Chapter 34 Female Knight

Clayton waited for about forty minutes,

The specific feeling was that the water stains on his trousers had dried before Marietta came out of the club.

She held her head high and strode down the alley.

Before Clayton could stop her from moving forward, she kicked the dirty water onto his pants again.

"You should stop, miss."

This time, there was a hint of real hostility in Clayton's voice.

Mary stopped and looked at him fearlessly, looking at this guy who was half a foot taller than her and twice as wide as her shoulders.

"Do you need any help, sir?"

Clayton pointed down and said solemnly: "You soiled my pants."

After all, the other party is also a police officer. If you check the list of personnel patrolling here during the day, everything will be exposed.

This is a form of attack with a sharp weapon.

If he hadn't gotten out of the way, he might have lost his liver just now.

Clayton covered her entire upper body with his coat, and she couldn't even stretch out her hands.

Hiding your hands behind your back can conceal your offensive intentions.

Then he heard a dull piercing sound.

Mary was suddenly enlightened and moved closer with her bag in hand: "If that's the case, I can cooperate with you!"

Clayton subconsciously stepped back to distance himself, but there was already a wall behind him and there was no way he could retreat.

When he regretted his speech, Marietta used unique words to get him out of trouble in a timely manner.

He is actually not used to fighting close to people like this, especially against people shorter than him. Such people can easily lower their body, cover their eyes and foot movements, and hide the details of their attack posture.

that's the truth.

Even without mastering any skills, he can now compete with top-notch boxers without falling behind.

And he is also a gentleman and will not hit women casually.

When Marietta's coat was taken off her head, the first thing she did was to run into a corner and vomit.

"Then learn to get used to it from now on." Mary said lightly, and then uttered a sigh that seemed to have philosophical connotations. "Here, no one is clean."

It's both offense and defense.

As a boy, he often worked with cattle and sheep, so he was quite familiar with the use of whips and nooses.

"That's right——"

As a woman who can hone her fighting skills to such an extent, Clayton was not shy about praising her.

If someone who cares about hygiene comes to a place that doesn't care about hygiene and carries a gun, he must have an ulterior motive.

In addition to the specialized use of weapons such as cutting and stabbing, Mary is also skilled in the use of fist and elbow attacks.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, it took less than two minutes.

But its shortcomings are also obvious - it has no kicking skills, and its lower body is almost undefended.

"Me? Hiding it?"

Clayton's arm kept strangling her abdomen, which was not a comfortable position.

This is a fighting technique that is included in the infantry training code. It is called "Menian Bodyguard". It is a fighting technique that the Kingdom of Dorne acquired from a colony that was keen on cold weapon duels. It includes a set of unique steps.

and the skill of wielding a dagger.

Then the second time, she couldn't see anything.

The sharp blade cuts through the air, and the attack is continuous.

She didn't know who Clayton was, but no one living in this area cared about hygiene, so he undoubtedly came from somewhere else.

Hide the position of your own weapon, attract the opponent's attention, and deflect the opponent's weapon.

And the most important thing - cover the enemy's head and face and then beat him up!

Clayton only asked this question after seeing Mary appear in cavalry uniform for the first time. Regardless of her way of speaking, he quite admired this girl. After all, there were not many men who were willing and qualified to be a sheriff.

Of course Marietta knew it, and her movements were hesitant because of this.

Marietta seems to be Galeed's partner. If it is just a misunderstanding, it is completely unnecessary to offend Galeed.

Clayton can accompany the opponent no matter how he chooses to solve it, but he still hopes not to continue the fight.

Marietta saw only a large black swath passing by, and the coat knocked all the weapons out of her hands.

Surrounded by dusty industrial machinery, the powerful iron arms are already rusty.

The advantage of Menia's body protection technique is that the attack speed is very fast and dazzling. When used with short weapons such as daggers, the enemy can be defeated in one go.

"Nice shot!"

However, he still restrained the urge to do it himself very well.

"Little girl, do you know how to use the duel cloak?"

"It's just a few questions. After you answer them, you can leave. I don't think you need to be so angry, right? Or are you hiding something?"

She suddenly raised her legs to support the wall, then took off a dagger from the strap on her thigh and held it in her left hand, contrasting with the pen in her right hand.

Clayton pulled off his thick woolen coat and threw it on her body. For her size, the attack range was really too large.

After taking a special medicine temporarily, Clayton's hunger, which was caused by the werewolf's nature, cooled down.

This kind of physical crushing can easily give people confidence, and he is even willing to let the opponent go for a few more rounds of attack.

Although he is still not used to it now, after turning into a werewolf, his reaction speed and physical fitness are much stronger than before.

The lieutenant dropped his gun, put his hand on the wall and turned around to get out of the way of the stabbing attack.

He saw Mary rushing forward sideways, with her left hand in front of her body and her right hand hidden behind her.

The duel cloak is a kind of attire used in battle. Later it became a ceremonial equipment of the cavalry. Its use is similar to that of a whip, a lasso, or the cloth in the hands of a bullfighter.

Neither the sounds of their conversations nor the sounds of fighting alarmed anyone.

When the sound of "you" disappeared, she threw off the cloth bag and moved closer in one stride. The hem of her skirt floated backwards due to the rapid speed, and sewage splashed under her feet.

"You're right."

So he simply held Mary horizontally under his arm, then bent down to pick up the cloth bag, dagger and gun, and easily disappeared into the alley carrying more than a hundred pounds of weight.

Marietta chewed the word, her fighting spirit rising again.

"Sure enough." Mary frowned, her brown eyebrows almost forming a straight line.

There is a tall spire structure above the head, the roof is more than 20 meters high from the ground, and there is only one skylight that shines light inward.

Because his kicking skills are not good enough, at least for a fighter of Marietta's caliber,

But that doesn't mean there's nothing he can do against Marietta.

"But before I came, my pants were not dirty yet."

The pills contain sage essential oil and sugar and are not too unpleasant to eat.

"It's like this. Actually, I'm a reporter. I'm here recently to investigate the lifestyle and entertainment style of residents in this area. But there don't seem to be many people here during the day. For the sake of these pants, can you answer a few questions?

, just a few?”

Clayton's face darkened. This girl's arrogance was second only to Cuitis in his memory.

Even though he is already a colleague, he is still unwilling to use this status to make excuses.

Clayton stepped back step by step to avoid the blade. As the person being attacked, he saw this frontal combat method clearly.

However, Mary's lunge was too fast and had revealed her aggressiveness. Clayton guessed that she was going to use a faster straight thrust.

After vomiting, she noticed that there were still some iron parts under her feet, and refined whale oil mixed with blue fluorescent agent was flowing down the wall supported by her palms. The source was the energy supply pool device of the high-altitude power generation system.

"Maybe. It's better to be someone than to tell lies and carry a shotgun."

Even though she could react to this move, she didn't think she would have a chance of winning in a normal fight.

The general attack method of the cavalry is on horseback, and there is no need to practice kicking skills at all.

"Standing in a place like this, your pants will get dirty sooner or later."

Clayton suddenly relaxed his body, his shoulders slumped, and his arms hung lazily, indicating that he was not a threat.

Mary took back her fisted right hand, and Clayton saw the pen between her fingers and the circular indentation left on the earthen wall.

Clayton was well aware of this flaw, but was unable to use kicking skills to counter it.

The force was like being whipped by someone.

"ha?"

Although I really don't want to admit it, what he is saying now really sounds like those idle hooligans.

Clayton retreated lightly and took off his coat with one hand.

That was her full force attack from a sneak attack just now, and it was also the fastest.

Then she moved her steps and rushed towards Clayton holding two sharp weapons.

She twisted her waist and drew her arms out like soft willow branches, her attack movements full of the beauty of resilience.

This is an abandoned warehouse.

The railway station of St. Alvin Parish runs along the track, and there are many such warehouses on both sides of the road.

"Can we talk now?"

Mary turned around and saw the tall man looking at her with his back to the light.
Chapter completed!