The dark clouds in the sky are very thick. I don't know how many hailstones are hidden in the sky. One by one, as big as a car, mixed with some rain, is falling towards the sea.

If it hits an ordinary person, it will become mud directly.

For such a terrible weather, Ayn's expression did not change, because before this, she had received Rowling's encouragement, at the moment, in ayin's heart, she had nothing to do.

The holy sky sword was shining with pure white holy breath. Ayin did not hesitate to chop from the top to the bottom and cut out a chop.

The wind of the sword was roaring and surging. All the rain that touched the sword was evaporated. The white sword spirit gradually changed into blue in the air and was cut towards the falling hail.

AIIn had to deal with all the hail that was in the range of the blackbird and another warship. As long as he missed one, let alone the blackbird, it was estimated that the sailors on the other warship would be scared to death.

"Stab" sound, the sword spirit is like tearing paper that sound, is cut by the sword spirit.

This is not over. Although the hail was cut in half, it was still very big.

One sword, one sword and another.

After practicing three sword strokes, Ayn finally smashed the first piece of hail, about the size of a knuckle, that could affect the Raven and the other warship, and completely lost the threat.

As long as you don't use your eyes, there's nothing.

Breathing a little, ayin didn't know whether it was sweat or rain on her forehead, and the double consumption of moonwalk and sword breath was not what her current physical strength could last for a long time.

But then how, as long as not to the last step, he will never shrink back!

Because her master is Rowling! She can't let her master feel disappointed. She wants to be worthy of her master!

At this time, the role of the task card began to play, a very small sense of enlightenment into ayin's body, but also for AIN to restore some physical strength.

A surprise flashed in Ayn's eyes. She only felt a little tired, as if she had reduced a little, but she didn't think much, because another piece of hail fell down.

Ayin's eyes are incomparably serious. She holds the holy sword that Rowling gave her. At the moment, ein feels that her master is with her.

"Faint chant!"

Ayn gave a low cry, and Ayn launched another attack on the hail.

Or how to say it's a master and apprentice. The sword Qi cut out is really not much different.

It is estimated that Ayn's "ethereal chant" imitates Lorraine's Serenade.

Rowling, standing on the deck of the black crow, saw this scene with his mouth slightly cocked up and did not know what he thought of.

Next to him stood Astria, who held up an umbrella to protect Rowling from the wind and rain.

Rowling didn't say much about the maid's actions. After all, it's impossible to pay wages for buying them back?

Wait a minute. Who says it's impossible?

"Astria."

"Yes, master."

"When I go back this time, I'll give you a day off and give you 10000 Bailey each. You can go shopping and buy something you like."

"Thank you, master, but will ten thousand Bailey..."

"It's an order."

"Yes, all the servants of asthia gave thanks to their master."

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