The Face Changing Warrior

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Several bishops and elders all had expressions of admiration, and they all smiled: "I can't imagine that the chief court warrior of the royal family is so powerful. It seems that our Bright Empire finally has another sword paladin! There are so many places protected by the true gods. With a fighter who defends the dignity of the gods, now those heretics in the north should be careful! When the holy war again in the future, our strength will definitely increase greatly!"

Listening to the admiration of these people, His Majesty the Pope Corsica VI looked calm, without an expression of excitement and excitement on his face, but he sneered in his heart: "Fighter to defend the gods...huh...he is powerful. , But is he really a devout believer of the gods? Besides... Sword Saint Warrior? Is it just a Sword Saint Warrior?"

His eyes drifted to the "Dracula’s Spear" that was stuck on the ground, and his brows were finally stretched out. No matter what, he killed a blood prince-level guy tonight and obtained this legendary magic weapon. It's always a happy thing...

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The half of the street outside the Prince’s Mansion has been shattered. Not only is the entire Prince’s Mansion almost razed to the ground, but the surrounding walls are already torn apart. Even the strong castle has been stepped in half, and the remaining half is also It was crumbling. Bayan and hundreds of dead men kept privately by the Prince's Mansion were scattered. Even the mansions of other royals and nobles around the Prince's Mansion were also affected. Many buildings broke and collapsed and the walls were sparse. The flagstones on the half-street outside the nearest place of the battle were even lifted up. Roddy had just walked out with Mr. Qiu, and saw that a pair of soldiers from the Imperial Capital Security Office had arrived. They had arrived a little late, and they were rushing into a mess at the moment.

The commander of the imperial capital's public security office was already ashamed. The last time Lord Tulip was assassinated, he almost forced himself to commit suicide. In the end, it was said that the entire imperial capital had been turned over again before it was overwhelmed in a frightening battle, and this time it was even more remarkable-the entire Prince's Mansion was turned into scorched earth, and it was within the imperial capital! From this look, it is estimated that there are not many living people inside.

A group of low-level sorcerers from the Imperial Religious Office stood outside, telling themselves that the Pope in the religious office and several bishops were slaying demons and exorcising demons, and that the leader of the security office had already begun to pray silently. Just beg His Royal Highness not to do anything... Otherwise, he, the commander in charge of the security of the imperial capital, would just draw his sword and wipe his neck.

When he was sweating profusely, Mr. Qiu walked over from the end of the long street. The security chief rushed over as if he had seen a savior, and he was about to hug Mr. Qiu.

Mr. Qiu glanced at him and whispered: "His Majesty the Pope is inside. It is a blood clan who is in trouble and has been killed... You don't have to worry about this matter for yourself, it is not your responsibility."

The commander breathed a sigh of relief, but the words behind Mr. Qiu's face turned gray again.

I only heard Mr. Qiu add a faint sentence: "But the son of His Royal Highness, Master Bayan died for the country."

This sentence allowed the commander to sit on the ground almost on the spot-the emperor's nephew died? Then, under the emperor's anger, is he still the leader who is responsible for the safety of the imperial capital?

Looking at this ashen-faced leader, Mr. Qiu sighed and smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid. Not only will your Majesty not be angry about this matter, but will be happy."

After speaking, leaving behind this inexplicable commander, Mr. Qiu took Roddy and left. This commander stood there thinking about breaking his head, but couldn't figure it out-isn't Master Bayan's nephew of the Emperor? Why would he be happy when he died?

This kind of pressure among high-level powers is not something that a humble leader like him can understand.

Later, it really confirmed what Mr. Qiu said. His Majesty did not pursue the commander of the imperial capital's public security office. Instead, he gave an order and said that he had handled it afterwards as a good afterthought. He praised him greatly. The leader of the Nong had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he just thought: Back then, the teacher in the Imperial Academy said that the emperor is like a tiger. This is really true... The emperor’s mind is really hard to guess. Thorough...

Of course, these are things to follow, not to mention.

Roddy followed Mr. Qiu all the way out. At this moment, the sky was already bright. Except for the chaos of the royal nobles’ residences, the streets of the other imperial capitals were normal people coming and going... Originally, it was an earthquake and again last night. Thunder, I heard that the homes of those noble lords have been destroyed. This is interesting news...huh, let them look domineering in the usual way! Happy...

The civilians in the streets and alleys are all talking about it, except that there are more soldiers in the police station that come and go on the street than in the past.

In broad daylight, you can't fly around the sky. Roddy honestly followed Mr. Qiu all the way to the gate of the city, and then out of the city, to a town outside the imperial capital on the outskirts.

Stopped in front of a small house outside the town.

"This is my home." Mr. Qiu's tone was very calm: "Old home."

Walking into the courtyard, it looked very depressed and dilapidated, and there were a lot of leaves on the ground, as if no one had been here for a long time. Mr. Qiu said indifferently: "I usually live in the palace now, and I rarely come here. But it is relatively quiet here, you are considered safe to live here..." His tone suddenly became a little sharp, slowly Added a sentence: "Lord Tulip."

When Roddy shook his body, his face immediately changed, stepped back and looked at Mr. Qiu in surprise.

"Is it weird?" Mr. Qiu smiled faintly: "I was very surprised at the beginning, why did Sete, who didn't know anything about swordsmanship, suddenly became a new Tulip Duke who was brave and invincible in the northwest. I saw it tonight You, and the swordsmanship you used... Thinking of Nicole begging me to point you... If I still don't understand, then I'm a fool."

"With these you can be sure?" Roddy was a little wary.

Mr. Qiu smiled faintly: "I wasn't sure yet, but...but I found one thing."

"what?"

"Remember when you passed the title assessment? I was actually there, but the samurai in our court were hidden in the dark in order to defend your majesty... At that time, I was very surprised. Why do you have such a grudge? Familiar... Originally I couldn't figure it out, but now I understand... Because your vindictiveness is cultivated based on the seed of power I sent you." Mr. Qiu smiled calmly: "Don't worry, I It won't hurt you."

Roddy looked at Mr. Qiu's calm face, a sense of trust developed in his heart, and finally relaxed his clenched fists.

Mr. Qiu smiled again: "What's the matter with the dragon breath on you?"

Roddy shook his head: "This is a long story...I..."

Mr. Qiu waved his hand and said faintly: "I am not interrogating you. If you don't want to say it, you can. When I first saw you, I actually liked you very much. You and those practicing swordsmanship I have seen You’re different from the young people, there’s a weird breath in you...you look like when I was young.

After a pause, he calmly said: "You have become very strong now, I am very happy, but..." His expression gradually became serious: "You shouldn't make trouble in the imperial capital. After all, this is the core of the empire, you are like this. Making a fuss regardless of the consequences will always bring a lot of trouble."

Roddy's stubborn thoughts rose up, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "Why not? I just want to make a fuss and tell those **** to destroy them all!" After a pause, he said in a deep voice what happened last night. Again.

Mr. Qiu's complexion was calm, and he stood here listening to Roddy telling him-even if he heard the news of Jojo's death, he just raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"So you made a fuss regardless of everything?" Mr. Qiu waited for Roddy to finish, and shook his head: "You are still too young...many things can't be solved by your spirit...when I was young Like you, I always think that anything can be solved with a sword, but in fact... it's not like that."

With a desolate expression on his face, he suddenly smiled reluctantly, and said indifferently: "I can't tell you much about these things...I...I don't have much time." There was a silence, and he faced Luo. Di smiled, as if a loving father was facing his stubborn son, and said softly: "I ask you, you said that you came back from the south for Miss Nicole, so have you ever thought about what will happen after you make such a big mess? ?"

Roddy froze for a moment, without speaking.

Mr. Qiu continued: "Miss Nicole takes the family very seriously, otherwise you will not be allowed to rejuvenate the family by pretending to be Dorset... In fact, this matter was originally a mistake. Miss Nicole rejected the emperor's proposal for you. , It’s not easy... If her heart is only for the revitalization of the family, she would have promised the emperor. But why did she not send someone to tell you? Just for fear that you will return to the imperial capital in a hurry... Have you thought about the consequences? The general, what is the charge for not being able to summon the emperor to return to the imperial capital privately? That was the iron law laid down by the Abbasid Emperor back then!!!"

"Your trouble, you are you, not the Duke of Tulip anymore. It is good for you to get rid of this identity in order to be with Miss Nicole. But...but have you thought about the future? Is it... Let you elope with Miss Nicole? Abandon the Tulip family and fall down?"

Seeing Roddy not speaking, Mr. Qiu raised his eyebrows and suddenly shouted: "You only want to get rid of the status of Duke Tulip. Then you have thought about how you can be with Miss Nicole in the future? Did you take her to the world? wrong!"

Looking at Roddy, he slowly whispered: "If you don't want to be the Duke of Tulip, can't you be the Duke of Roddy? If you don't want to be the commander of Tulip, can't you be the commander of Roddy? You are still You, but apart from tulips, can't you raise a flag for the empire again?"

Roddy's body was shocked, and two lights suddenly appeared in his eyes!

Raise a flag again?

Yes!

If he is allowed to leave with Nicole at this moment-will Nicole Ken give up the career of the Tulip family? Ken watched the hundreds of years of the family collapse suddenly?

Even if it is Roddy himself, is he willing to leave Zieg? Leaving Gordon's command? Leave those warriors who swear to the death to defend him? Leave those passionate men who fight with him on the battlefield?

"You don't want to see Nicole now." Mr. Qiu whispered: "You stay here these two days...I will teach you something."

"Teach me something?" Roddy's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but excited: "You mean... you want to accept me as an apprentice?"

Roddy is Roddy after all, no matter how strong he is now, he still can't get rid of the original simple big boy in his heart.

Be the apprentice of Mr. Autumn, the first samurai of the Empire! Become the apprentice of Mr. Autumn, the most respected samurai in the empire!

In the hearts of thousands of young warriors in the empire, who has never dreamed of this? Even Roddy himself, when he was a civilian student of the Imperial Academy, had this kind of dream many times in his dreams...

Seeing the look in Roddy’s eyes, Mr. Qiu suddenly shook his head and laughed in a low voice: "Wrong, not my apprentice. Your current strength has almost reached the level of a sword paladin. What qualifications do I have to be you? Where is his teacher?" He smiled as if very pleased: "When I was young, Duke Tulip once helped me. I said that in the future, if I accept apprentices, I will only accept his son. It is a pity that Setter has nothing to do with kendo. interest of."

Seeing the disappointed look in Roddy's eyes, Mr. Qiu smiled faintly: "I can point you, not how to improve your strength...but, your kendo."

"Swordsman?" Rody's eyes showed a blank look.

In fact, he has always been proud of his swordsmanship in his heart. When the imperial students were learning swordsmanship, his swordsmanship was the most solid! Even after his strength improved, the Carter instructor of the Tulip family was full of praise for his solid swordsmanship. As for the cultivation of fighting spirit, and the super power of the current body, they were all obtained from a series of adventures, not their own ability. The only swordsmanship he has really cultivated! !

Mr. Qiu saw the blankness in Roddy's eyes, shook his head, and whispered: "Swordsmanship is not as simple as you think... If it wasn't for the practice of swordsmanship, I wouldn't... alas..."

He suddenly sighed in a low voice, looked at the ruined yard, with an indifferent gaze in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I just advised you not to make a fuss for Nicole, don't be too impulsive... Actually, I am very I admire your courage... It's a pity that I didn't have your courage back then."

His eyes flickered, as if lost in memory.

"I said you can't elope with Nicole... huh... elope... This sentence is so heavy... If I could elope with her, what would it be? If we could all let it go..."

After finally regaining his senses, Mr. Qiu took a deep look at Roddy and said in a low voice: "Work hard, I hope you don't repeat my mistakes!"

The sadness in Mr. Qiu's eyes made Roddy's heart tremble. It seems that this calm expert also has his own sad past in his heart!

But, what kind of person is a woman who makes people like Mr. Qiu sad?

"Curious?" Mr. Qiu smiled: "It's all from my youth..." He said lightly: "When I was young, just like you, I had a little achievement in swordsmanship, and I fell in love with a noble girl. ...Later...After all, she couldn't marry me, a civilian warrior...She married..." At this point, Mr. Qiu shook his head. It seems to throw off all these thoughts in my mind.

He walked slowly to a tree, and suddenly turned back and smiled: "What is a sword in your heart?"

Roddy thought for a while and said, "It's power! It's a weapon that can destroy the enemy!"

Mr. Qiu shook his head and smiled, and said faintly: "I am asking about swords, not weapons. Any weapon is power and can be a tool to destroy the enemy. But what is the sword in your heart?"

Seeing the blankness in Roddy’s eyes, Mr. Qiu's tone gradually became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Your biggest shortcoming is that you have been harmed by the swordsmanship that spread from the empire! In my opinion, the so-called overwhelming majority of the empire Samurai’s swords are all wrong! They use swords to chop, to chop... Hey, one by one can only use brute force, I don’t think you can talk about swords, even if they have a fire stick in their hands There is no difference."

Roddy couldn't help but smiled, "Isn't it right to use a sword to chop?"

Mr. Qiu shook his head: "It's not wrong...but the sword is not used like this!"

He closed his eyes and solemnly said: "The sword is a noble weapon. It is lighter than a spear, it is more sharp than a dagger, it is more flexible than an axe, and it is more versatile than a scimitar! But all the swordsmanship training of the Empire , But it seems to have turned the sword into a nondescript thing. In the hands of those people, the sword was used as a spear to sweep, was used as a dagger to stab, was used as an axe to slash, was used as a machete to slash... Huh... Is this a sword?"

He opened his eyes, looked at Roddy, and slowly said in a very serious tone: "The sword is not practiced. It is ‘repaired’!"

Mr. Qiu stretched out a finger and said lightly: "What I teach you is ‘cultivating swords with one’s body’!"

His tone seemed a little cold: "After I was forty, I no longer use swords... Do you know why?" He smiled calmly: "Because the sword is me, I am the sword!" (Sorry, Gu Long Let’s use that set, after all, Ximen Chuuxue is my favorite martial arts character)

"Did you see this flying fallen leaf? It flutters lightly and has no strength. If you hit with a fist, sweep with a spear, or chop with an axe, it will only be shaken far by your strength. Float away..."

He closed his eyes, flicked across his fingers, and a sharp sword aura shot out--this aura wasn't violent, and it wasn't shocking, but it seemed as if a leaf that was slowly falling was easily torn in half.

After the sword qi, it was lonely. Thus, the wind passed by, the flowers passed by, the month passed by, the sword passed by love.

"The sword is in my hand, turning into anger and spirit between my fingers, piercing the warmth of spring, the boldness of summer, the style of autumn, and the coldness of winter."

This is what everyone said about the first swordsmanship of the empire! -

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