From the Guerrilla Association in the East Block of Crossbell, B-class guerrillas Aiolia and Lin returned to their stronghold after a day's mission.
"Lin, you came back just in time. The post office just sent letters and packages that you were asked to accept. I have already placed them in the lounge."
Uncle Michelle, who was the operator, spoke to the girl with short black hair.
"Oh, it's so rare. Did you tell me where it was sent?" Lin, with black hair and golden eyes, was a little surprised that someone would send something to him.
"It's written in your Eastern square characters, and it's from a place called the Tai Dou Qi Training Douzu."
"Eh!? This name...could it be Master Liumo..."
After Lin and Michelle said hello, they immediately went to the lounge. After opening the package, they saw a golden dragon pattern on the envelope.
Contrary to what she expected, the person who wrote to her was not her master, but her fellow senior sister Feiyan Honger Wuxiang Loulan, whom she had not seen for seven years.
"Did something good happen to you?"
Seeing her happy expression after reading the letter, Aiolia asked a little strangely.
"Well, that's right. You also know that I am the successor of the Taidou style. The senior brothers and sisters I have not seen for several years have returned to the dojo, and they have announced to the disciples outside that they are getting married. If you are free, go back and attend their wedding.
.They were originally a couple, and they took good care of me when I was a child. Their master, Ryuga, was the great figure of the previous generation, Ryu Kagen, and they were brothers with my master, Ryuma. However, after the death of Master Ryuga, the two
Everyone left the dojo one after another. So I haven’t seen them for many years.”
"Huh? That's it. So this is an invitation? So what is that?" Aiolia pointed to the package in the package again.
"Well, senior sister asked me to pass this to a person named Ling." Lin put the envelope away and said to Aiolia.
"Ling (ren)? It's very similar to your name Lin (rin)."
"Ah ha, after all, this is a very common name. It's not surprising to meet someone with the same name. It seems that the empire still has the spelling rean."
Lin had no intention of opening the package. Unlocking the client's belongings privately was a taboo for guerrillas. Although this delivery mission was not an official commission from the Guerrilla Association, she had long been accustomed to the guerrilla approach.
"Fortunately, two reliable juniors have come, and our work has become a lot easier recently. I plan to go out once. Please record it for me." Lin came to the counter, greeted Michelle, and said yes
I have to take a week off if I have something to do.
"Are you talking about Estelle and Joshua? They are indeed very talented. They have accumulated a lot of BP and been promoted to C-level guerrillas in less than two months. If we continue at this rate, we will catch up with you seniors.
It’s only a matter of time before we become Class B.” Michelle added.
"Go without worry. When Lin is away, I will work harder to make up for your share."
Aiolia said.
Lin took the package to the address Wuxiang stated in the letter. After exiting the north gate, he walked onto Mainz Mountain Road, then climbed the hill on the east branch road, and finally saw a huge three-story villa.
"Huh? It turns out that this is the famous Rozenbelk Workshop. I always heard Aiolia say it. Actually, this is my first time here." Lin saw the information on the sign at the door and quickly realized that this was where it was.
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After ringing the doorbell, the person who came out was not a human but a maid puppet who was only fifty miles tall. After hearing that she was from the Guerrilla Association, the puppet opened the door and introduced her without saying a word.
A room that looks like a study room.
"I am the Ling you are looking for. What's the point of being a guerrilla here?"
The speaker was a little girl with violet hair. Although she looked young, she was wearing a white coat, but there was no sense of incongruity at all.
"I'm here to deliver something. By the way, do you know Kirika from Taito-ryu?" Lin handed over the package and asked in passing.
"I have met Sister Wuxiang a few times, but I don't think we are very familiar with her. It's just a nod of acquaintance."
Ling opened the package directly, and inside was a letter and scroll.
After quickly reading the letter, he looked at the scroll, and then moved to Lin who was also staring at the scroll. Ling's expression became slightly subtle.
"This...could it be..." This was something that Lin herself was very familiar with. She also had a set of the same set. It recorded the secret boxing scriptures.
"It's the one you guessed. The secret inheritance scroll of the master style. Then I should call you Uncle Lin."
"Huh?" Lin was stunned for a moment before he realized what the girl meant.
"You should understand when you see this." Ling stretched out her right hand, golden fighting spirit stirring at her fingertips.
After feeling that familiar aura, Lin had no doubts anymore.
"This is indeed the Dragon God Skill of our master class, and the color...is it a lie? You have actually practiced it to the level of proficiency? How old are you?"
"Well, I just broke through not long ago. In terms of age, I will be eighteen next month. It's probably because Brother Walut estimated my progress that he sent me this."
"Huh? I can't tell that you are already eighteen years old. As for that scroll, I don't think that's the case at all. The secrets of our master's style are based on understanding the shape and have nothing to do with internal strength. Even if it is
My current level of Dragon Divine Skill is only a matter of understanding and comprehension, and has not yet been completely purified into golden fighting spirit. And you have practiced it to the fullest, and you are actually just passing it in the middle?"
"To be precise, it's not even the first pass. I learned boxing from Brother Walut six years ago. But he always only regarded me as a student, not even a registered disciple. But now he has met some people.
Trouble, so you are finally willing to accept me as your disciple. Well, my master is Walut. If Uncle Lin, I think you should know him."
"Ahaha, although Senior Brother Walut is the senior brother of our generation, he is actually more than ten years older than me. It feels a bit weird to be called Senior Uncle. I am only 22 years old, not that old yet.
La. Let’s each do our own thing.”
"But it would be awkward if I didn't call you that. Calling your name is like calling my own name. After all, the pronunciation is very similar."
"That's right... Then how about calling me Sister Lin?"
"Yeah, okay."
"By the way, Ling, did you just say that Senior Brother has encountered any trouble? Could it be that there is some opposition to the marriage with Senior Sister Wuxiang? That shouldn't be the case. Basically everyone in the dojo knows that they are a couple."
"It's not that matter, it's something else. Anyway, I will go to the Republic of Kalvard with you next. Please take care of me on the way."
The better the two of them were. After setting off together tomorrow morning, Lin left the Rozenberk workshop. Ling changed her itinerary and informed the hostess at dinner that she would be going out for a while.