After returning to Asura District, Sylutia once again visited her former teacher and had a dinner party with her classmates to reminisce about old times. Her dress for attending Silver Bell Festival was almost finished.
The past two days have suddenly become leisurely. Sylutia stood on a sightseeing tower in Asura District, overlooking the city from a distance.
There is no need to rush with studies, the Woodland's mission is still far away, and she has completed all the things she should do in life.
Due to two consecutive days of sunny weather, the snow in Asura District melted a lot, and various buildings also showed bright colors under the blue sky, making this winter a little more comfortable.
She leaned lightly against the rough stone wall, closed her eyes slightly, and felt the touch of the wind passing through her hair and ears, feeling calm.
In this way, Sylutia watched the scenery on the top of the tower all afternoon until the sunset filled the sky. Then he pressed the brim of his sun hat with one hand and held up his skirt with the other hand, and walked down the stairs lightly.
But after she walked down the high tower, opposite the land illuminated by the setting sun stood a young man who had been waiting for her for a long time. He had healthy wheat-colored skin and short hair like wheat in the field, rough and tenacious.
"You are Hedra, right." He raised an unbladed thick wooden sword and pointed it at the girl. His arm was stretched straight, as if it had been tempered.
"It's me."
Sylutia took off his sun hat and shook his head gently. The flowing hair spread out in the wind, reflecting a hazy light chestnut halo in the sunset.
"Are you Luke?" she asked, placing her hat lightly in front of her.
"That's right, it's me!" The young man opposite proudly admitted. There was no admiration in his eyes when he looked at the girl, only the burning passion to challenge the strong.
"Come and fight with me," the girl of Black Griffin "Hedra!"
He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and slowly brought the sword back to his shoulder, like a fully drawn bow, ready to go.
The girl looked at those bright eyes full of fighting spirit, and after a few seconds, nodded.
"Okay."
She put down her hat, turned the brim of the hat lightly with her right index finger, and then like holding up the hair beside her ears, the hat flew away in the evening wind.
At the same time, her hands naturally drooped and spread out, and threads appeared on her fingertips, turning into black threads dancing wildly in the wind, rushing towards the standing young man.
The opponent jumped up in an instant, dodged the incoming thread, raised his sword high with his back to the afterglow of the setting sun, and then slashed down.
Like a movement to block sunlight, Sylutia raised his hand, and the wildly dancing silk threads flew and swept across, attacking Luke who was unable to dodge in the air.
"Sword Flash Style One!"
The wooden sword in his hand burst out with bright white light, instantly cutting off the incoming thread, and then rushed towards Sylutia unabated.
The girl raised her left heel and turned lightly on her toes. Her body was like a kite in the strong wind, letting the sword fly past her. Facing Luke with her back exposed, Sylutia opened her mouth again. Threads flew out of her hand, but at this moment, another bright sword light struck from her right side, and the back of Luke, who was originally preparing to attack, turned into a phantom and quickly dissipated.
So this is the killing move? Sylutia's eyes narrowed, and his body leaned back quickly. His hair and long skirt danced sideways in the air, avoiding this second killing move again.
But the matter was not over yet. Just before she could stand firm, the left side of her body, which was the direction from which Luke initially launched the attack, shined with a bright third sword light.
Even Sylutia has no energy left to change his body shape and dodge again at this time.
Facing the inevitable sword light, she raised her eyes slightly and clasped her hands lightly in front of her body. Countless silver threads flew wildly and gathered together. When the sword light hit, she caught it and then, like thousands of tentacles, swarmed towards Luke who was holding the sword opposite.
"Hmph!"
The young man jumped up, dodged the incoming silver thread, slashed with his backhand, cutting off all the pursuing threads, and then landed on the ground again, standing firm.
At this time, the silver threads on Sylutia's side still did not stop growing and dissipating, but condensed into five spherical shapes. Until a few seconds later, a pair of wings spread out from the spheres, and five silver-winged Flying Bird surrounded her side, like guarding satellites.
Holding the sword at his side again, Luke stared at the birds flying around. Sylutia did not launch an attack, but just stood there in the sunset and wind, waiting for the opponent to take action.
After more than twenty seconds, Luke shook his head and slowly put away his sword.
"I lost." He did not continue the meaningless combat competition.
In response, Sylutia also scattered Weaving and Flying Bird, leaving only one of them, docked on the wrist.
She walked over slowly, and by this time Luke had tied the sword around her waist again and put it away.
Seeing Sylutia walking over, Luke seemed a little unhappy, "Are you going to laugh at me? Just say it," he turned his gaze to one side.
"No, I'm not here to laugh at you." Sylutia explained briefly and continued.
"You don't look like a student from the Mage Alliance."
"Of course not, I come from a place further west of the Mage Alliance." He answered sideways and looked at the scenery in the distance.
"There should be a war going on over there right now." Sylutia recalled recent current events.
"It's a war, but it has nothing to do with me." The other party kicked a stone on the ground and explained briefly.
"The people who fight Mage Alliance are all Orc, barbarians, and some weird alien races in the mountains to the west. And I am from a human town on the border. Those Orc and barbarians are not usually friendly to us."
"Forget it, you don't understand even this." He seemed to dislike this girl for living in an ivory tower and not understanding the sufferings of the common people. He shook his head and prepared to leave.
"Although I lost this time, I will challenge you next time. You are at the Thetis Academy, right? I remember it."
"Challenge or something, no problem in the future." The girl shook her head lightly.
"Actually, I am not from the Mage Alliance, but from a remote village in the Woodland in the south."
Upon hearing this, Luke stopped and responded with an amused and disbelieving expression.
"Are you kidding? With your appearance, and, well, the way you walk and talk, and your posture, how do you look like a girl from the village?"
"Don't deny it in a hurry. Open your hand and take a look. If there are calluses and scratches on it, then you are qualified to refute what I said."
"This..." Sylutia knows even without opening his hand that there are indeed no calluses, scratches or scars on it.
"There are always many reasons for things." This was the first time she defended so unconfidently.
Skipping this topic, Sylutia asked again, "Why do you come here to study? I feel that you are more suitable for taking the path of a warrior."
"That's right. Not only you said that, but all the teachers who have met me have also said this." The other party whistled, then came to a bench in the square and sat down.
"The reason is, of course, that soldiers are too poor, so how can it be better to be Mage."
"Uh..." This sharp contrast between the front and back made Sylutia slightly stuck in the case.
"How much skill can you see in the swordsmanship I use?" At this time, Luke suddenly wanted to test this girl.
"Probably using the skills of "Mist Shadow" and "Aspect Power", he can transform his body into different positions, alternating between real and fake moves, making it difficult for people to distinguish."
"If I guess correctly, you should have learned "Blink Form" from "Illusionist School" and integrated its skills into your own swordsmanship." Sylutia thought and analyzed for a moment.
Hearing this, Luke turned around in surprise and looked at the girl.
"She is indeed the famous genius girl "Hedra". You can tell from this. This must be your first time meeting me, and I have never told anyone the origin of my swordsmanship before."
"This is the benefit of knowing something. People who didn't know anything before said that I was learning the skills of an assassin. Obviously this is the orthodox Mage technique. How can magic be such an inconvenience?" He complained while holding his sword.
"Everyone just thinks you are too arrogant and can't stand it." The girl shook her head slightly.
"Oh, those guys are all so arrogant. It seems like if you don't follow their rules, you're a heretic. It's really boring."
"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I have to go back." After saying that, he stood up, with the wooden sword hanging loosely on his waist, and his hands resting on the back of his head, as if he hadn't finished stretching yet.
"Wait a minute." Sylutia said.
"What's the matter? Oh yes, there seems to be something wrong." He thought for a moment, then took out an aquamarine gem from his pocket and threw it to Sylutia.
"If you win, this gem is yours. Well, that's what I told everyone before."
The bird on Sylutia's wrist flew up, caught the thrown gem, then fell down and placed it in the palm of Sylutia's hand.
[Sapphire] (Level 3·Excellent)
Although the quality is good, Sylutia's plan for himself is to use "third-level rare" quality gems as the material of "Astronomical Clock".
She put away the gem and replied, "If you want a good weapon in the future, you can come to me."
The other party didn't look back, just waved his hand and disappeared on the far side of the road.
Although a little arrogant, I feel that this guy is not bad in nature, the girl thought to herself, and then let the bird beside her fly again, went to the branch in the distance, picked up her flying sunhat, and put it on her head again.
It was getting late and she should go back.