The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 76 The Little Girl's Laughter
Everything has its balance. Wanting to revive a dead soul is an act that goes against common sense. If you go against common sense, you have to pay a price. Like [Resurrection of the Dead], the price paid is relatively light, and the more advanced [ The price paid by [Resurrection] and [Complete Resurrection] would be even more severe, but these were not known to William.

After experiencing an accident, the frost giant was very envious of Finia's Thunder Frost. No one would dislike this sharp weapon called a magic weapon.It's a pity that you can see but you can't touch it. Even Yasuna, the most powerful leader of the frost giant, can't bear the lightning power that comes with Thunder Frost. Watching it "dust" in the hands of a fool, even if that person is his own daughter!

No matter what kind of giants they are, they always respect strength, and the frost giants who naturally admire chaos and destruction are even more inclined in this respect. Only those with strong strength are eligible to enjoy better resources (such as food, weapons, spouses, etc.) etc.), Yasuna is certainly not exempt, although she has more sensibility and rationality than her peers.The weapons made by Leng Xingtie are useless to the frost giants. The coldness attached to them not only cannot harm the creatures of the cold type, but even provides healing power to the opponent. However, the areas where the frost giants live are mostly neighbors of the cold type. , so apart from some powerful frost giant spellcasters, most frost giant fighters would rather use a rusty iron ax than an ice battle axe.

Although jealous of Finia's luck, the frost giant is not the kind of person with a secretive mind. The next day, she followed the hunting team out of the valley to hunt. The female half-giant holding Thunder Frost could almost sweep across the valley except for Yasuna. The leader of the Frost Giants would not let such a combat power go unused for all the clansmen other than him.As a human, William was ignored by the frost giants because of his "short stature", not to mention the two slender little ones, who were ignored by the big guys.

William twisted the autumn water to shatter dreams gently, just like twisting the tenderness of a lover who is as gentle as water. The blade was like flowing water, drawing strange arcs in the air, as if drawing a mysterious figure.William's eyes were closed, and his mind seemed to be completely poured into the autumn water. His body stretched and moved with gentle steps, tigers bent and cranes stretched, eagles struck snakes, and every movement was slow and clear. , but it is as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye and makes people intoxicated. It is a pity that there are no incomprehensible people around at this time, only a little layman who is watching the excitement sitting beside him in a daze.

Ever since Lucini joined, Elf has been fond of wandering around on a wind horse, and little Isabella is not a quiet little thing, only Misha is left quietly sitting on a small stone pier Watch my brother practice.The delicate little hand rests on the little chin, and the curly hair under the delicate horned helmet hangs from the center of the forehead, rippling gently under the blowing of the breath, the little girl stares at William who is slowly wielding the knife with rapt eyes, the delicate little girl With a little smile and intoxication on her face, although she doesn't know how to use swords, Mi Sha'er always likes to watch her brother practice quietly, it will make the little guy feel at ease, just like her brother's warm and safe embrace.

William's practice at this time is to focus on cultivating the tacit understanding between people and the sword. Through his mind, he understands the nature of the sword, explores the breath of the sword, cultivates the spirituality of the sword, uses the intention of the sword to break through to transform energy, and even comprehend the unity of human and sword. The highest realm, breaking through the ultimate realm of martial arts.Of course, these are still relatively far away, at least William can only lay a solid foundation step by step, first of all, he is familiar with the spirituality of broken dreams.

Although this kind of practice seldom consumes physical strength, the inner energy and mind are hard to support. The practitioner needs to grasp the measurement in time, otherwise it will inevitably cause irreparable trauma. William, who feels that the mind and body are exhausted, also stopped practicing. As he remembered, he had a lot of experience in this, but he didn't need to worry about detours.

William, who had stopped practicing, noticed the bored little girl next to him. To be honest, he had fewer opportunities to play with the little girl since he stepped into Mirabar, but William could still feel her attachment to him, especially after fleeing. From the beginning until now, bringing a teenage girl into such a precarious life almost made him feel guilty. This is why William bought the little windy horse to be her companion, otherwise he would have been given his character. I chopped up the little things and drank the stew.

William slowly put the knife back into its sheath, breathed out a breath like an arrow, walked up to the little girl and squatted down with a smile, and said jokingly: "Ah! Isn't this a cute little princess? Oh! Your beautiful princess! Where's your naughty wind elf (little Isabella)?"

Misha stood up from the stone pier in surprise, holding the corners of her clothes with both hands and gave a very non-standard princess salute. It seems that this kind of salute was taught by that cunning woman Santilla, but it is a pity that the little guy learned a Four likenesses: "Brave knight! My little Isabella was snatched by a vile dragon! I hope you can defeat the dragon with your long sword! Rescue your beloved little Isabella! The beautiful princess will Your reward! A sweet kiss!"

"Willing to serve you! My lovely red-haired little princess! Hehehe!" William followed the words and performed a knight salute with one knee on one knee. This is the European knight salute he knew in his previous life, and it is not from Faerun. etiquette.After saluting, William picked up Misha. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he played this kind of princess and warrior game with the little girl, but William remembered that the first game he played with the little girl was this one. .

The little girl happily hugged William's neck and kissed a certain man's "two-skinned face", then shook her little head and giggled: "William! Misha is so happy today!" Chaos Her curly hair rose from time to time, brushing against William's face with a numb touch.

William gently helped the little girl's helmet tilted to one side, then smoothed the messy hair on her forehead, kissed the little guy's tender face lovingly and asked: "Would little Isabella be another girl?" ran away?"

The little girl pouted and said, "The little thing is so naughty! She runs away secretly every time! Misha can't find her! It's so disgusting!"

William comforted: "Okay! Brother will punish her next time! How about withholding the gems of little things?"

The little girl twisted her head and thought for a while, shaking her head and said, "I don't want it anymore! Then little Isabella will be hungry!"

William smiled and said, "Good! Good! Good! Let Misha say what you say! Brother, listen to you! Don't skimp on the gems of small things! What should we do now? Go hunting, shall we? Just the two of us Oh!"

"Okay, okay! I'm going to go hunting with William!" Misha clapped her little hands happily when she heard this, but she rolled her eyes and continued: "But this time Misha wants to hunt by herself! I will definitely hunt." Seeing a big prey! Hohoho!" As she spoke, the little girl vigorously swung her clenched fists.

(End of this chapter)