The cruel beauty of the attacking giant

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It's been more than three months since Naib came here, and his strength has grown by leaps and bounds, and it has completely exceeded everyone's expectations, including Levi's combat effectiveness ceiling, and my disguised fighter machine.As someone who can live for a few minutes under Levi’s hand and bite back two bites, I have watched Neb play Levi’s back defense several times. Although Levi’s final winner will only be, but Obviously, Nab's fighting surpassed me.Levier seems to have deliberately retained the fierce strength of Nab's attack and the details of the deadly moves, and will give him a compliment every time he trains.As for Naib's three-dimensional maneuver training, this difficult event was eventually contracted by me.Nab's coordination is not bad, and in just three months he has been able to barely keep up with Liwillban’s progress. Petra also likes this lively and cautious boy very much, and is very happy to teach him something. Tips to improve coordination.

"As expected, I am a good sister with 9 points for coordination." When I was resting, I laughed at Petra who was drinking.Petra, who had 9 points of coordination at the beginning, was called the air waltz for three-dimensional maneuvering. The movements are smooth and elegant, and the accuracy is extremely high. Even the extremely challenging unilateral cable training can be completed very beautifully. Much better than my 7-point handicap that would hit a tree accidentally."Why do I think you are kidding me?" Petra smiled and patted me on the shoulder, and handed me the kettle. I took a sip, and the whole person was relieved a lot. The training ground was steaming with heat, mixed with bits of dust, which made me breathless for a while.Alan and Nab seem to be talking about something, Mikasa is also helping Elmin rearrange the three-dimensional maneuvering belt, and it seems that he has made some mistakes because of being greeted by Levi’s piss and ass, and Sasha And Connie are grabbing a piece of bread.I wiped the sweat-stained handle, and checked the gas and blade by the way.Petra leaned against the wall and fanned the wind with her hand. "It's so hot. It would be too terrible if the weather meets the investigation outside the wall. Fortunately, Commander Irwin decided to wait until the weather is cooler before going out of the wall. I think there will be more casualties than usual."

"That's it, my vision is blurred by sweat." I was noncommittal. The salty sweat stung my eyes. I almost flew forward from memory, sliding past the tree trunk several times."Oh? So that's why you almost hit the tree?" Petra turned around, and his tone was full of ridicule. I wiped the blade and raised my head uneasily, "Hello?"

"Is it?"

"No, of course not, that's just my artistic act!" I waved with a guilty conscience, I wrinkled my nose and yelled, Petra laughed, and started fighting with me.

"I'm hungry." Nab suddenly said, he supported his cheeks and looked at me who had been crushed by Petra, "I kind of miss the manor's afternoon tea, including macarons, red velvet cake and milk tea. Jack Mr.'s milk tea and Mr. Joseph's macarons are so delicious, and Mrs. Mary can always get good black tea and cakes."

"Speaking of, I haven't touched these desserts in many years." I can't help but feel a little sigh, remembering that I used to buy all kinds of desserts at the school cafe almost every day and bring them back to my dormitory. When I went shopping with friends, milk tea was absolutely No less.I vaguely remembered that I took a cup of seven-cent sugar pearl milk tea with joy and drank it while walking, holding a full shopping bag in my hand.I lowered my head and glanced at my hand covered with scars and calluses, and the three-dimensional maneuvers that seemed to be part of the body being controlled, but I didn't feel there was anything to be sad about.

"These things don't seem to be in the wall." Petra was a little surprised. She repeated these few terms that were unfamiliar to her. "They all sound very expensive."

"The owner of the manor doesn't know why, he can always get these things for us, and he also asks us to wear Chinese clothes for afternoon tea." Nab yawned lazily, "Ms. Mary often wears a dress called blood. Banquet, and the guy Emily, the manor seems to spoil her very much, she has so many new clothes. Oh, there is also a enchanter named Aesop, this gloomy social phobia has a dress called Ximing Ren , I want to steal it and wear it, and exchange it for him with my current one, huh. And Eli, the moon phase of the prophet, is as gorgeous as a wedding dress."

"Wow, don't you think you are still pretty?" I teased, "But there is one thing to say, your dress is also very good-looking now, at least it looks much better than the hood I saw last time. I thought you were a bald head. I didn't take off my hat."

"Ye Lingyin?"

"What are you doing? I'm your sir. I have to use honorifics." I reluctantly slammed a sentence, and Neb made an angry and funny gesture to hit me, "Which one of your eyes tells me that I am bald." ? And besides this one called Spring Hand, I have two sets of gorgeous looking clothes, called Siming and Bai Ying. They are just hoods."

"Siming?" I murmured and repeated the name, "Then I am still nostalgic for Siming, your manor is really educated, even the names of clothes are so nice."

"That's right," Nabsha patted his chest pretentiously, "Marta has a dress called Nostalgia, and I am a couple."

"Awesome, so are you and Marta a couple?" I became interested, and Petra came over with a gossiping face. Nab waved his hand quickly, "No, no, we are just partners. It’s just that the clothes given by the owner of the manor happen to be a couple’s.” Naibu thought for a while, and gestured on his chest, “Siming is blue, and there is a tuft of feathers here, very beautiful, I actually like that one better. But there may never be a chance to wear it again."

"So Nebu is homesick?" Petra interjected cautiously. Nebu was stunned, then nodded slightly, with unidentified emotions in his bright eyes, "I miss everyone, and I miss hunting. Feeling." Naibu paused, and then put on a nonchalant look, "Well, I like you too, it’s okay, come and I will give you a thought, if you go to Oletti Silk Manor, what kind of clothes the manor will arrange for you." Naibu looked at Petra up and down, "I think that if a gentle and strong lady like Petra exchanges clothes with Marta, it should be very good. Appropriate," he turned his head and looked at me again, his eyes swept and swept over my gray hair, and then slowly said, "In fact, I think the ring tone is really more suitable for regulators. It's weird."

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago?" I laughed, Petra nodded understandingly, and blinked at Nab: "I've seen Lingyin wearing a black dress. It looks pretty."

"Black dress?" Nab touched his chin thoughtfully, "Yes, Mrs. Red, you look good in Mrs. Red's clothes, after all, she is also white hair."

"So I am a palace dress with panties and waistbands suitable for ancient Europe?" I was a little bit dumbfounded. When I was studying, I also studied these gorgeous long dresses that seem to be restrained for the sake of paintings, and occasionally reminded myself. The effect of putting it on, but when I thought of the kind of devil girdle that can squeeze the internal organs, I was directly dissuaded.

"Ah, no, it's just because you have gray hair." Nab answered me, and interrupted my thoughts of flying endlessly. I fixedly looked at him: "Why care about my hair color so much?"

"Because it is very special, it reminds me of those regulators." Nab suddenly came closer, "and sometimes the light refracted in your eyes is red, but Petra doesn't, nor does Livier."

"So you think I will be a supervisor?" I blinked my eyes vigorously, and everything in front of my eyes turned abruptly red, then disappeared. Nab was so scared that he covered his mouth and almost fell over. "You ?"

"Me?" I smiled relieved, Petra patted me hard, "Don't be naughty, what if he gets scared?"

"Hey!" Lewell's voice came, with a full low pressure and uncomfortable, "Do you think the training is over?"

"Oh, wrong, wrong!" I reflexively jumped up and saluted, and then trot all the way to Lewell. Lewell's gaze fell on my face, his eyebrows tightened unconsciously, "You are using yourself the power of?"

"Well, that's not it." I touched the raised spots on my face, and Level glanced at Neb, then stretched out his hand to embrace my shoulder, "No fooling around, let's go."

"Yes!"