Starting from the Great Sword, you can only rely on yourself to become stronger

Denise's look made Su Moyu feel distressed. It was the first time he saw Denise so vulnerable. He thought about comforting her, but he didn't know where to start, so he took action directly.

Denise, who was still sad about Priscilla's future, suddenly trembled slightly.

A warm big hand had already reached into her palm from under the quilt, interlocked with her left hand, and held it tightly.

After a moment of hesitation, five slender white fingers slowly returned the hand.

"This is... the decision made by the child herself. I think we should respect her opinion."

Su Moyu held Denise's hand tightly, as if he wanted to convey his inner strength to her.

"After all, I am not the child's real brother. You can't stay with her and take care of her all her life. She doesn't have any relatives to rely on in this world. Instead of letting her live in fear every day and living alone, it is better to become a warrior. At least...she can have enough power to protect herself in this dangerous continent."

After telling Priscilla what he thought in his heart, seeing that Denise didn't let go of his hand, Su Moyu also moved his position and hugged Denise from behind again.

This time, Denise was no longer hindered by the cold sword and armor. In the quiet night, the two parties who were close to each other could deeply feel the heat emanating from each other's body, and the frequency of the two beating hearts was slowly overlapping and accelerating.

Su Moyu could also feel that Denise's body went from stiffness at the beginning to slight tremors later, until finally, she was completely relaxed and leaned on his chest.

The two sat on the bed, closed their eyes, silently felt the rhythm of each other's heartbeats, and didn't say a word all night.

The next day, Su Moyu found a complete horse from the village. Using the car as a means of transportation, the three of them officially set out on the journey to the organization.

Along the way, Su Moyu was traveling at a leisurely pace, as if he was traveling for sightseeing.

They set up camp at night and asked Denise to confirm that there were no soldiers from the organization nearby.

After Priscilla was coaxed to sleep by Su Moyu, in order to ensure that her identity could gain the trust of the organization, she began to discuss with Denise in a low voice the various specific details of the organization, including the characteristics of the personnel and the functions of various buildings, in order to make her disguise as perfect as possible.

In this way, after more than two months, they finally arrived at the organization's sphere of influence. Denise and Priscilla also became completely familiar with each other, calling each other sister affectionately. The relationship between Su Moyu and Denise was also gradually warming up during these two months of getting along.

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""Su Lante, you are finally here. I have been waiting for so long."

An uninvited guest suddenly appeared and stopped the carriage driven by Su Moyu.

"Oh? Who was it? It's not that... that... who? This... agent, right? Sorry, I don't think I know your name yet. The road to the organization is exactly the same as I remembered. It's so bumpy and the carriage is not easy to drive. I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

Su Moyu's weird tone made Orsay's dead face twitch.

"Why do we have to take a carriage? With a soldier's physique, even if he walked, he should have arrived long ago, right?"

Faced with Orsay's question, Su Moyu just shrugged and said indifferently

"No one stipulates that I can't take the carriage. I am traveling with my own sister, and she is not a soldier. She will be tired if she walks such a long way. Besides, you didn't tell me when to arrive at the organization, so why am I in such a hurry? You still blame me for this?" Damn it! This bastard! He blames me ?!

Orsay was speechless after being retorted by Su Moyu, and his face became even uglier. Didn't the information say that Su Lante was a taciturn guy? How did he become so talkative now? Could it be that his brain was damaged when he fell off the cliff? Cursing in his heart, Orsay with a dark face pointed to the items placed on the stone next to him, angrily said a word, and turned away.

"That's what you want. After you change it, come to the square by yourself. Also, listen to me carefully! You are not allowed to drive the carriage in!!!"

"Ah, okay, okay, I'll listen to you. If I don't want to open it, then I won't open it. Why are you so angry? Be careful not to get angry and hurt your body. If you get angry to death by accident, it will be more trouble than it's worth~"

Su Moyu muttered a few words in a 'low' voice, just enough for Orsay, who hadn't walked far yet, to hear it clearly. He staggered and almost tripped. He steadied his steps, gritted his teeth, and continued to walk towards the direction of the organization square without looking back.

Denise, who was standing by, heard the conversation between the two and saw her agent was defeated. She was covering her mouth and laughing secretly.

"You are still so sharp-tongued and never give in. If Orsay had a weaker mental endurance, he would probably have cursed on the spot."

"This is just the beginning. I haven't even used half of my strength as a Remington 870. By the way, my tongue is more powerful than my mouth. Denise, do you want to give it a try?"

Su Moyu jumped off the carriage and walked to the stone.

There was a set of equipment that looked like it was used by a warrior, but it was obviously different from the female warriors like Denise.

It was the style of armor and clothing used by men.

Moreover, there was no collar with sword marks drawn on it that female warriors used to cover the neck sutures, nor was there the white cloak.

Although it looked like there was no sign of damage or dirt, it still exuded an ancient feeling as a whole.

Most likely, the organization had dug out the equipment inventory of the first generation of male warriors from a corner of a warehouse.

On the ground next to it, there was also a standard sword with the same ancient atmosphere, etched with a strange sword mark that Su Moyu had never seen before, in the form of a wavy line and a vertical line crossing.

This should be the sword mark of Surante back then, right?

It fits the name of his sword skill very well.

Su Moyu thought so and began to take off his clothes

"Tongue?"

Dinisha was stunned at first, then she saw Su Moyu's smirk and understood instantly. Then her pretty face turned red and she spat.

"Bah, what nonsense are you talking about again? It's so ridiculous. Who wants to try it?"

"Well, it's just a joke, don't mind it, it's also to relax, after all, we're already here, to be honest, I'm still a little nervous."

However, when she saw Su Moyu, who had taken off his coat and was only left with his underwear, picking up the warrior's uniform and putting it on, Denise came over and helped Su Moyu put on all his equipment.

"Surante's sword seal is indeed like this, right?"

He drew out the great sword, swung it a few times to get a feel for it, then examined it carefully, showed it to Denise, and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, that's right. The sword seal that Orsay drew on the information he gave me at that time was in this shape."

Dinisha replied in a low voice.

"That's fine."

Inserting the big sword into the sword rack connected to the shoulder armor behind him, Su Moyu looked at the gate of the organization not far away and narrowed his eyes.

"let's go."