"Cough cough, so Aisa, do you have anything you can show ?" the Emperor asked.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I need the help of soone who doesn’t know how to fight," Elsa said.
Not know how to fight? In fact, everyone present knew at least a little, so who would admit they didn’t?
"Well then, let rephrase that. Soone who doesn’t often engage in combat, like this gentleman. What do you say?" Aisa approached a Minister.
This Minister was a civil servant who naturally didn’t need to fight; his combat experience was limited to training he’d received when he was very young.
"What are you talking about! Are you saying I don’t understand combat?" the Minister bellowed.
"Of course you do, sir, but how about compared to this warrior?" Elsa pointed to a guard in the distance.
"This..." He didn’t want to admit it, but it was evident to everyone that he was no match.
"So, let’s do this," Elsa said, and placed a hand on the Minister’s helt, a rather impolite gesture. However, in the presence of the Emperor, the Minister dared not react and could only wait coldly for Elsa to complete her demonstration.
"All right, this set of temporary imbued magic can last about ten minutes. Warrior, please co and compare with the Minister."
The guard looked up at the Minister, then at the Emperor. Should he agree to such a thing? It clearly felt like bullying.
"Do not worry, warrior. In these ten minutes, you might not be able to defeat this gentleman," Elsa said.
"Go, give it a try!" the Emperor spoke directly.
Since he had the Emperor’s endorsent, the warrior had no reservations and raised his hand to slash with his Light Sword.
"Ah!"
A cry of surprise rang out, and though it sounded tense and fearful, the Minister blocked the sword with an extrely textbook-perfect posture and even began to counterattack!
"Ah! What’s happening! How did my armor start attacking on its own!" the Minister shouted.
"Your Majesty, please observe. This is my study of automatic magic, combining various spells in a way that is difficult to describe simply. This makes the armor automatically attack the enemy. Of course, since it is magic, it consus a lot of energy. Without the wearer’s active participation, ten minutes is about the limit. However, during these ten minutes, this gentleman will beco a perfect warrior."
The Emperor listened to Elsa’s explanation while watching the fight between the warrior and the Minister. The Minister was constantly shouting, and the warrior’s offensive pace was getting faster. As a guard of the Imperial Palace, if he couldn’t defeat a civil servant Minister, it would be quite embarrassing. However, no matter how anxious he was, the opponent always maintained a textbook-like combat style, following his own rhythm, neither fast nor slow.
"Ah, ten minutes are up," Elsa suddenly said.
Swish!
The Minister’s wrist was severed, and the warrior opposing him froze. Hearing Elsa say ten minutes were up, the warrior imdiately restrained his techniques, and a very simple sword stroke ended up severing the Minister’s wrist. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please support us by voting or purchasing a monthly ticket at qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian to read.)
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