At this moment, Lane's heart could be said to be truly filled with thousands of grass-mud-horse warcraft galloping past.
How could he meet her here!
One of the five demon generals under the Demon King, Octavia!
The last time Lane met this demon general was at the border.
That battle was the most difficult battle of Lane's life.
Compared to Octavia, Lane's physical condition was originally slightly inferior, and the magic he used had extremely limited effects on this demon general.
Fortunately, in the end, Lane still relied on his superb swordsmanship to defeat this demon general.
Since then, Lane hasn't seen her again.
Until now...
Because it was Octavia who initiated the attack first, her huge sword was pressing on top of Lane's long sword.
The huge and unparalleled force made Lane slightly bend his knees for a moment, but soon, Lane straightened his knees again and looked at Octavia without fear, smiling faintly and saying:
"Oh, we meet again. Loser, why did you come to Orcutt College?"
Hearing this, the anger in Octavia's eyes intensified, and the strength in her hand increased a few points:
"You sword poser! If it weren't for you, would I come here?!"
The reason why she said Lane was a sword poser was because in Octavia's eyes, once Lane threw away his long sword, he would be nothing!
-- Tsk, I didn't eat much at noon.
Originally, Lane didn't think there was anything, but once he confronted Octavia, the drawback of not eating enough at noon manifested.
However, it was still enough to deal with Octavia.
Although his physical strength was still rapidly depleting, Lane still appeared to be at ease and raised his eyebrows and said:
"You... Could it be that after losing to me, you were directly demoted to an attendant?"
"Ahhh!!" Octavia became even more irritable. Clearly, Lane guessed right and hit her sore spot.
Opportunity!
A glint flashed in Lane's eyes. Taking advantage of the moment when Octavia's breath was disordered, he was about to draw his sword!
"Hey, hey! Over there! If you want to fight, go outside and fight!!"
Just then, the angry shout of the sword-testing ground manager came from afar.
As the voice fell, Lane and Octavia both put away their weapons, faced the sword-testing ground manager, and shouted in unison:
"Sorry! Extremely sorry!!"
Watching the sword-testing ground manager turn and leave, Octavia looked at Lane and said in a low voice:
"You've become weaker. If I fight you again, I will definitely not lose to you!"
Lane shrugged indifferently:
"Think whatever you want. Isn't it fine if I don't fight you?"
Octavia: "... As the head of the Dark Corrosion Knight Order, don't you even have the courage to fight against a defeated opponent again?"
Lane wasn't affected by Octavia's provocation and said:
"Your words are useless. I'm not the head of any knight order now, just like you're no longer a demon general."
Lane's last paragraph undoubtedly once again hit Octavia's sore spot.
Octavia gritted her teeth. In the blink of an eye, her hand had already reached the hilt of the huge sword.
Seeing this, Lane raised his hand towards the distance: "Manager!"
Octavia: "..."
Was this still the cold and dignified head of the Dark Corrosion Knight Order on the battlefield? How could he be so mean!
Helplessly, Octavia could only unwillingly remove her hand from the hilt and clench it into a fist silently.
"Oh, don't be angry. How about we bury the hatchet?"
Lane smiled and patted Octavia's shoulder armor, looking very familiar.
Octavia slapped Lane's hand away and said coldly: "Don't bother me."
"Don't be so cold. Now we're both just ordinary attendants. Our young ladies are classmates."
"You're so noisy."
"How's life as an attendant? I feel that being a butler is much more comfortable than being in the knight order."
"You're so annoying. Go away!"
Seeing that Octavia was already somewhat exasperated, Lane stopped teasing her and instead focused his gaze on Nanali in the sword-testing ground.
The tutor of the sword-testing ground first led the students to consolidate the sword moves they had taught, then taught a new one, and then let the students disperse to practice on their own.
The students were basically gathered in groups of two or three. Some sparred with each other using wooden swords, while others exchanged moves against the wooden dummies together.
Only Nanali stood alone in the corner of the sword-testing ground, just like in the classroom. She held a wooden sword in her hand and kept slashing at a wooden dummy.
But this time, Nanali's situation wasn't forced. Many noble young ladies actually came to find Nanali, but were all politely refused by Nanali. Because Nanali could tell that their purpose in finding her wasn't just to practice with her. They were clearly aiming for Lane!
Although Nanali had now escaped the predicament of being sneered at by her classmates, she wasn't happy at all.
Nanali was long accustomed to the sneers and taunts.
But if Lane was taken away, then Nanali's spiritual pillar would probably really collapse.
After all, it was because of Lane that Nanali came out of her muddled state. If Lane suddenly left, then in Nanali's world, she would be alone again.
Although she was somewhat preoccupied, Nanali still slashed at the wooden dummy with great effort.
Meanwhile, Lane also saw how talented Nanali was in swordsmanship.
Well, the balance was very poor, the reaction ability was much worse, the accuracy of the stabbing sword was too low, the grip on the sword was unstable, and there was no sense of the sword...
Sss -
Lane couldn't help frowning.
Lane could tell that Nanali actually hadn't given up on herself and had practiced alone for a long time.
But... The effect was minimal.
This kind of talent issue really couldn't be compensated for by actual combat or diligent practice.
Usually when encountering such a person, Lane's advice would be for them to never touch a sword in this lifetime.
And looking at the swordsmanship of the other students, Lane found that among these students, Nanali was still at the bottom...
Being at the bottom in magic and still at the bottom in swordsmanship, yet Nanali was working so hard. No wonder there were so many people without magic talent, but this group of people insisted on targeting Nanali.
Finally, Lane couldn't help but ask Rowling: "Must this swordsmanship be learned?"
"It must be learned, and there will be an exam every quarter."
Lane: "..."
"Mr. Lane, this... Can't even you teach it?"
Seeing Lane's reaction, Rowling asked worriedly.
In fact, Rowling had always felt that Lane could change Nanali's talent in swordsmanship just like he changed Nanali's talent in magic.