Moros and Allen had to go shirtless in the summer heat. At the beginning of practice Alan had tried to pose and put on a robe, only to find that the result was a distortion of movement, and within a few minutes, the heat was unbearable, so he had to take off his robe and do it shirtless.
Saki was getting hotter and hotter, and although it was not far south of Bido Heads, Alan felt that it was a very different place. Saki in summer is a total furnace!
Knee bump, ankle stomp, arms fly jaw... Moros's attacks aimed only at Alan's weak spots, and Alan, forbidden to use Arcane skills, was forced to defend himself. If he made one mistake, he would be overpowered without question. There were moments when Alan wondered if Moros remembered what had happened and took it out on him at every practice. In the beginning, no matter how much Alan struggled, it was a matter of four or five moves, and the defeat was so ugly that nothing was good, and once Moros kicked him into the wall!
Steel bone surgery with and without the same, the role is, at best, anti-beating, was put down not so painful.
Moros a knee bump was eluded by Alan, in the side of Alan finally caught Moros a slight mistake! After all this training, it took Alan a long time to realize that Moros had made a mistake! Without any hesitation, don't focus on Allen directly forward, never give way to mo mo Ross Ross, is also a strike (relative to one another, the meaning of great significance.
Alan started, Moros started behind, and Moros would generally have suffered. But before the fight, Moros ducked, and Alan went straight to the front, and the motionless Moros landed with an elbow, right in the middle of Alan's back!
"The center of gravity is not stable, do not force a shot, will certainly be beaten down," Moros said to Alan, wiping the sweat from his head. Alan, meanwhile, was lying on his stomach, gasping for air, crushed by a late move from Moros.
Moros picked Alan up, threw the Arcane into a corner, and sat down to rest himself. "It's good, though, to see that I've made some mistakes and improved."
Before Alan could speak, he heard Chuck make an extended "cut --" in a tone of endearment. Chuck was holding Alan's kettle in both hands, full of ice water that Chuck had prepared in advance with Arcane, waiting for Alan to drink when Moros had beaten him. The kettle was not very big, but it was so significant to Chuck that you had to put your hands together to carry it. The mushroom umbrella has a towel tied to it and has been soaked in cold water, which is very sweet.
"Thank you, Kaka." Alan, who had a sore back, was not too pleased. He took off the towel from the mushroom umbrella, dried his head, hung it over his shoulder, took the kettle from Chuck's hand, and began to drink.
During this time, Chuck still did not grow taller, but the mushroom umbrella slowly expanded out, and the mushroom tip was slightly bent back, as if he were wearing an old Arcane hat. In appearance, it looked less and less like Pleurotus eryngii, and more and more like the fluorescent mushroom on the map.
"Kaka, where's my water?" Moros asked after waiting a long time to see Chuck bring her water.
"Get it yourself, I can't carry it!" An unhesitating resonance rang directly in his head, making Mroslis depressed. The devil is in the bag. Chuck is much closer to Alan than he is to Moros!
Moros had to get up to fetch the water himself, and Chuck turned to Alan and held out both hands. 'Urg, do it!' At first, Kaka called Alan by his first name, but suddenly it was changed to Urg, which made Alan a little uncomfortable. What Urg meant, however, Alan could not find out, nor could Moros tell him.
"Are you terrified of the heat, Kaka?" Alan could only reach out his hand and put the mushrooms into his arms, saying with a wry smile that Bacterials were afraid of the heat. Why does Chuck need a hug in this heat? But with this touch, Alan sensed a difference in the hand. Chuck didn't know when the gel had disappeared from her body, and she was directly touching her mycelium tissue!
It seems that Kaka is also afraid of heat, only not so obvious!
'Alan, you have an outstanding talent for martial arts. It took me a long time to get better at my master's. Although I don't get hit this bad every single time." Moros finished his drink and sat down beside Alan, joking.
"How dare you say it! Alan rolled his eyes. 'Is it something to be proud of to win against an Arcane master who can only do steel bone? What if I could use the Arcane and get your pride?" Alan has gained a new understanding of martial arts under such intense training, and he will have an advantage in both attack and defense again!
Moros grinned and said, "Come to the forge tomorrow. I've got all your stuff done."
Alan nodded. It had been four months since he arrived in Saki, and Moros was only a day or two ahead of schedule. Although Moros and Alan had training assignments for each other at this time, they could not interfere with the agreement.
"What are you Arcane people, more afraid of when you meet a broken school?" At lunchtime, Moros and Alan chatted. Now they train for four or five hours a day, so they only have lunch together, and Moros has given up most of his business.
Alan thought for a moment. 'Still a blade.'
"Not the devil?
"No," Alan explained further. "To break a demon fast is to speed up our attrition, but there is rarely a war of attrition. You break the shield quickly, close fast; A quick approach is a great threat to the Arcane." The majority of the cases of the Owu against the Arcane are quick kills in melee combat. "Cutting the ice arrow and splitting the fireball looks cool, it does not affect the Arcane. At most, it's a matter of repeating the spell.
Moros was musing, but was soon interrupted by the high-pitched sound of a horn outside.
"The Yorkland Nationalist Party is the true party of the Yorkland Nation. Our purpose is to overthrow all puppet regimes and rid Yorkland of the evil rule of Sylville..."
Alan and Moros looked at each other without a word and could only show their hands in frustration.
Over a month, security conditions in Saki had deteriorated dramatically, and the Yorklands were to blame. After the coup's failure, some of them sneaked into Sachilai, and they had nothing to do during the day, so they spent all day in the city promoting their platform... And steal the dog with him.
But before, this group was small and understaffed, it wasn't enjoyable, but it didn't matter. At best, Moros is liable to be woken up by the crowd during the day, and he does what he has to do the rest of the time.
But a month ago, the Yorklanders on Saki Island suddenly became more numerous, and the group began marching in groups to promote... Steal the dog along the way.
Moros was ashamed of the leader of these men. There was nothing manly about them. They were beggars and thieves! There were at least several hundred people on Sakun Island alone. Swarms of locusts crossed the island and even broke into the residences of dignitaries. Now Yorklanders dare to drive and make noise outside their houses in Green Bay, once a quiet place. And it wasn't just the ordinary people. Many of the Sakhi nobles were offended by the political refugees!
According to the "cockroach" said, one of his uncles in the police team was about to resist. If not for the people above the pressure, I am afraid that I would have rushed out to arrest people. But now, the attitude of the great men above them seemed to waver, and if these asylum seekers were ignorant, they would be greeted with a beating!
And why the situation has suddenly become so severe, Moros has found out the full story from the Black Seeker's letters. Once Yorkland became stable, a massive purge of the remaining rebels began, and many remaining opposition strongholds were uprooted. With no choice but to speed up the evacuation to preserve their strength, the group sailed to neighboring countries, most notably Saki and Levitzk. Sensibo, a natural ally of the opposition, did his part in the evacuation. Nova and his colleagues left at least three shiploads of garbage on the doorstep of Moros.
"Captain, he's real..." Alan did not know what to say, but it was nothing to do with him. The flesh wound was healed, the material was ready, and Alan was prepared to leave Saki when he made his staff. The next stop was Apyi, who needed arcane doctors to cure his after-effects, and then to see some friends. Make another trip to Arcane Castle to see the majesty of the Holy City!
"Let's all be careful with a while. These Yorkland beggars are afraid the world won't know they're losers. I'm afraid it's getting out of hand." Moros is disturbed by Sarge's indulgence. Radical ideas are only more radical when appeased. "Sarge is not fit for life anymore. I'll be ready to go when things are over here."
Alan nodded, and as he fed Kaka his favorite snack, he said mockingly, "Not fit to run, are you, Paggio?"
Moros did not bother to retort and accepted Alan's words as if he had not heard them: "How do you make the rod? What does the energy core use?"
The material Alan was working with did not include an energy core at all, and Moros had been intrigued. It's such an apparent sounding board, but it doesn't matter. The wand is always used, and it's clear what the core of power is. But Alan wanted to remain mysterious for a moment. "Secret," he told Moros.
"Well, keep it to yourself." The blacksmith was not at all impressed. "You give me some of the extra materials. My Armada is short of materials.
"Get out! Roll as far as you can!"