Annihilated Lilith

Chapter 20 20. Actual Combat Exercises
The teacher of the elective course on magical creatures is a male dwarf named Robin.He was short in stature and rough in appearance, with a black beard growing wildly, covering his entire chest.He is the only teacher in the academy who doesn't wear a burqa, and he wears the same set of dragon scale armor all year round, shining silver everywhere he goes.

What Emma remembered most about him was his ability to laugh as loud as thunder.His appearance is as hard as a rock, but his personality is very gentle. He has a very good attitude towards apprentices and is very gentlemanly.

Because of the petrified cow incident, Emma's interest in monster science surged, and her enthusiasm even surpassed Hayward to some extent.This made Mr. Robin very fond of her, and he would often call her by her name after a speech and ask, "Emma, ​​do you have any questions?"

Although Hayward complained about this at the beginning, her enthusiasm quickly transferred to the actual combat class.The teacher of the actual combat class was a paladin named Milton. It should be said that he was a former paladin, because he was quite old and no longer fought in battle.His weapon is a spear made of mithril, and he can play like a tiger even while wearing a burqa.

Under Hayward's repeated request, Emma and Jenny went to observe her actual combat exercise.Although he did not take this course, Mr. Milton welcomed the idle apprentices to watch.After all, even a sorceress who lives in seclusion will inevitably need to cooperate in battles in the future.

The location of the competition was on the grass in the castle garden. When Emma and Jenny arrived, it happened that Hayward would be next, so they found a shaded place with a better view and sat down.Then he made a "come on" gesture to her, which they had learned from Hayward.

There are several benches lined up on the other side of the lawn, but because of the sun, they are basically empty.Katarina and Merry were sitting next to each other on a bench, holding two beautiful parasols, the edges of which overlapped each other, making them very intimate.Khalida sat alone on the side of several benches, holding an umbrella alone.

Tsk, has the internal intrigue started?Emma was a little disdainful.She hadn't spoken to them once since the prom, and she sat at a distance in class.As dull as Hayward once asked what happened, Emma always chose to keep her mouth shut to avoid conflicts.

Soon, it was Hayward's turn to play.There was intense applause outside the stadium.Not only the first-year students applauded, but also many seniors who came over after hearing the news.In girls' schools, it is inevitable that there will be such popular tomboys. Although they are not really admired, they still exist like starlets.

Hayward motioned around, brushed curly black hair from his forehead, and blew kisses like a knight about to go to the ring.She purposely blew a kiss at Emma, ​​but Emma blocked it with all her strength.

"Hayward, are your weapons ready?"

Mr. Milton slammed his spear on the ground with a serious expression, signaling her not to smile.

"Ready, Mr. Milton!"

Hayward had already taken off his burqa, revealing the white shirt underneath.Rolling up her sleeves, she pulled out a pair of polearms from nowhere.She begged her alchemy teacher, Mr. Collins, to forge it for her. The wooden handle is still new, and the hammer head is cold and cold. It seems that mithril was used. This thing is a bit too much for an apprentice to hold. Too ostentatious.

She hit the warhammer twice, full of momentum.

"Begin!" cried Mr. Milton.

Don't look at Hayward who looks a little sluggish when he is in class on weekdays, but now he moves very fast. She goes out with her right hand first and hits Milton's face directly.

Milton didn't dodge, he lifted the tip of the spear lightly, and disarmed the attack lightly, and the backhand suddenly shot like rain, loud and powerful, covering Hayward's figure like raindrops for a while.

Although this marksmanship was formidable, Hayward's warhammer was even more fierce. He hit hard and slashed hard, and he swung the spear away with a few strokes.

Immediately afterwards, the spear in Milton's hand was tilted. This distortion was not a miss, but an unimaginable distortion. It suddenly circled around Hayward's waist, only a finger away from her body.

Hayward was shocked, and with a warhammer in his left hand, he turned around and hit Milton between the eyebrows again with the help of the warhammer in his right hand.But because the movement was too violent, I felt a little dizzy for a while.

At this moment, the tip of the spear arrived again, as sharp as the wind and as fierce as a dragon.

Hayward could only withdraw his moves and took a step back, barely avoiding the blow, trembling with fear.

"Teacher! You're going to die!"

Milton grinned, and stepped forward after the victory. After all, he worked in this academy dedicated to cultivating female sorceresses. How many chances would he have to play so happily?At this moment, I can't help but add a little more strength.

Hayward became only dodging but not attacking, he blocked with his right hand, and swung out a circle with his left hand. The speed became faster and faster, and there was a cracking sound of "hissing" in the air, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

This blow has too much power, I'm afraid I can't take it hard.Milton made up his mind and poked hard on the ground. His whole body flew upwards, and his burqa fluttered.Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, and it turned out that Hayward jumped up suddenly, and reached his height in an instant.

The warhammer swung out star blossoms and attacked Milton directly.

Milton didn't panic, and the gunfire rose again, turning into a violent storm, constantly attacking the warhammer.Hayward's huge force struck, and he was cleverly cut open, but the tiger's mouth also felt numb.

"Teacher, if you are too careless, you will be hit by me!"

Hayward was proud, and while showing off his quick tongue, he struggled to get up and kicked out.

Milton was busy attacking, unable to parry, so he could only catch up with the kick. He also tried his best to hit Hayward's foot, and then retracted like lightning, landing firmly on the ground.With a change of gesture, he held the spear horizontally and pulled it fiercely. The spear was divided into nine sections, connected by chains in the middle. It danced in his hand like a snake, ready to go to Hayward at any time. Take a bite on your body.

Hayward's eyes were fixed on Milton, and he couldn't even blink.She knew that as long as she shook her head, the mithril whip would hit herself.The original melee advantage no longer exists at this moment.

This has nothing to do with stamina, it is simply turning into poison, corrupting the opponent bit by bit.As long as Hayward is cornered, Milton is not afraid of not being able to find a chance to kill.

Aiming at the right time, the Mithril Whip spread out quickly, and swept towards Hayward, bringing out silvery light and snowflakes.The apprentices who were watching on the scene heard clanking sounds, not like the sound of metal, but like fingering a piano, with countless clues, so scared that they didn't dare to breathe out.

Is this really just a practical exercise for the first grade?

Hayward couldn't tell what he was suffering from, so he could only respond to all changes by remaining unchanged, swung his warhammer round, and protected his whole body airtight.She rushed forward, trying to return to the melee circle, making this seemingly shameless move both offensive and defensive.

Milton didn't dodge, but also because he was afraid of revealing his flaws and giving Hayward the risk of a surprise attack, so he continued to squander the whip.

After many failed attempts, Hayward finally ran out of strength.She did a backflip and stood as far away from Milton as possible. The warhammer hit each other again, making two crisp bangs.

"Stop fighting! I admit defeat! You are far behind me!"

Milton obviously had something to say, showing a disappointed look.He straightened up, returning the whip to the shape of a gun.

"Practice for another three years, maybe you can draw with me today."

The implication is that he is already very old, and he has no magic to nourish his physical body.It is still very early for a rising star like Hayward to reach his peak state back then!
(End of this chapter)