Blue Sword

"How was it?" Asked, who returned to the training site again, staring at Mia who was still running at the bottom of the hill.

"Not bad." Rasul replied, "Although he is not very smart, and his understanding of the details of movements is not fast, but overall he is still above the normal level."

"What surprises me is her perseverance. Running in a specific posture for 6 hours continuously, even in an illusory dream, is very tiring on the mental level. As a minor girl, she can persist This level of success is quite rare.”

"She used to be a thief, and patience is the basic quality of a thief." Asker recalled, "I remember she mentioned before that in order to steal something, she once followed the target person for three days and three nights."

"Patience and perseverance are not the same thing." Rasul said, "There are many new recruits under me who have the patience to listen to me after laying out the training plan. However, less than one tenth of them have the perseverance to train according to the plan, and the remaining Those who do it can only be forced with whips and long knives."

"My original plan was just to give her a head start. But judging from the current progress, it doesn't seem impossible to teach her the basics of Shunpo in this dream."

"As long as her body remembers this way of exerting force, you can handle the subsequent correction of the details of her movements, Aske, on your own."

"Of course." Asker paused, "Thanks, Rasul."

"You're welcome." Rasul chuckled, "There are very few people who know my identity and are not afraid of me. You are the first one here who dares to make a request to me."

Ask smiled and said nothing. He couldn't say that I knew you in my previous life. We must be very familiar with each other.

Rasul stared at his expression, feeling a little puzzled.

This guy... always gives me a strange feeling of being an "old acquaintance" when getting along with him.

But Rasul was certain that he really didn't know him before.

He looked at Mia who was still running in a weird posture below, suddenly jumped down the hill, drew his sword in the air and roared:

"Running too slow! Suffer death!"

The sword blade struck the ground heavily, and Mia suddenly swooped out more than ten meters away like a frightened rabbit.

"You have learned Shunpo." Rasul sheathed his sword and showed a satisfied look, "Remember the feeling of exerting force just now, don't forget it."

Mia was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was nearly twenty meters away from where she was standing just now.

"Let's go, I've had enough of staying here." Rasul said lightly, turned and walked away.

"Don't forget to give me the contact information of your subordinates!" Ask reminded him.

With the contact person of the assassin organization, it will be much easier to source intelligence in the future. The penetration ability of these assassins is simply pervasive.

Rasul didn't look back, just waved his hand.

"How do you feel?" Asik walked down the hill and saw Mia lying on the ground in a large shape.

"Tired." Mia said weakly.

"That feeling... is weird." She looked blankly at the dreamy sky, thought for a while and then said, "It seemed like the muscles in the lower body were compressed, and then suddenly exploded, first on the knees, then on the thighs, and finally It’s the calf.”

"My whole body is like a spring, ejecting forward with all my strength. In this way...do I learn Shunpo?"

"It's still early." Ask smiled, "In terms of Assassin's Shunpo learning, you can only be considered a temporary beginner and have learned this method of high-speed movement."

"To truly reach the level where you can engage in actual combat, you need to be able to launch Shunpo at will at any time, accurately use slashes or thrusts to hit the enemy during the Shunpo process, and even change the direction of the Shunpo midway - that is The so-called reflexive attack."

"Hahaha." Mia laughed dryly and couldn't help but roll her eyes, "I can't do it. Just at the entry level, I almost collapsed from learning."

"You are already very good." Ask encouraged her, "Back then, I only spent a week in the entry-level stage."

"Ah, really?" Mia snorted, "It means your talent is not as good as mine."

"Yes, yes." Asik coaxed her patiently.

The two were silent for a while.

"It's a bit strange," Mia said, "I feel like the strength in my body... seems to be coming back?"

"It's not an illusion." Asik stood up and looked around, "The dream has ended and we are being teleported out."

A few minutes later, Asik opened his eyes and realized that he was sitting on a chair next to the arena.

In the center of the field, countless contestants were lying in various directions, and they were gradually waking up and getting up from the ground.

"How is it?" Rudasius, the leader of the Spartan mercenary team, walked up to him and asked.

"There are still a few powerful characters." Asik touched his pocket and pulled out a neatly folded list.

Although the notes were taken in a dream, this special paper can be taken out of the dream, and it is probably made of some kind of magical and extraordinary material.

"Oh?" Rudasius took the list and looked at it for a while, then said speechlessly, "What you call powerful characters are these guys who lasted three minutes under your hands?"

"These people's playing styles are quite personal, and their future growth potential is very high." Aske replied, "So I deliberately let them go."

It only took three minutes to drain the water on purpose? What will happen if you don't release the water? Directly kill the opponent?

Rudasius was completely speechless.

However, he also knew that Asik's level was quite high. Those with a low level could hardly complete the scene in front of him. If he showed the slightest flaw, he would be caught and beaten.

It's completely different from the Spartans who are reckless and compete with each other's physical fitness.

Therefore, he could only nod his head and silently write down a few people on the list.

"Oh, right." Rudasius patted his head and said again.

"I just got the news two hours ago."

"Thessaloniki has fallen," he said solemnly.

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Unlike Olin City, which is surrounded by natural dangers, Thessaloniki, the second largest city in the Eastern Solomon Empire, has quite developed land and sea transportation.

In times of peace, this is an advantage for a city to maintain prosperous commerce; in times of war, convenient transportation in turn becomes a great boost to the siege.

Under the attack of the Latin Crusaders, which far exceeded the defenders several times, Thessaloniki was unable to fight back.

After capturing Thessaloniki, Emperor Baldwin of the Latin Empire announced that this second city, which was originally part of the Eastern Solomon Empire, would be transferred to Bonifacio, Count of Monferrat.

(This guy was one of the Crusaders leaders who colluded with Governor Venis to lead the Frankish knights to attack Constantinople)

Bonifacius took this as his capital and announced the establishment of the Kingdom of Thessalonica.

On the day of the founding of the state, about 20,000 citizens of Thessaloniki were taken to the Civic Square and then brutally massacred.

Of course, were they deceived by the deliberate officials and then massacred; or were they dissatisfied with the official rule and gathered to cause trouble, only to be ruthlessly suppressed.

The kingdoms of Olympia and Thessaloniki each maintained their own opinions and blamed each other for the incident.

The only confirmed fact is the massacre itself.

Olin City announced three days of mourning, all entertainment activities were stopped, and even TV programs were changed to solemn black and white.

Residents gathered spontaneously, erected hundreds of handmade monuments and altars in the city of Olin, and spontaneously laid flowers and candles to express their condolences for the victims of the Thessaloniki massacre.

At the same time, more than two thousand outstanding mercenary warriors who stood out in collective competitive battles also began to receive uniforms and training from the Spartans.

War is about to break out.