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Chapter 225

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On the castle lawn.

Paris swung her sword and Londo was sent flying.

Russell, who was waiting for the battle, felt his scalp tingle. "Lord Baron, where did this mercenary come from? She's too violent."

"What do you think of her strength?" Liszt, who was watching the battle, was very proud.

"Londo can't last five rounds. My strength and Londo's are about the same … Her strength is at least at the elite Earth Knight level." Russell told the truth, but felt that it sounded timid, so he added, "If it's on the battlefield, it's hard to say. Her fighting style is not suitable for charging."

Liszt agreed with this statement. Paris's fighting style belongs to the close combat nature. The effect of sword fighting is very strong, and the charge is difficult to judge.

However, he was only recruiting a guard who was good at sword fighting. He said to Russell, "Londo lost, it's your turn."

Russell took a deep breath, pulled out his steel sword, put on a death-defying expression, and rushed up.

After five rounds, he, like Londo, flew out.

After defeating two Earth Knights in a row, Paris did not pant much. Her strength made her physical fitness far superior to that of the Earth Knight with combat energy. The Earth Knight could use combat energy. Paris had magic in her body, but she could not use combat energy, which was a special magic belonging to the light dragon.

What was given to her was the ability to change the light around her and hide her body behind the light.

During the battle, she mobilized her magic, twisted the light, and could always cause confusion to her opponent. She could only use 70% to 80% of her abilities.

Clap clap clap!

Liszt clapped his hands, satisfied with Paris's strength. He believed that she was indeed worth a high salary of one gold coin a month. "Wonderful battle, Londo, Russell, it's hard for you to fight in a way that you're not good at. Take a break and have a cup of milk tea … Paris, it's hard to imagine you wielding such a two-handed sword."

He hired Paris as his bodyguard.

It was not an impulsive move, nor was it Liszt's inexplicable greed for beauty. In fact, the hideous monster arm had left a deep shadow on him, destroying many of his beautiful imaginations, and he could no longer treat Paris as a beauty.

He had hired Paris for the job.

Firstly, this is the form of reward for the smoke task, which makes him reluctant to give up; secondly, as a black dragon, she has secrets about dragons, which Liszt is very interested in and hopes to keep by his side to study; thirdly, she killed the aristocrats for a reason, and the stain is clean; fourthly, Maggie is in Flower Town, so Paris is unlikely to pose a threat. It would be a pity not to keep such combat power.

Finally, there was his senses — he sensed that Paris was not a very shrewd woman.

Her style of doing things was rather flamboyant. She relied on the fact that she had some ability. Even though she was clearly trying to save her younger sister, she still had to rush into the study room to look at the handsome man. Thinking back to her past, she failed to learn magic, was used as an experiment subject, and became a thief. In the end, she was even tricked into going to her death.

Furthermore, after being fooled by him for a while, she had delivered herself to his doorstep to lower her value.

No matter how one looked at him, he didn't look like a smart person.

It wasn't good for a woman to be too smart, and it was even worse for a powerful woman to be too smart. A woman like Paris, who was powerful but had average IQ and wasn't very shrewd, was actually more reassuring.

"Baron, don't you want to test my strength in person?"

Over there, Paris, who didn't know that she had been labeled as "big breasts and no brains", waved a sword as tall as a person and said provocatively.

In the face of this level of provocation, Liszt's heart did not waver.

But he still smiled and said, "You can rest first." He had no opponents in Flower Town, and it was a good idea to practice with Paris.

The Magic Eye could see through the invisibility spell, which just hit her arrogance.

"Two Earth Knight, who are not even elite, did not consume my physical strength at all." Paris said disdainfully. Russell and Randy had gone to the apple table to rest and did not hear such humiliation.

Liszt was not pretentious. He patted Dosen's head and let it stay where it was, and slowly walked towards Paris.

While slowly pulling out the Red Blood Sword — the other party was a Black Dragon Servant, with a dragon blessing. He used the Red Blood Sword and also had a dragon blessing.

"By the way, Paris, let me ask you a question. Will a fight like this consume your life?"

"As long as I don't transform, it is a normal consumption. Otherwise, I will become a waste, and I will have to live a few years less." Paris held the sword in both hands, and her previous relaxed expression has been replaced by seriousness.

She felt the surging fighting spirit of Liszt.

Compared to Russell and Randy, he is much stronger. In the face of this handsome, noble, and powerful noble lord, she still has some inferiority complex.

The overall atmosphere of society is like this. Mercenaries and thieves are the middle and lower classes of society, and the nobles are the real upper class. You can hate the hypocrisy of the nobles, and you can kill the nobles for revenge, but if there is a chance, everyone wants to be a noble. No matter what identity, in the face of the nobles, they are inferior.

There was no snow, the sun was hanging in the sky, and the warm sunshine melted the snow on the meadow.

The alfalfa under his feet was good at isolating the soil.

The leather boots stepped on it, and the texture was soft.

Liszt did not use the Magic Eye. He planned to first feel Paris's fighting style involving light and shadow, and also to show weakness to the enemy.

"Great Fire Wave!"

The moves of the "Fire Dragon Drill" secret book gushed out, and the Red Blood Sword was like a flame, and the amplification effect doubled the power of Liszt's secret book.

Paris had no choice but to use the Light and Shadow Entanglement to block the flaming sword with just this one move.

At that moment, Liszt only felt that his eyes were blurred, and Paris's figure seemed to move in an instant, and he took a step back. He instinctively wanted to adjust the trajectory of the Red Blood Sword.

However, he forcibly restrained himself.

He still attacked the same place.

Clang!

The Red Blood Sword was blocked by the big sword, and Paris's figure appeared again in the same place, but she had moved a step to the right, so Liszt's attack was still off.

In the next few rounds, no matter how hard Liszt tried to restrain his naked eyes, he still couldn't capture Paris's real figure.

This kind of unexpected light and shadow entanglement was very troublesome.

If it weren't for his powerful attack power, wide attack range, and the explosive nature of his fire attribute qi, forcing Paris to be careful in defense, he might have been quickly defeated by the opponent.

But it was this strange fighting style that allowed Liszt's combat experience to rise, and he slowly learned to attack Paris's position in advance through his body's prediction. Gradually, he reversed the situation and began to force Paris to stabilize her defense, unable to fight back.

"Her physical fitness is at the same level as Markus. Without the light and shadow pull, I can defeat her at any time!"

Liszt's heart was clear. He had judged Paris's true level, so he no longer reserved his strength and quickly released the Magic Eye.

The next moment, the human figure formed by magic had completely exposed Paris's position through the light and shadow pull.

The Red Blood Sword erupted with qi, and he slashed at the position where Paris retreated, displaying the ultimate meaning, "Heart of Fire Dragon Drill!" Under the astonished gaze of the other party, the Red Blood Sword, wrapped in explosive qi, struck her through the thick heavy sword and sent her flying.

Liszt drew a flower with the sword.

The Red Blood Sword was sheathed.

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