Sean knew that today was the last day of the mission, and it was bound to be the most dangerous day. So from the very beginning, he expected many possible scenarios, such as a halfway attack, or a group of people to attack, even if it didn't work, but at least it would definitely be a menacing battle.

But Sean never imagined that all this was completely different from what he expected.

There was only one person who came.

The sword dancer of the Windbreaker tribe who went head-to-head with Sean.

She didn't lead the subordinates of the Wind Breaking Tribe to intercept together, nor did she use any small means and conspiracies, but when Sean saw the other party's solemn look, he knew that this interception was probably the real last battle.

Because on the face of this sword dancer, Sean saw a kind of resoluteness that looked directly at death.

In other words, the other party came to intercept with the belief of death, and in the face of such an opponent, Sean did not feel that he could be deterred by some small means, this is a real battle with real knives and guns, and only the winner can live. But the problem now is that Sean can't guarantee that he will be able to end the battle within five minutes, and once it exceeds five minutes, then his combat power will be reduced by at least half, so let alone killing the opponent, whether he can blow himself up has become a problem.

Elven sword dancers, none of them are simple.

This class has always been known for its heads-up ability - this means in the hands of high-level players, of course, and in the hands of ordinary players, the extremely complex skill system is enough to make people kneel. But all of this is based on the premise of the game world, in this real world world, how can someone who can become a sword dancer be weak? Even if he is really a weakling, the strength of the upper gold is also there, which is like "level suppression" in the game.

It's just that......

Sean's brow furrowed, and he suddenly glanced sideways at his right. His eyes were as sharp as knives.

However, there is no one in this place.

In this grassland, the field of vision is very open, and there is no blind spot at all. In other words, it is impossible for Sean to hide someone in the place where he looks past, unless it is the illusionist who interferes, but in front of Cecilia, if the record is too close, even if the illusionist's magic flow trace is the lowest among all legal professions, it is impossible to escape Cecilia's induction.

So. The use of illusion as a way to conceal proximity is not always applicable.

But Sean still felt that someone was watching him in this direction.

"Don't worry, you're the only one who comes here." The female sword dancer frowned slightly when she saw Sean suddenly turn her head, and then whispered. "I'm just here for a fair duel with you. …… If you win, there will be no one in your way. But if you lose. Then please leave Princess Saloki at my disposal. ”

"A fair duel?" Sean slowly withdrew his gaze and stared at the female elf sword dancer in front of him.

The statement of a fair duel made Sean smile noncommittally.

Because he didn't expect this to be the case, because since Sean saw that only one person appeared on the other side, he didn't think of any idea of a fair duel, since it was the enemy, then he just rushed up and killed the enemy directly. Anyway, there are a lot of people on their side. But now, Sean didn't dare to guarantee it so confidently, because he could feel the powerful power contained in that cold gaze just now.

Although Sean didn't know what the other party could hide his body for, he was sure. There must be an enemy hidden in the direction on the right, and the strength of this enemy is far above the female elf sword dancer in front of him, with his strength, he can probably only barely protect himself. Basically, among all the people present, it is estimated that no one except Rena and Shefanio will be the opponent of the Hidden One, but Rena is in a coma at the moment, so the only one who can prevent the other party's attack is Xuefanio.

For Sean, if it was an ordinary enemy, he would definitely not care too much. But being able to hide his figure so much that he doesn't even understand how the other party did it, then this person must be very good at assassination, sneak attack and other skills, so if Xuefanio is allowed to fight the sword dancer, Sean really has no bottom to block the assassin's sneak attack.

Therefore, if you really want to fight a one-on-one duel, then you can probably only make a decision by him.

"Yes, it's a fair duel." The female elf sword dancer nodded, "You, and me." ”

"What if I refuse?" Sean laughed, "You're alone, but I'm more than alone, so do you think it's necessary for me to duel with you?" ”

"Why do you want to refuse?" The female elf sword dancer's brow furrowed again, this time it was deeper than the previous one, and there was even a thick look of incomprehension on her face, "Don't you humans attach great importance to glory and reputation? In that case, then I will challenge you, why do you want to refuse? ”

Hearing the other party's words, Sean knew that this female elf sword dancer's understanding of the Anthropocene realm was probably worse than that of Saloqi. Otherwise, she would never have run so directly to say that she was going to duel with Sean, maybe in her cognition, she came to Sean to duel this is the best solution, because she can't think of any reason why Sean will refuse this duel.

Therefore, at this time, Sean vetoed the proposal in one bite, which made the female sword dancer feel extremely dazed and confused.

"Most of humanity does place a high value on honor and reputation." Sean shrugged, "Be careful, though, I'm talking about most of it. In the human world, there are also many people who don't care about these ethereal things at all. ”

"Like you?" The female sword dancer's eyes did light up when she heard Sean say that "humans do value glory and fame very much", but when Sean emphasized the three words "mostly", the female sword dancer's face was a little ugly. She looked around Sean, and this time there was no solemn expression on her face, but more of a lonely look.

But for a person as cunning and shrewd as Sean, he can deduce a lot of information with just the slightest hint from his opponent.

Judging by the look on the female sword dancer's face, this time Sean could conclude that the hidden person lurking around was not with the female elf sword dancer. At least the other party wouldn't be from the Wind Breaking Tribe, otherwise, the female sword dancer's palace forcing tricks would not have fallen into such a dilemma. But more than that, Sean saw a look of pain in her eyes that she was trying to hide, and her face was noticeably paler than the previous encounter in the woods.

At this moment, Sean's mind became brighter and brighter: "You are injured." ”

Hearing Sean's words, the female sword dancer's expression was slightly startled, but she quickly calmed down: "Yes, I'm injured, so do you dare to duel with me like this?" ”

"I still refuse." The corners of Sean's mouth lifted slightly. Although he didn't laugh out loud, there was a smile on his face that anyone with a discerning eye could see.

Cecilia glanced sideways at Sean's smile, she was really familiar with Sean, so when she saw Sean smile like this, she knew that Sean must be playing with something again. And he definitely has the idea in his hands, otherwise he wouldn't have shown this smug smile. Because most of the time. Sean always looked like he was caught in the middle of a solution to some century's puzzle. Always look full of distress.

Many people couldn't understand why Sean would have such an expression.

Because he doesn't have a lot to manage like ordinary lords. Although his territory is indeed very large, in fact, the military and political system of the entire territory has long been clearly divided, and there are the highest people in charge in these two systems, and the person who really manages the territory is not Sean at all, so those under Sean who have not entered the core class will naturally not be clear. Where the hell are Sean's troubles.

Only a core follower like William, Alfred, Neil, Hela, and Cecilia would know what was really going on in Sean's brain.

"I have to correct you." Sean shrugged, "In the human world, there are indeed many people who don't care about so-called glory, fame and the like. In this ranks, we can only say that we include me, but we cannot say that we are e.g. ”

"Is there a difference?" The female sword dancer was puzzled.

"Of course." Sean nodded, "In some cases, I will do something that will damage my glory and reputation, but there are prerequisites for this. And most of the time, I'm very focused on glory and reputation, after all, I'm a lord who is about to become a marquis. …… You are my enemy, so I have never shown mercy when it comes to dealing with enemies, so naturally I don't care about the so-called reputation and glory. At the moment, I don't feel strong hostility and war intent in you, and since you are not hostile to me, then in some ways we may not fight, and most importantly, you are injured. ”

"So what?"

"I don't duel with the wounded." Sean said in a deep voice, "You want to die under my sword, I can fulfill you, but not now." ”

The female sword dancer didn't speak, her eyes staring at Sean full of doubt.

"Get out of the way." Sean said softly.

"Impossible." The female sword dancer shook her head, "I only have two options left now. The first is to take away the princess of the Snow Wind Tribe, and the second is to die in this land. But I didn't want to die, so I had to take the princess with me. …… Of course, if you can kill me, then this may be my fate. ”

Hearing the words of the female sword dancer, Sean's brow furrowed slightly, and then she and Cecilia looked at each other. Even Shefanio, who was not far away, showed a curious look, not to mention Saloqi, who was the person concerned. The snow wind is gone, but her elven guard is still on guard, obviously the hatred between the Snow Wind Tribe and the Wind Breaking Tribe has reached an extreme, and it is impossible for each other to trust each other or reconcile easily.

"What if we could give you a third way?" Cecilia looked at the female sword dancer, then spoke suddenly.

This time, it was Sean's turn to remain silent.

In the handling of foreign affairs, Sean thinks that he is inferior to Cecilia, which is not only a matter of ability, but also a talent and experience. Because no matter what, Cecilia is a princess of a country after all, so it is natural that she will be a little familiar. In addition, she went to the Maggie Empire's magic academy to study, and there was not only learning magic, but also many government affairs problems and handling.

So when Cecilia spoke, Sean usually chose to be quiet and let Cecilia deal with these kinds of issues.

Sure enough, when the female sword dancer saw Sean's silence, her gaze finally stopped looking at Sean, but at Cecilia.

"What third way?"

"What about your men?" Cecilia didn't answer directly, but asked a new question, "If I'm not mistaken." Even if you lost a few strong men when we fought that day, you should still have some subordinates to follow, and it is impossible for you to stand in the way alone like now. ”

Hearing Cecilia's words, Sean suddenly realized a problem.

This sword dancer's strength is very strong, although the Wind Breaking Tribe is only a third-level tribe. There won't be too many golden powerhouses, but with their knowledge and cognition of the Snow Wind Tribe. If you really value Saloki so much. Snow wind words. Then it will definitely not be just a few golden powerhouses. Especially with the way of acting in the Wild Lands, it would definitely not be so entrusted, at least as it is now, only this female sword dancer will intercept alone, it will never happen.

Never treat your enemies like idiots.

Sean remembered this phrase, the first piece of advice his president had given him.

"I thought they were a burden, so I didn't bring them with me." The female sword dancer whispered. The voice was full of a kind of dryness.

It's just that Sean and Cecilia are so shrewd and clever that they can hear some strange meanings from this sentence, not to mention the trace of grief that the female sword dancer is trying to hide in this crisp and simple voice.

"Do you want to take them with you, or do they all ......," Cecilia didn't finish the sentence.

"What the hell are you trying to say!" The female sword dancer shouted in a deep voice. This time it was really angry.

Seeing the anger of the female sword dancer, Cecilia laughed instead. In terms of diplomatic negotiation and other use skills, if Sean is just a beginner, then this female sword dancer is not qualified to be called an apprentice at all, because even Sean knows that you should never easily expose your emotions in the exchange of words, no matter how angry and fearful you are, or joy and excitement, you should not show it.

It was clear that the female sword dancer did not understand this.

However, for the straightforward style of the Wild Lands, I am afraid that many people will indeed never understand this in their lifetime.

Saloki. The princess Snow Wind is an exception.

Maybe it's because Cecilia and Sean are too close and have too much contact, so that after seeing the angry appearance of the female sword dancer, Cecilia's smile actually gives people a devilish temptation: "So...... Do you want revenge? For those companions of you? If you want, then I'll give you a third way to choose. ”

"You want me to surrender?" The female sword dancer suddenly calmed down from her anger, only this time her expression showed a hint of sarcasm, "Rather than make me surrender to you humans, then I would rather die on this land." ”

"I want to ...... I've been talking about it for so long, and I haven't asked your name yet. Cecilia smiled and said, "Down there, Cecilia." Cecilia. Rumbel. ”

"Sean. Connelly. Sean gave the female sword dancer an aristocratic greeting in a friendly manner, "That's Shephaneo over there, and it's Rena resting in the carriage." …… As for the two of the Snow Wind Tribe, I don't think you will be strangers. ”

The female sword dancer looked at Sean and Cecilia, and there really was no hostility or war intent felt in these two people, or there was no one in the first place. Just like in Sean's eyes, the luster emanating from the female sword dancer's body is always light yellow, which is a message that represents neutrality, at least as long as Sean doesn't make the first move, maybe the other party won't attack Sean at all.

After a moment of hesitation, the female sword dancer said, "Vinya. Breaking wind. ”

"Well, then you won't mind if I call you Miss Vigna, right?" Cecilia smiled lightly, and only after seeing Vigna's noncommittal expression did she continue, "I think Miss Vigna may have made a mistake. …… That's what I call the third way, which is not to make you surrender, but to cooperate. I don't know who your tribe's chosen collaborators are, but judging by your current situation, Miss Vigna, you may have been abandoned by your tribe, right? ”

When Cecilia said this, Vigna, a fool who didn't know how to hide her emotions at all, really showed a look of surprise, obviously she didn't understand why Cecilia would know the Tao, but before she could speak, Cecilia continued: "You don't need to ask me how I know the Tao, you need to know the Tao, humans are always very good at analyzing intelligence and reasoning. …… All in all, I guess my analysis is correct at the current location. ”

Vigna. Breaking Wind nodded.

"In that case, Miss Vinya is a free man, and all the shackles that bind you are gone, and you don't need to worry about the problems of the Wind Breaker Tribe anymore." Cecilia continued to smile and said, "Isn't the only thing you need to do now is to avenge the people who once trusted you and entrusted their lives to you?" …… Well, we have an opportunity for you. ”

Looking at Vinya, who obviously had a look of interest on her face, and then at Cecilia with a face of "I'm for your good", Sean didn't understand whether Vinia was too cute, or Cecilia was terrible. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for not giving up, really, very touched, thank you!