The woman sitting on William's left hand raised her glass and offered to cheer for Duke Welf's health.

Only then did Roger notice the woman opposite him.

This woman is dressed in a luxurious manner, but compared with Mrs. Aida, she is simply the difference between a fireflies and the moon.

So everyone raised their glasses and drank together.

Roger sneered while drinking. He thought that the woman's proposal was really realistic. Seeing Welf's excessive wine and sex, if he didn't pay attention to his health, he would probably not be far from being hung up.

The banquet was going on so tepid.

Roger noticed that Mrs. Aida raised her slender hands, covered her red lips and yawned.

It seems that Roger is not the only one who notices this.

William leaned over and asked softly:

"Madam, the moonlight is very good tonight. Why don't I accompany you to take a walk in the garden?"

Roger spitted a bone on the ground with a "pah".

A mangy dog ​​rushed over and took it.

Mrs. Aida said: "Every day, I just eat and drink, and I'm a little bored."

Duke Welf excitedly said, "It is my fault to make my wife tired. Please allow me to make up for it."

So Welf picked up the silver spoon and knocked it on the gold cup covered with gems for a few times.

Everyone stopped to have a banquet and chat, paying attention to the Duke.

Welf announced in a hoarse voice: "Everyone, who can make the beautiful Lady Aida smile? I have a lot of rewards."

A young jazz came up and said, "Please allow me to perform swordsmanship for my wife."

Welf raised his right hand and made a request.

The young jazz walked to the open space behind Roger and drew out his sword.

Roger seemed to feel uncomfortable twisting his body and looked at it, so he stood up and faced the jazz.

He noticed that the jazz's sword was very long, more than half longer than his "mosquito bite", and his grip was twice as long as it was for giants.

Roger felt that the sword was a bit cumbersome.

Then he saw that the jazz did not hold the sword in one hand, but held the hilt with both hands.

Roger knew that in the Norman Sword's sword technique, there were also tricks to increase attack power by holding swords with both hands.

But usually the right hand holds the hilt of the sword tightly and the left hand holds the hilt of the sword.

In the final analysis, it is mainly about maintaining the flexibility of a one-handed sword.

Roger saw the jazz start dancing his sword.

He raised his hands high and slashed with force, then made a mistake, twisted his waist, and pulled the sword with both hands and swept across.

His movements are not fast or flexible. Just by looking at the sound of the wind brought by the sword, he knows that his power is absolutely not light.

Roger held his hands in front of his chest, and his right hand seemed to be unintentionally resting on the hilt of the "Mosquito Bite" sword on the left.

The jazz waved his sword and used several attacking moves.

Roger found that compared to the sword skills he learned, he focused on the integration of offense and defense, and did not need to be too old to move, and the moves were different.

This man did not consider defense at all. He just attacked, and every strike was full force, striving to kill the enemy with one blow.

But this kind of full-strength attack will inevitably lead to stiffness after the attack, which obviously affects the frequency of his attack.

Roger thought that this two-handed sword technique meant that there was no way to hold the shield, and it would also affect the speed and frequency of the attack. Apart from the large attack power, it seemed that there was no advantage.

But when he saw the jazz's firm eyes, he was moving forward and never retreated when he waved his sword.

Roger knew it was a desperate swordsmanship.

His eyes were dazed, and in his mind, he stood opposite the jazz.

......

Roger drew his sword with one hand and held the shield.

The opponent holds the sword tightly in both hands and points to the ground obliquely.

Roger approached his opponent with one step.

The opponent swung the sword backwards and then slashed it horizontally, and the tip of the sword was almost drawn in a circle.

Roger can easily deal damage to this unguarded opponent.

But when he looked at the other person, he was as firm as iron and as cold as ice.

Roger knew that even if he pierced his opponent, his opponent would still slash him with one sword.

The opponent's sword leader had no time to withdraw from his attack range.

The opponent's full blown attack, his shield could not block it.

So seeing his opponent full of space, Roger did not dare to attack.

He can only retreat.

The opponent slashes the sky with one blow and is stiff.

Roger turned around and attacked again.

The opponent pulled his sword, and his movements were too slow.

Chance!

Roger rushed, quickly shortening the distance between the two, almost facing each other.

Win!

This distance sword can't exert strength even if it swung.

......

Roger blinked and came to his senses.

He saw the jazz holding the hilt in his right hand and the middle part of the sword body with his left hand.

Roger was surprised that he was actually holding the blade.

The jazz squatted back and rotated, and his long sword thrust like a dagger.

Fast, accurate, ruthless.

Roger felt his abdomen tightened and seemed to have been stabbed.

However, this was just his imagination. There was no enemy opposite the Jazz, only air.

Roger speculated that the blade of this long sword was not very sharp.

When slashing hard, the blade that is too sharp is easy to roll the blade, but it is not as powerful as the blade that is slightly more dull.

So this man dared to hold the sword blade in his hand and use such a trick.

But if the opponent is a real enemy, when the sword penetrates the enemy's abdomen, it will inevitably slow down due to blockage, which will cause the Jazz's hand to slide on the blade, and then his fingers will probably be useless.

But when Roger looked at the jazz's eyes, he thought that this person should know this.

He is just trying his best, trying his best to kill the enemy, not caring about himself.

The young jazz put away his sword and saluted the Duke and Lady Aida.

Roger applauded like other jazz wearing swords.

He thought it was a wonderful performance.

But Mrs. Aida doesn't seem to think so.

She frowned slightly.

Roger's heart was almost jumping for a few beats.

So Welf raised his hand and let the jazz sit back to his original position, without giving a reward.

The atmosphere of the banquet was a bit cold.

Roger felt that it would be great if Minxi and Howard Johnson were here at this time. Although the bragging king was full of nonsense, he could be used to adjust the atmosphere, which was really appropriate.

But he didn't know where Minxi Howard Johnson, whom he let him go, was now.

And he wouldn't be stupid, so he asked Duke Welf this question here.

Because this will inevitably lead to the battle that led to the disagreement between himself and Duke Welf.

But Minxi Haoshen is not the only one who can tell stories.

Roger turned his head and looked at the guard Rinaldi behind Little Bosimund.

He remembers that Rinaldi told the story of the Eastern Expeditionists capturing Nicea, and the plot of the tugboat across the land was very exciting.

So Roger said to Duke Welf, "It is said that the city of Nicea was once occupied by the Sultanate of Roma and became their capital.

"The castle we are in is the Roman Palace at that time.

"And here, I happen to have an Eastern Expedition who participated in the capture of Nicea that year.

"Why don't you let him tell me about the situation back then.

"I believe that would be a wonderful story."

Duke Welf turned his head and looked at Lady Aida.

Mrs. Aida blinked her beautiful eyes, and her long eyelashes were trembling like the wings of a butterfly.
Chapter completed!