Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Chapter 8

Alphonse's answer made Mia a little stunned.

Indeed, some bards have considerable combat prowess, and that is also a special combat profession, the Blade Singer.

But just by teaching Alphons some random things, he was able to master it so well that he could defeat a first-level swordsman?
  How could such a strong man come to a small place like the Cold Wind Territory?

Is this what Alphonse relied on to agree to the duel?

Then why did he hide it before?

Is it because he is afraid that his wife will stop him?
  Mia couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it.

Back at the castle, Alphonse was finally able to take off his disguise and let out a sigh of relief.

He was still too cautious, fearing that he would not be able to catch Kaibeli's attack, so he used the Xuanwu Breathing Technique, a unique skill of the Holy Religion of the Ten Directions, to increase his skill by 30% out of thin air.

This is a castrated version of the Heavenly Demon's Disintegration Technique. It lasts only ten minutes, and then it will fall into a weak state for two hours. Relatively speaking, it has lower side effects than the Heavenly Demon's Disintegration Technique.

With Alphonse's current level of cultivation, he couldn't use the method of disintegrating the demon.

As a result, he overthought and overestimated Kaibeli. Even without using the Black Tortoise Technique, he could still defeat him.

Alphonse suddenly became sluggish. Mia was following him, so how could she be unaware of it.

"Are you using the technique of stimulating potential?"

Alphonse was in good spirits a moment ago, but suddenly he broke out in sweats. It looked like something was wrong.

"Yeah." Alphonse nodded.

Now I just want to go back to my room and rest quickly, and I can leave anything to say later.

He wanted to rest, but someone didn't want him to live in peace.

There was a burst of rapid footsteps behind him.

"Sir Alphonse, please wait!"

Hearing the shouts, Alphonse couldn't help but turn around and look over.

It was Monica who caught up with her at a trot while holding up her skirt.

Alphonse really didn't like her very much.

It’s not like I’ve never seen or touched a beautiful woman in her previous life, so how could she be a dog licker?

When the Holy Religion of the Ten Directions grew stronger, the leaders of the six major sects in the religion carefully selected the beauties from their sects to offer them as gifts. The seven branches of the Holy Religion were able to be unified because they made covenants with each sect leader to marry women from the six major sects. The wife will give birth to offspring, from which the successor of the leader will be decided in the future.

This can be regarded as a kind of balance. There is no emotion, it is just a transaction, but nothing comes out.

Suddenly, he felt a little unmotivated. Once he died, the holy sect was afraid that it would fall into civil strife again, and the dog's brains would be knocked out, and all the ambitions of hegemony would be in vain.

Forget it, you have already been reborn, what else do you want to do?

"Miss Monica, do you have anything to say?"

"Sir Alphonse, I..." Monica hesitated for a moment, bit her lower lip, looked up at Alphonse, and seemed to have made up her mind, "I hope that our engagement can be cancelled!"

"Oh?" Alphonse smiled indifferently, "Does Baron Sweetwood know about this?" Monica was silent for a moment and lowered her head, "My father doesn't know about this yet."

"In other words, it's all your own decision?"

Monica raised her head again, "I hope to pursue my own happiness, and I don't want to be a victim of family marriage! And moreover"

There were some words that she really couldn't say. She had long heard of Alphonse's bad reputation in the noble lady's sisterhood.

A family that became a noble from common people because of rewards for their military exploits. What is this if not a country bumpkin?
  Moreover, Alphonse, as the heir to the Baron, was still unwilling to make progress. He thought about attending cocktail parties all day long, intending to integrate into the circle of nobles. He only knew about luxury and enjoyment, and even the people secretly called him a bastard. Such a person, What a good match, how could she want to marry such a person.

"That's why you instigated Kaibeli to cause trouble for me, right?" Alphonse asked again.

Monica was mumbling and speechless. She really had such thoughts. It just so happened that Kayberry had no brains and was greedy for beauty. He took the bait with a casual flirtation and made it clear that he would help her settle the engagement. The problem.

"It seems you have acquiesced." Alphonse laughed, "Okay, since you said so, our engagement will be void from now on."

It's only been three days since I traveled through time, and I haven't adapted to anything yet. Things in this world haven't been straightened out yet. Getting married will only increase the burden. Although I feel unhappy with what Monica did, I still can't treat her well at this time. No matter what move she made, after all, she was a noble daughter of the Sweet family and couldn't make too many enemies.

Before your skills are fully developed, you must at least have time to grow.

Only when you are strong enough can you ignore all rules.

It would be a good idea to propose this marriage.

"What?" Monica was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but confirm again, "Are you serious?"

That's the mess left by the kid from my predecessor, and it's none of my business.

Alphonse's face was straight, "I know you look down on me, and I also know very well that my reputation is not good. It's natural that you don't want to. This matter has been decided, and you can leave."

For a moment, Monica didn't know whether to be happy or not. The matter that she had been worried about was solved like this. However, Alphonse agreed to break off the engagement so easily, which made her feel a little resentful. She had been thinking about it. There will be arguments, "Aren't you determined to marry me? Now you are unconditionally canceling the engagement."

Alphonse interrupted coldly, "Then do you want to marry me?"

"Of course not." Monica had already confirmed it since her last visit. She couldn't stand Alphonse. He didn't know about the city, and he had no wisdom like Kayberry. After being provoked, she rashly agreed to go with Kayberry. Swordsmen of this level duel without any regard for the consequences.

"That's enough. You don't want to marry me, and I don't want to marry you, so I decided to resolve the engagement. This is enough." Alphonse turned around and left impatiently, ignoring Monica again.

I was so tired that I wanted to quickly go to the soft bed and spread out my body.

Monica froze on the spot and bit her lower lip.

Thinking about it carefully, the Alphonse he saw last time and the one in front of him now seemed to be two people, without those squinting eyes at all.

Could it be that he was pretending before?
  However, Monica was still a little happy that the engagement was successfully terminated.

She still remembered that when she was studying in the imperial capital, she saw the noble young master of the Duke's family, as if he was shining with light, and a group of noble ladies surrounding him like stars holding the moon in the moonlight. At that time, she could only look like an ugly duckling. Like, looking at it from a distance, not daring to go up and tell her admiration.

Your future partner should be such a proud person.

"Is it really okay to just break off the engagement?" Mia asked as she followed Alphonse into the room.

"Why do you say that?" Alphonse spread himself out in a large shape and collapsed on the bed.

"After all, the marriage contract was negotiated between the lord and Baron Sweetwood."

(End of this chapter)