Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 3-1 The killer of Anfei

"Early." An Fei smiled and said hello.

Ernest took back the sword and stepped back. He looked up and down at Anfei: "Don't go to the Magic Academy today?"

"An Fei, your look is very good today." And Ernest also took a step back to practice Susanna, she saw An Fei face full of looks, so some curiosity.

"I won't go today." An Fei's eyes fell on Susanna: "Suzanne, it's not easy to get a chance to practice with Uncle Ernest, you must cherish it!" Under the first hitter, Anfei placed great expectations, and he hinted that Susanna must learn more.

"Use what you say?" Susanna couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

"Why not go?" Ernest asked.

"I learned too many things yesterday, I need time to get through, magic school, I will not go these days." Anfei laughed. Yesterday, I talked with Sol about the middle of the night. Anfei did learn a lot of things, especially through a question-and-answer explanation. Anfei’s understanding of magic has already had a rational leap.

“Yesterday?” Susanna glanced, flying in the Magic Academy during the day, and then came back early, staying with them at night, what happened in the Magic Academy?

Ernest suddenly realized: "It seems that Sol is willing to spend time to point you out?"

"Oh..." An Fei smiled. In fact, after Sol led him into the house, he never pointed out anything about him. He didn't care if he threw him at the Magic Academy, but Anfei didn't have any complaints. He knew that he also understood. Sol. A mathematician can go to explain the calculus and function to college students, but let the mathematician teach a child. It is estimated that it will take a long time for the mathematician to collapse, and this is too much a waste of the value of a mathematician.

"You have learned a lot?"

"Yeah." An Fei focused on nodding.

"Very good." Ernest showed a gratifying smile, then frowned at what suddenly thought of something: "An Fei, what did you just say to Susanna?"

"I?" An Fei sneaked and looked at Susanna: "I said it is not easy to get a chance to practice with you. I told her that she must cherish it."

"Good." Ernest nodded. "Come on!"

"Where to... Where?" Anfei felt a little numb in his scalp. In fact, he already understood the meaning of Ernest.

"Now you should cherish the opportunity." Ernest obviously did not want to let go of An Fei: "Come here!"

Susanna smiled and walked to the side of Anfei. She suddenly pushed Anfei one by one. Anfei rushed forward a few steps and stood opposite Ernest, and Ernest also showed up. An Fei’s eyes are oblique to Susanna, and there is quite a bit of resentment in her eyes. Is this a betrayal? He is so good to Susanna! A veritable wife should meet Ernest's challenge for him. Instead of pushing him to the front.

"Ready?" Ernest's look became dignified: "Let me see, you are real strength now."

"Uncle Ernest, let's say first..."

"I will definitely use the vindictive." Ernest interrupted An Fei's words. An Fei's words had just been exported. He already understood what the child who seemed to be very skinny in front of him had to say.

"This is not fair."

"Do not use vindictiveness. It is not fair to me."

"You are an elder!" An Fei smiled bitterly: "Is it necessary to let me know?" It is too reasonable to say that it is difficult to get rid of it. When Anfei was fifteen years old, his father thought he could practice. . But in the first match between the father and the son, An Fei insisted that his father tie his right hand behind his back and put a hundred pounds of iron sand bag on his left leg. When I was a child, it was so insidious. If both legs were hung with a hundred pounds of iron sandbags, it would not have much impact on his father’s strength. If only one leg was hung, the impact would be great, and a kid would Born immediately! Plus the right arm is also tied behind. It is extremely difficult to maintain the balance of the body, and the ability, accuracy, and coherence of the hand-eye connection will have significant deviations.

It’s not that An Fei is too ridiculous, but because he is very strong, he must at least let him see the hope of victory in the first line, so that he can go all out to fight and fight. If he does not meet his requirements, An Fei will throw away his weapons and close his eyes. Anyway, you will be a son, and you will be able to kill me!

And that battle. At the beginning of the flight, An Fei was beaten by his angry father. But he is not discouraged and it takes more than half an hour. Finally, when the physical strength will be done, he seized an opportunity, slammed his shoulder and slammed a stick, and stepped on his father’s left foot and threw his father to the ground.

"Between the elders and the younger generation, who should be modest?" Ernest sternly rejected Anfei.

At this moment, Entos and Marino, the head of the Brothers Mercenary Corps, came together from the path and saw the posture of Ernest and Anfei. Both eyes were bright and can be seen. Ernest’s chances of using swordsmanship are definitely rare, even though his opponent is a little worse...

An Fei’s eyes turned and smiled and said: “Entos Big Brother!”

"Well?" Entos stunned. The time of contact between them was not very long. It was only a preliminary understanding of Anfei from the information, but the understanding was too shallow.

"Big Brother, can you use your magic wand for me?" An Fei walked with a smile.

"What? Don't you... Do you want to use magic to fight with the Master Ernest?"

"Yes."

"You...wrong?" Entos felt ridiculous. If Anfei could use the swordsmanship from the mysterious saint, he believed that there should be a short battle, using magic... Free! Not to mention that Ernest can resist the magic attack of any intensity, and Anfei can't release the complete magic shield. Ernest can knock down Anfei with his fingers.

"Yes!" An Fei's look is very solemn.

The facial features of Entos almost wrinkled together. His magic wand is not an ordinary magic wand. The original name is the blessing of the wind. It can be an instant blast. Later, Sol and the great alchemist Jacob put together the magic wand. Modifications were made, the blast was wiped out, and another high-level magic was replaced according to the will of Endos. This magic wand is a unique magic wand. Even if Sol and Jacob meet again, they can't make the same magic wand, because there is only one wind blessing in the world, and the material that has been passed down from ancient times is very limited.

"I won't let you down," Anfei said slowly.

"Good... okay." Entos nodded helplessly. He always regards this with the magic wand as a treasure, not to mention lending to others, even touching it will not work, but now Ernest is here, Niya is here, ALF is not ordinary, face can not help .

An Fei took over his magic wand and smashed it. His weight was heavy. Yesterday, he and Sol did not talk about Entos. He knew the secret of this magic wand and knew how to use it.

"Ready?" Ernest showed a curious look. He wanted to see how Afflair attacked him with magic. Since Anfei dared to say that he would not let Endos disappoint, then he had his own rely.

An Fei nodded and took a deep breath, struggling to wave his magic wand forward. The momentum was extremely fierce. The magic wand made a low whistling sound in the air, but for everyone else, it was inexplicable because At this moment, the distance between Anfei and Ernest is almost ten meters. Unless the magic wand suddenly grows more than ten meters, it will not attack Ernest.

The magic wand in the hands of Anfei swooped forward, and the move was about to use the old moment. The figure of Anfei suddenly disappeared. The next moment he appeared in front of Ernest, the magic wand was falling to Ernest. On the forehead, Ernest's hair was disturbed by the wind in an instant.

All the people watching the game showed a horrified look, including Ernest in the field. When he was shocked, An Fei’s magic wand was less than ten centimeters from his forehead. Most people in the world could not In such a short time to react, but Ernest is a big swordsman after all, his body suddenly shot a dazzling light, down short, his sword left countless afterimages in front of him. Welcome to the flying magic wand.

A loud bang, in the unreserved counterattack that Ernest instinctively made, the magic wand in the hands of Anfei had already flown off the air, and he himself fell out like a straw, colliding with one another. On the tree, it rolled into the grass again.

"Anfei!!" Ernest and Susanna screamed in unison, and the two figures rushed straight to the place where Anfei had fallen.

But Entos is faster than them. An instant movement appears next to Anfei. He is supporting Anfei, who is struggling to get up. He whispers: "How are you??"

"Cough..." An Fei coughed a little, and the corner of his mouth oozes a bloodshot: "I'm fine." After finishing, Anfei barely stretched out his arm and pointed his finger up.

"Yeah! Yeah..." Entos screamed and saw Anfei's reminder that he remembered his poor magic wand, although his magic wand was extremely tough, but God knows it in Ernest. There will be no damage under the unreserved attack. At this moment, he can't take care of Anfei, and it is an instant movement that has disappeared from the place.

Losing his support, Anfei once again fell, but his mouth showed a satisfactory smile. In fact, he was not injured at all, or that it was not injured. Sol’s evaluation of Entos is very high. He said that although Entos had some unscrupulous actions, he was a very serious person. Anfei had a lot of doubts. He had to test it himself, otherwise he could not handle the two. Trust relationship. If Entos cares about his magic wand regardless of his safety, then it proves that Sol is overstated, and Entos cannot be a deep person, but in the end, the first reaction that Entos subconsciously made was to observe himself. In the situation, Anfei knows that Sol did not read the wrong person.