A strange world

Chapter 1335 Section 257. New questions

"Princess, are you sure?"

"Um!"

In the cottage hall, facing Princess Joan's determination, Jody had no choice but to pick up the long sword and stand in front of her: "Princess, prepare to block, I'm going to attack!"

The Liberty Gang ignored the Oyster Gang's demands not long ago - which means that it won't be long before conflict between them breaks out.

So they don't have much time and can only learn a little bit.

Joan held the sword tightly with both hands, watching Jody's movements closely.

She didn't want to hide behind everyone.

Apart from selling things, I know nothing. The more she stood among these people, the more Joan felt that she was a waste and a fake... Instead of suffering in the back, it was better to go to the front line.

Even if he died in battle, he died on the battlefield and could have his name engraved in the Liberty City Cemetery!

Jodi moved and thrust out a normal sword, but even so, the distracted Joan was half a beat too slow to react. She was stabbed in the chest by a wooden stick cut into the shape of a wooden sword. She took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

"I..." Jodi froze in embarrassment.

Joan got up and said, "Come again!"

Ten seconds later, Joan fell to the ground again and bounced up as if she were sitting on an ice pick.

"Come again!"

"continue!"

"I'm okay!"

When Elimoyath came in, Joan was bruised and disgraced, but Jody had not even a mark on her body.

After landing on her butt again, Joan didn't get up. She just sat there and gasped: "Why can't I hit you?"

"Uh...your skills are a bit rusty." Jodi tried not to sound harsh.

"I don't know how...it doesn't matter, keep going!"

Fortunately, Joan is a real professional, and her physical strength can withstand endless beatings.

I don’t know how many times I was blocked from attacking. After being repelled, Joan couldn’t help but said: “Is this the strength of the elite?”

"Actually, I only fight you with the strength of a level 2...1 warrior."

"I see……"

Joan pursed her lips tightly. She was no different from a professional warrior who had just become a warrior. She was even worse...

For a moment, she was distracted and was struck in the stomach by Jodi's stabbing sword. Joan took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

Bang——

The breath he was holding was dropped, and Joan felt as if all the bones in her body were falling apart and she couldn't get up.

"take a break."

Elimayas came over.

"That's what I meant."

Jodi, who had beads of sweat on his forehead, said—it’s not because he was tired, but because he was nervous because he was worried that something might happen to the princess.

"I haven't..."

Ilimoyas looked down at Joan who was lying on the ground: "Even a giant dragon needs to rest."

"All right……"

Ilimayas recited the sweet dragon language magic, and Joan's physical pain and fatigue quickly disappeared, and her mental fatigue was also reduced by most.

"Thank you, Sister Ilimoyas..."

Joan climbed up holding on to the floor.

Fortunately, the floor of the cottage hall was covered with wooden boards, otherwise she would not be able to get up after falling a few times.

"Teacher Jody, what is my approximate strength?"

"Well... they are almost militiamen who have been trained for one or two years." Jodi stopped being euphemistic this time and chose to tell the truth.

Because he realizes that Joan is serious, that she really wants to go to the front.

Joan stood up now.

"I'm ready to rest, Teacher Jody!"

The cottage hall once again thought of a woman's gasping, a woman's groan, a woman's roar...

So when Annan first teleported to Ilimoyas, he looked at Joan covered in blood and Jody who was confronting her, and couldn't tell the situation for a while.

"Did you rebel or did Joan?"

Ilimoyasi just looked at her... Could it be that she had rebelled?

"drink!"

Joan took advantage of Jodi's distraction and rushed towards him, trying to hit him even once, but the sword he swept out was blocked.

Taking a few steps back, she panted and said, "I'm letting Teacher Jodi teach me the techniques."

"Princess Joan wants to go to the battlefield." Jodi winked at Annan crazily, as if hoping he could dissuade the princess.

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Annan thought: "Is it too late to learn combat skills at this time?"

"She does whatever she likes," Ilimoyas said.

Annan naturally wouldn't interfere. He stood aside and watched for a while. He vaguely realized that Qiong An wanted to burn his skills into his instincts through high-intensity battles.

Just like the caster meditates even while sleeping, the succubus will unconsciously move its intestines while sleeping.

Jody wanted to talk to Annan about something, but Joan's repeated pestering made him distracted, so he had to deliberately sell a flaw during a fight and let Joan hit.

The wooden sword hit Jody's chest lightly, but Joan was stunned in disbelief: "Did I hit?"

"Congratulations, it only took you two hours to go from knowing nothing to being able to hurt me." Jody praised sincerely.

Training cannot just be strict, it also needs appropriate encouragement.

"I did it? I did it!" Joan raised her hands and cheered towards Annan and Elimoas.

Annan caught a hint of smile from Ilimoyasi's cheek.

"Get some rest."

Annan said to the embarrassed Joan, who suddenly sat on the ground with her legs crossed without any image.

Jodi came over: "I think the princess is suitable to learn from Gloria."

"Really?" Joan was surprised.

Gloria is a master, much more powerful than Jodi, and she is also a woman.

"It's fake, he's saying you fight like a crazy woman." Annan exposed it mercilessly.

Jodi scratched his face with a bitter smile and explained: "Any skill requires hard training for months, and it's hard to learn anything in just a few days. But for a berserker like Gloria, all you need is the courage to move forward."

Joan was thoughtful, but her eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

"Why are you here?" Jodi finally had the opportunity to talk to Annan.

"Killian is dead, and there's no point in staying there. My wanted poster will probably be posted all over the Broken Mountains tomorrow."

The strength of the Golden City is similar to what Annan thought, and it's the same on the surface - it means that Annan doesn't use those special means.

"By the way, let me introduce you, he is Mr. Mora, who is half of our own people."

Annan pointed to Mora beside him and said. As for Aga, he hid as soon as he came.

Jodi, the quasi-paladin, nodded to Mora, the former dark elf, to show his friendliness.

Joan recovered some strength and hurried to find Gloria. Annan walked around the mountain stronghold and felt that he was not needed here.

Black Widow asked him to return to Liberty City - the liberation of the Broken Mountains would take time anyway, and it would be useless for Annan to stay here.

Annan shook his head. He vaguely felt that the problem of the Broken Mountains was not as simple as "the conflict between the nobles and the common people".

Lord Raymond's desire for power and wealth was pathological, and the Stunn ratmen had made this place full of holes. What role did the Church of Wealth play in it, and what kind of people were the wanderers...

"I'll go to see Little Smoo."