"Is there a mission to the provincial capital? It suits me."
Daley didn't walk to the bulletin board this time. Instead, he went straight to the service desk and asked Emily.
"Want a ride?"
Emily looked at Daley with disdain.
"There is no mission for a Level Two Warrior to go to the provincial capital. However, I estimate that there will be some in two days because a merchant has recently received a batch of goods and plans to sell them in the provincial capital. Although there won't be any major problems on the way, we still need to find a few people to drive away wild beasts or something. If you want to go, I'll help you book one. However, I guess I'll only help you pay for your travel expenses. I won't be able to earn much money.”
"It's okay. It's better than going alone.”
After booking a trip for a few days, Daley walked out of the Adventurer's Association.
"Good morning, Mr. Daley."
Hearing the greeting, Daley turned around and saw Hank and Aaron walking towards him side by side.
"Good morning, Mr. Hank, Mr. Aaron.”
Daley slightly bent down.
"Are the two of you planning to come to the association to look for a mission today?”
"It's not that."
Alan said.
"Madam asked us to rest well for the next few days and carefully experience the training experience of the past few days before deciding on the next step.”
"Oh right, aren't you planning to take the upgrade test in a few days? Alan and I are both level-two martial artists. Do you want to warm up?”
Hank suddenly asked.
"Alright."
Daley thought about how he had not fought with humans for a year or two and needed to get used to it, so he agreed immediately.
The three of them walked into the training field in the village and took their weapons. The three of them were all holding one-handed swords, and Alan was holding an additional round shield.
After greeting each other, Hank and Aaron each took a step back and formed a pincer attack on Daley. However, because they were afraid of Daley's speed and skills, the two of them did not dare to move too far away from each other.
Seeing the two of them in a defensive stance, Daley smiled and stepped forward, stabbing his sword at Hank.
Seeing Daley charge forward, Hank and Aaron also rushed forward at the same time.
With a ding, Hank and Daley's swords collided.
"Your strength is not bad."
Daley praised Hank when he saw that the sword in his hand didn't get knocked away after he caught the sword. He turned the sword in his hand, and Hank felt a strong force twisting over. He hurriedly took a wrong step and deflected the force of the turn.
At this moment, Alan, who was covered by the shield, had already rushed to Daley's side. Behind the shield, a sword shadow flashed.
Because his line of sight was blocked by the shield, when Daley discovered the sword shadow, Alan's sword tip was already very close to him.
"Eh?"
Seeing Alan, who was supposed to be in charge of defense, use a shield to attack like an assassin, Daley quickly took a step back and dodged the sword.
Taking advantage of this moment, Hank quickly adjusted his footsteps and attacked again.
With a clang, Daley took Hank's sword and his body froze. Hank was forced back a few steps.
However, just as Daley was about to pursue the victory, Alan's sword shadow appeared from the side again.
In order to avoid this sword, Daley had to give up on chasing and retreat.
Alan did not intend to continue chasing. He immediately retreated to the side and continued to pincer Hank.
"Alan is obviously an assassin."
Daley's mind spun quickly.
"It's obviously not worth it to use the shield to affect his speed just to conceal his sword. There must be other reasons.”
However, before he could figure it out, the other party's attack came again.
Hank shouted and slashed down with his sword.
"His strength and techniques are inferior to mine, so why is he still using this kind of fighting style?”
Daley thought as he moved. Hank's footsteps were moved, and he could not help but take a step forward.
"A chance."
Seeing that Hank had stepped forward and an opening appeared under his ribs, Daley attacked without hesitation.
Hank didn't seem to know that he was being attacked. He turned around and used the force of his step to swing his sword horizontally.
"What is he doing?"
Daley thought.
"With the speed of his sword, he might not be able to reach my current position even if I stab him and retreat. Forget it, let's take down one first.”
Having made up his mind, Daley sped up his forward thrust.
However, after Daley sped up and stabbed forward, a shield appeared between Hank and his sword.
"This is bad."
Daley realized that he had overlooked something.
Hank and Aaron were not the kind of people who would randomly capture two people to work together. They had always been together and had a very good tacit understanding.
Hank obviously knew that Alan would definitely block this sword for him, so he did that.
Daley didn't panic when he realized that he had been tricked. He turned around and punched the shield.
With a bang, Alan was hit to the side with his shield, but Daley's body could not help but stop. At this moment, Hank's sword arrived.
Daley, who was unable to exert his strength in a hurry, only had time to raise his sword to receive the slash. For the first time, he staggered back from Hank's attack.
Hank, who had the upper hand, did not pursue the victory. Instead, he quickly retreated to Alan's side to be on guard.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
Alan smiled bitterly.
"I didn't expect Mr. Daley to be so strong. I thought I would have a chance to make up for it after he took your sword.”
"Don't mind it, don't mind it."
Hank laughed.
"Now that we know Mr. Daley's strength, we'll just make the necessary arrangements.”
After saying that, the two of them pounced again.
"How troublesome."
Daley, who had once again forced back the attacks of the two players, felt a headache coming on.
The strength and speed of the two people opposite him were not as good as his, but their cooperation was abnormally tacit. Moreover, their sword techniques were clearly specially selected joint sword techniques. They complemented each other very well, and he really could not take them down in a short period of time.
Finally, when Hank was a little tired and slowed down, Daley cut in between the two of them and attacked Hank with all his might. He completely relied on his movement technique and speed to dodge Alan's attack.
As the sound of swords clashing rang out, Hank, who could not withstand the attack, was forced to take the initiative to retreat. The joint attack between the two was finally broken.
"Ha!"
Quickly dodging Alan's attack, Daley immediately exerted his strength and pounced in Hank's direction at the fastest speed.
He had to get rid of Hank when Alan rushed to his side. His speed was faster than Alan's, so he should have enough time to use five swords.
As he charged forward, Daley found it strange that Hank's sword was not placed horizontally in front of his chest to defend against his attack. Instead, it was pointed to the ground. At the same time, there was the sound of wind whistling behind him.
"Shield!"
This thought flashed across Daley's mind.
Hank's strange defensive posture was also very obvious. It was to prevent him from charging forward.
If he couldn't jump, he would lose all his advantages in speed and strength. After all, he didn't have wings. It would be tragic if he was surrounded by two people before he landed.
Under the watchful eyes of Hank and Aaron, Daley bent down and dodged the rotating shield. Then, he kicked his leg and turned around to pounce in Aaron's direction.
In order to save Hank, Alan would definitely use his fastest speed to approach him. Hank was much slower than him, and he had to dodge the spinning shield. Although Alan was an assassin, his speed and strength were not as good as his. In this situation, it was easier to defeat him than Hank.
Looking at Alan who was rushing over, Daley went up to him.
However, just as the sword was about to slash down, Daley heard the sound of a shield whistling behind him. It was Hank who had caught the shield that Alan had thrown out and threw it back.
"Seriously, I forgot that they grew up together. They must have played this game countless times.”
Daley muttered helplessly in his heart and bent down to dodge Hank's shield.
Alan's sword light was already flashing in front of him. Hank, who was behind him, must have pounced over. There was no way out. Victory and defeat depended on these few swords.
A series of dense sounds of fencing rang out. Alan's sword was still sent flying by Daley due to his lack of strength.
However, Alan did not panic. Instead, he raised his fists and attacked Daley.
"What does he want? You can't hit me at all."
Daley thought strangely.
Although he couldn't understand, Daley felt a lingering sense of danger.
There was definitely a problem, but he did not know what the problem was. Because of this intuition, it had helped him survive many crises in the past.
However, it was too late to deal with it now. He could only think of a way to defeat Alan as soon as possible.
"Alan, don't do anything rash!"
Hank's voice sounded at this moment.
Hearing the shout, Alan's fists paused for a moment and he swung his fists towards the sky.
With a swoosh, a few steel thorns shot out from Alan's wrist. They flashed in the air and stabbed into the roof beam.
At this moment, Daley's sword was also on Alan's shoulder.
However, Daley's back was completely wet.
It was impossible for him to dodge this attack. He had fought too many wild beasts and had forgotten that his opponent was a human, an assassin.
Although he didn't kill her, it would be best if both sides suffered.
He used to say that Hank and the others had no experience fighting wild beasts, so they thought too much. In that case, he had actually entered a misunderstanding and thought everything too simple.
"I lost."
Daley put down his sword.
"Thank you."
"Mr. Daley."
Looking at Daley, who calmly put down his sword, Alan panicked.
"It was clearly a spar, but I…I'm sorry.”
"No, thank you very much."
Daley said sincerely.
"Through this battle, I finally realized my own shortcomings.”
"Uh…Mr. Daley, don't be depressed. Ordinary Level Three martial artists can't beat us.”
Hank said as if to comfort Daley.
"I know that."
Daley said with a smile.
"It's not like I've never been a Level Three Martial Artist. I'll fight you again when I come back.”
"Alright, I'll do it. I will remember to ask Alan to change all the hidden weapons on his body to wooden ones.”
Hank looked at Daley's face with satisfaction.
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