Facing everyone's surprised eyes, the visitor directly called out Jote Brown's name.From the cries of the people, it is already known that the identity of the person who came is prominent-the dean of the study of mystical knowledge.He wore a round Baker's hat on his head, but he was wearing baggy pajamas and pajamas, and he was holding a cane in his left hand, but no one in the audience dared to laugh at his casual outfit.Jobbutron looked at the visitor, his face filled with joy at the reunion.The man walked up to Jobbutran and opened his arms, "Long time no see, kid."
How can you, a two-legged person, be more miserable than my three-legged one?
”With that, he smiled and rubbed Jobutland's messy hair."
Teacher, it's a pleasure to see you again."
Jote Brown, who has been strictly controlling his emotions, couldn't hold back his tears at this time, and the tears and the bitterness of the past period of time burst out from his heart at this moment of reunion.Since the death of Umr, Jot Brown has not seen Arnold again.He had been through so much in the past few days.When he saw that Arnold had grown old, he was still the same as he had been back then, and the joy of reuniting after a long absence made his dusty memories resurface from the depths of his mind one by one."
Ahem, pay attention to the environment, you stinky boy."
Arnold tapped Jot Brown on the head, but his eyes were full of pampering.Jot Brown reacted, blushing and wiping tears from his cheeks with his sleeve.Seeing this, everyone immediately talked about it, but the boy who had been illuminated by Jot Brown with holy light got up from the ground, stared back and forth at Jot Brown and Arnold, and then said loudly and angrily, "I said, how could such a good university as Miskatonic recruit a disabled cripple."
It turned out to be a relational household.Tsk tsk. ”This sentence clearly reached the ears of everyone in the paid area, and Hull, the vice president of the student union, immediately changed his face when he heard this."
This idiot!
Is someone at the dean's level that he can provoke?!
”Hull was about to scold, but the chairman next to him grabbed Hull's shoulder, "Don't shame the student union." ”When Hull heard this, he immediately reacted.If he went out to play a round for his stupid brother at this time, people would not care about the identity of the two brothers, but about the identity of his student vice president.At this moment, his position has become extremely embarrassing.Hull took two deep breaths, forcibly calmed himself down, and then ripped off the right sleeve of the uniform he was wearing, "From today onwards, I, Helcalgary, have severed brotherhood with Folk Calgary. ”Hull's ease of life has made many in the student council look at him differently, but Arnold's reaction is unexpected.With a hint of a smile, Arnold looked back at Frank Calgary, the clamor of the boys.He smiled and asked, "What department are you from?"
”Furk was stunned when he heard this, and replied stiffly, "Military Department." ”"Then since it's a military department, you should be familiar with combat skills, right?"
Arnold said, throwing a look at Jot Brown.Jot Brown nodded slightly, and took a small, round-tipped knife from the table to butter bread and held it in his hand.When Falk heard this, he immediately understood what Arnold meant, and immediately answered, "That's natural, every general needs to go to the battlefield in person to lead the sergeants to fight side by side.Excluding the hot firearm shooting category, my ability to use a long sword is in the top twenty in the entire combat department.I'm confident in that. ”Arnold nodded in satisfaction, and then said to the staff in the restaurant next to him, "Go and get a wooden long sword, and say it's the teaching material I'm going to use now." ”After a while, the staff took a bladeless round-headed wooden sword that students usually used for sparring.This wooden sword is 120 centimeters long, and it is just the right length for both slashing and thrusting.Arnold took it, examined the blade a little, and threw it to Fork, "Check the blade yourself." ”Falk looked at it as if it were looking, then nodded to Arnold, "There's nothing wrong with the sword." ”"So, you have the weapon, Jont Brown?"
Arnold asked with a smile without looking back.Jobbuterrand picked up a white hand towel from the table and threw it in front of Falck."
You don't mind a white glove or a white towel, do you?"
Arnold's actions had already aroused the suspicion of many people present, but when Jot Brown threw out the white towel, everyone was in an uproar.According to medieval chivalric tradition, as long as someone throws a white glove, it is equivalent to initiating a duel of life and death.Although everyone knows that the wooden sword used in the school is unlikely to kill someone, serious injuries are inevitable, and Jot Brown's behavior puts himself in an extremely disadvantageous situation.Förk was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jobbuterrand contemptuously, "Where's your weapon?"
”Jobuterrand waved the butter knife in his hand nonchalantly, and rolled forward with his left hand pushing the wheelchair under him."
Since you are so confident, then I will frustrate your spirit."
Falk picked up the white towel and took off his coat, revealing his normally exercised arms."
Come on, come on, open temporarily.Falk wins and buys one and loses one, and newcomers win and buy one and loses three. ”A thief-eyed student seemed to be not afraid of big things, and temporarily opened a small gambling board.And those who can eat here are not very short of credits, and the chips of this gambling board are naturally gambling points.The crowd shouted to the gambling place and placed bets on their favorite players.Most people are betting on Falker, and although he is a little stupid, his skills are really good.Jobuterrand gave the three men who were with him a look, and the three of them immediately walked to the table and placed a bet on Jot Brown.Hawald was also hesitant at first, but when he saw that the three people around him had staked all their belongings into it, he gritted his teeth and threw all the remaining four credits into it.When this side shouted to buy and leave, Arnold opened a small barrier over there, blocking the volume of the outside world."
Both sides prepare, I'm the notary, and this duel will begin after I count down to three seconds."
Arnold stood indifferently in the middle and said to the two of them at the same time, "I'm ready." ”Falk gripped his sword and made a motion ready to stab.Jot Brown, on the other hand, tilted his head and did not speak further."
Three, two, one, start."
Falk took the lead, and his feet were steady and close to Jobbutron's side.He didn't attack right away, but skillfully searched for the flaws that Jobbutran revealed.But on the other hand, Tubtrand looked lazy, and if he gave him a pillow, he might fall asleep on the spot.There were so many flaws, almost all over the body, which made Falk a little dazed."
Are you still fighting?"
Jote Brown, who was in a wheelchair, asked helplessly, "Am I disabled?"
”When Falk came to his senses, he strode forward, holding his wooden sword high and stabbing at Chobuterland.Since Jobbutran was in a wheelchair, Falker's sword was also slightly down.Jobbutrean's eyes twinkled.The butter knife in his hand flicked at the tip of Falk's blade.This time it made the wooden sword in Fuke's hand almost fly out, thanks to his wrist strength and grip strength for daily training, he used brute force to withdraw the sword he stabbed, otherwise he would have been out of the country at the first time.A sword pierced the air, and Falke's expression became solemn.From holding a sword in one hand, to holding it in both hands.Such a stance is obviously to use a wide range of slashes, rather than the stabbing of Western swords.He cautiously took two steps back, then circled behind Jot Brown.Although the victory is not martial, there is no mercy in the dueling arena.Falk had this battle policy in mind at the beginning.He saw Joe Brown's wheelchair and found that it was not very fast when turning, and he only needed to go around behind Joe Buttrand and give him a blow to the back of his head to solve the farce.Surprisingly, Jot Brown didn't make any moves to dodge, as if dodging was superfluous to him.As he wished, Falk circled behind Jobtrand, strained his left foot, and leaped high, his wooden sword clenched in both hands swept across.If it hits Jot Brown, he is knocked out of his wheelchair and rolled to the ground.Just as the blade of the wooden sword was about to touch Joe Brown's neck, Chobuterrand lowered his head as if he was dozing, and the blade brushed Jobtorland's hair.The force of the slash was different from the stabbing blow, and the misses of this sword slash caused a flaw in Fork himself that was difficult to hide.He landed on his right foot and nearly lost his balance, just as Jot Brown made a stretch.The butter knife was unbiased and held by Jobbuterrand against Falk's neck."
Concession."
Jot Brown gently patted Falk on the neck with a butter knife, and a cold touch came from his neck to remind Falk that he had lost, and that he had lost completely.Förk dropped the wooden sword in his hand and raised his hands above his head."
You won.I recognize your strength. ”Arnold smiled and removed the muted barrier, but the room was silent.Except for a few people who are familiar with Jot Brown, no one is optimistic that Jot Brown will be able to win this duel.And the dealer who set up the gambling game was so frightened that his face turned white.You must know that most of the bets are just bets on learning points, and hundreds of thousands of learning points are never too much of a burden, but Columbia, Sif Sif and Havald and Professor Robb, who just came to bet on it, are all betting credits.I thought I could make a lot of money, but now I even have to lose my pants, so naturally I cried and lost my face, it seems that he will have to live a long time in the future on queuing up to get food.After the people present reacted, there was a burst of cheers.Regardless of the outcome, the winner will eventually be honored, which is the treatment of the strong.Arnold walked up behind Jobuterrand and pushed him back to the edge of the table, patting Jobuterrand on the shoulder lightly, "It seems that your swordsmanship is not rusty." ”"Use less, otherwise you can get his weapon out of his hands when he first swords."
The corners of Jot Brown's mouth curled up and said proudly.Although his victory is a matter of course, he did not disgrace his mentor, which is the most important thing."
Let me introduce you to this is my mentor, Arnold Lenz."
Jot Brown then introduced his friends to Arnold one by one, and even Havard, the new tour guide he just met today, was not left behind.At the dinner table, they chatted happily, but they were still standing stupidly next to in the dining room.The doglegs and women who usually follow him flatteringly left him without saying a word because of the defeat in this duel.They didn't have a slanderous word, and the disdain in the eyes of the others as they looked at them stung Furk's inflated pride from the defeat of the battle.Just now, my brother's behavior of breaking his sleeve was also seen in his eyes, and this loss seemed to have lost everything.I once thought that I could have the vice president of the student union as a backer, and with a good kung fu, I could mix like a fish in water, but I did live a life of stars and moons.It wasn't until today's loss that I realized that I was naïve and naïve at that time.Nothing is achieved on its own, it is vain.The wooden sword lying on the ground seemed to laugh at his own incompetence and stupidity, and would even provoke the dean in public.Falk sneered self-deprecatingly, and was about to turn away.At this time, a sentence came from his ear, "Hey, who is that, come here." ”The people around him were sneering, but this call was so harsh.I saw Jot Brown sitting in a wheelchair and lazily beckoning to Falk, "Call you." ”Falk walked up to Jote Brown's side like a walking corpse, "I lost, what are you going to do?"
Humiliate me?
Or do you kill me according to the rules of the ancient knights?
”"Huh?
Why am I doing this?
”Joke Trench spread out his hands in confusion, "Thanks to you, my buddies have earned a lot of credits.Look at your pitiful look, would you like to eat something with us?
I'm starving to death, and I haven't eaten a bite of hot food for a long time, and now it's all cold. ”Hearing this, Falk immediately lowered his head in shame, "I'm just defeated." ”"The defeated will have to eat, don't ink."
Jot Brown pushed a plate of salad in front of Falk and ate the plate of red wine braised cheeks to himself.Falk looked at the salad in front of him and smiled.Compared with the people around him, this man who has been humiliated by himself doesn't mind at all.This kind of energy has not been possessed by the past self, but what about the future self?
Falk suddenly raised his head and looked at Jobbutron, "Shall I follow you?"
”"Poof!!"
Colombia squirted a mouthful of mushroom soup out of his mouth and shouted angrily, "I'll come first!"
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