment.
"Secondary weapons, breastplate, shin plate." "The secondary weapon is the magic dagger, the breastplate with the steel bone, the shin plate with the explosive force. I haven't done anything else yet. I can familiarize myself with these three."
At this point, Alan asked, "Paggio, what are you going to do if I don't fight you?"
'You'll agree! Moros sounded confident as if he had been prepared for this.
But when it came to Alan's ears, the meaning of the words immediately changed, and a piercing voice ran through his head: "Alan, against him!"
Really?
The Arcane looked at Kaka not far away, only to see the little guy's mushroom umbrella constantly bit by bit, but also in a little shy fluster, said: "Not me!"
Depend! I hope you guys are working together! And you, Kaka, you switched sides so fast!