Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 27 My swordsmanship is average

Old calendar April 1588, 4, afternoon.

The fine rain curtain is like an old man peeing open, watering this dirty old London land for a long time.

Margaret stood at the window of the conference room on the third floor of the Authority, with her arms folded over her chest, her eyes gloomy.

Bad weather, bad mood.

Holding a teacup, John sat on a chair. With his name confirmed in the mid-level investigator rating at the end of the year, his mentality was much better than before.

The original pair of new leather shoes that smelled of cow dung was thrown into the stinky ditch by him. Today, he put on brand new leather shoes bought with a loan.

The fragrant smell of shoe polish speeded up the recovery of the wound on John's head by three points.

Rhodes was flipping through the car page of the "Old London Morning News". The different styles of several new steam cars made him want to try it, but the seven-figure price had to make Rhodes discouraged.

Rhodes looked at Margaret, and got bad news this morning.

The investigation into the unnamed village was suspended.

I heard that a member of Parliament rejected Margaret's application. The princess of the Golden Lion family suffered her first setback after leaving school today.

It can also be regarded as a beating from the society.

Of course, all this will only increase his extra income for Rhodes.

He firmly believed that with Margaret's personality, she would definitely act in accordance with her heart, and external interference would only strengthen her steps.

Margaret turned around and looked at the two in the conference room.

"Investigator John, I need you to lead the way. I know it may be difficult for you to do this, but you are only on a field trip, and others don't know what you are doing. Therefore, the extra payment of 1 kroner is enough for you to pay back the bank. arrears.

Of course, I can also write you a note, and you can go to the bank to pay off the debt with this note, because this Golden Lion Bank is my private property. "

Margaret's words made John's hand holding the teacup tremble.

He found that his privacy was exposed a lot in front of the Golden Lion Princess, and he even knew that he went to the Golden Lion Bank to borrow a sum of money yesterday.

Of course, all this is a good thing for John, especially after hearing that the Golden Lion Bank is actually the private property of the Golden Lion Princess.

"As you wish, Miss Margaret."

"Ah."

Margaret walked up to Rhodes and saluted.

"Mr. Epidemic Doctor, this operation will become very difficult without the support of the Administration, and there may be great risks. I will continue to pay an additional 10 crowns for employment. I hope you can help me .”

Facing Mr. Epidemic Doctor, Margaret's tone became more respectful.

In Margaret's eyes, the mysterious plague doctor is a boss with outstanding medical skills and combat skills.

Even though he always said that he didn't know how to fight, in Margaret's eyes, the record of easily defeating 5 demons was not something ordinary people could achieve.

In particular, Mr. Plague Doctor has the means to deter demons.

It was all she needed in this investigation.

"Ah."

Low key and simple response.

Margaret was in a turmoil.

She firmly believes that even without the support of the Administration, she can also save the ordinary people who are in the hands of the devil this time.

Westport District.

When Rhodes and his party arrived here, the rain became heavier.

The road to the unnamed village was blocked by filth and silt washed up on the banks of the swollen Thames.

The carriage couldn't move forward.

The three of them had to temporarily find a hotel to stay and change clothes.

In the hotel room.

Margaret was holding a rapier and was constantly practicing her sword skills. Her rookie behavior of trying to gain some experience before the actual battle made Rhodes feel speechless.

"Mr. Epidemic Doctor, can you practice with me? I think my swordsmanship has improved again." Margaret finished a group of exercises.

She glanced at Rhodes who was sitting by the window, looking at the rain outside the window, and was a little curious.

She had seen the corpses of the demons who had been killed. Except for one that was killed by a gun, the rest were all killed by swordsmanship.

Therefore, Mr. Epidemic Doctor's swordsmanship must be very good.

"My swordsmanship is very ordinary, just some of the most basic movements." Rhodes stood up, and he happened to be a little bored. "You can try to attack me with all your strength, don't be afraid of hurting me."

Rhodes stood where he was, looking at Margaret quietly.

Margaret was eager to try. Mr. Plague Doctor's attitude didn't seem to take herself seriously. She felt that she was underestimated, and she wanted to make him suffer.

Margaret took a step forward with the determination to win, and quickly stabbed the rapier in her hand towards Mr. Epidemic Doctor's kidney.

Seeing that the point of the sword was about to pierce Mr. Epidemic Doctor's kidney, but the other party still did not move, Margaret hesitated for a moment.

Could it be that I am too strong?He didn't have time to react at all?

"When attacking, don't relax your mind. Only by concentrating can you avoid being disturbed by the illusory scene."

The voice of Mr. Epidemic Doctor, full of the strong smell of mechanical steam, echoed in his ears.

The epidemic doctor in front of me unexpectedly appeared by his side at some point.

At some point, the rapier in his hand was picked up by a scalpel and inserted into the door of the room behind him.

On the neck, the fine hair feels the coldness of the sharp tip of the scalpel.

Goosebumps appeared on Margaret's back.

The feeling of being near death was something she had never experienced in school.

Among her peers, she is the hardest working one, and in the eyes of the teachers, she has always been a genius.

No one knew how hard Margaret worked.

For the rejuvenation of the family, Margaret bet her youth.

But now, after being easily defeated by Mr. Epidemic Doctor with a scalpel, she realized that the attitude she had developed in the past was wrong.

Cold sweat covered his forehead.

Margaret recognized reality.

She looked at Mr. Epidemic Doctor with a deeper meaning.

She hopes to be able to worship each other as a teacher.

Such superb swordsmanship.

Margaret felt she could learn more.

Rhodes saw Margaret's thoughts, and he shook his head.

"These are not things you can learn. What I can teach you is just some combat experience I have accumulated."

Rhodes was able to achieve this combination of speed and strength, purely relying on the efficient conversion brought by the panel.

What a strong physique possesses is an overall improved combination of strength and agility.

Margaret pursed her lips, she looked at Rhodes solemnly, and raised a finger.

"One million crowns, Mr. Plague Doctor, I hope to learn real swordsmanship."

"Cough, it's not impossible. After dealing with this matter, I will help you arrange a reasonable fitness plan. Before you have perfect sword skills, you need to have a stronger body."

It really doesn't matter if it's money or not. Others have expressed their enthusiasm for learning swordsmanship so sincerely. Can Rhodes refuse?

Margaret showed a smile on her face, as expected of Mr. Epidemic Doctor, just add money.

Outside the door, John looked at the tip of the rapier only 1 cm away from him, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

His dream of becoming the Director of the Authority was almost to follow him to the graveyard.

He held four raincoats in his hand, which he bought in preparation for his trip to an unnamed village.

And behind him, followed by a man named Martin.

This man was found by John himself when he was inquiring about some things about the village in the market.

Martin said that he could bring himself into the unnamed village, and John felt that he was a little suspicious, so he decided to bring him back first, in case the other party was an informant placed in the market by the unnamed village, maybe he could use it.

(End of this chapter)