"Let me see how you've grown over the years."
In Soshyan's personal training room in the monastery fortress, Savita, who was dressed in dark blue armor, slowly walked to the weapon rack and picked up a long-handled knife for training. It simulated a chain saw halberd. weight and length.
But Soshyan did not immediately agree to the other party, but looked at Sevita, and then looked at Kayan who was sitting on a chair not far away and Thor who was leaning against the wall.
After sighing softly, he said:
"Is that all you have to say to me?"
Sevatar weighed the long-handled training knife in his hand, then turned his wrist, and his signature mocking smile appeared on his face again.
"If you have to say something, let's take a look and see if you have been playing with women until your legs are weak during this period."
Soshyan pursed his lips, turned towards the weapon, and took a training long-handled knife of the same weight and length.
Without too many words, they exchanged glances for a while and then rushed towards each other at the same time.
The whistling sound of weapons waving sounded in the air, like the sound of a galloping cheetah. Both sides were experienced warriors, and their attacks were quick and sharp, like a whirlwind attack that was dazzling.
In the blink of an eye, there was a crisp sound, and the two weapons collided violently, sparks flying, and then the two people retreated almost simultaneously, carefully observing each other's every move, and preparing to take action again.
Sevita was wearing armor, but Soshyan was not. Just this collision of power made Sevita raise his eyebrows.
Suddenly, he rushed towards Soshyan quickly, and then while tilting his body to the right, he picked up the weapon and swept it to the left, directly towards Soshyan's lower body, but Soshyan dodged at an alarming speed, and He rushed towards the opponent with a sideways glance at a faster speed, and swept his weapon towards Sevita's chest, but was deflected away by the opponent in time.
The two people fighting together seemed to have turned into a hot furnace, and the entire space was filled with harsh metallic sounds, with sparks flying from time to time.
Soshyan's body is like a hummer, attacking his opponent steadily and powerfully. Sevita is as flexible and quick as a cat as always, and the weapons in his hands are as tricky and deadly as poisonous snakes in the shadows.
If we have to talk about advantages, Soshyan should be better in strength and speed, but Sevita is half of his teacher. His long weapon combat skills were taught by him, so Sevita knows Soshyan very well. There are many paths, so every dangerous moment seems unpredictable and can be resolved in time.
However, in the contest between skill and strength, Savita knew very well who would have the last laugh, so after a feint attack from the right side of Soshyan's head, he suddenly launched a more cunning attack, suddenly bending slightly. He squatted on his knees, then pointed the weapon directly at Soshiyang's chest and abdomen.
Under normal circumstances, even Robin, the strongest champion in the group, would never be able to avoid this attack.
But Soshiyang dodged and twisted to avoid it. When the opponent tried to sweep, the weapons of both sides intertwined in the air, making a crisp collision sound.
When Sevatar missed a blow and retreated again.
Soshyan suddenly shouted:
"coming!"
The tip of his spear slammed into the opponent's left shoulder like lightning, and Sevita also turned slightly to avoid this fatal attack.
With his speed, he was out of Soshyan's attack circle in two breaths, but suddenly——
With a bang, Soshyan's weapon hit his chest. The huge force caused Sevita to almost fall, and he staggered back for more than ten steps before stopping. At the same time, an electric current flashed through Sevita's armor. He didn't feel anything, but it left him frozen in place.
The Prince of Crows looked down at the chest where he had just been hit by the opponent's "spear". There was a small scorch mark and shallow pit there, and then he looked at the place where he had fallen to the ground, still flashing with arcs of electricity, and had been broken into two pieces. training weapon, he said with some embarrassment:
"It seems that I have never taught you to do this."
Soshyan spread his hands.
"Doesn't this prove that your teaching is good?"
Hearing this, Sevita shook his head helplessly and smiled. Not far away, Kayon and Sol also laughed. Soshyan also chuckled and walked over with open arms.
Savita threw away his weapon, faced the opponent, and gave Soshyan a symbolic hug, who was already much taller than him.
"Welcome back, Cy."
When the two separated, Kayon and Sol also came over, and Soshyan hugged them in turn.
"Kayon, you too."
"Instructor Sol, the soldiers have asked me many times where you have been."
When separated from Soshyan, Saul said something.
"Is that all you have to tell us?"
After a moment of silence, Soshiyang said slowly:
"No matter what, I always thank you for helping me and the Chapter so much in the past. I won't ask you anything because I know it will make things difficult for you. I just hope that if possible, you can take the initiative to tell me. I have something."
As he spoke, he raised his right hand but put it down again.
"I believe in my own judgment, Kayon, Instructor Sol, Sevita, you...well, it may be a bit vulgar to say that you are a good person, but I believe that you are still the people I know, with some friendship and sensibility. .”
Savita sighed softly, rubbed his chin, looked around at the two people around him, and said:
"I was definitely surprised."
As he spoke, he looked at Soshyan.
"I originally thought you would call us liars and be as eager to learn something from us as you would torture a prisoner, but now it seems that you don't care so much about this."
"To be honest, I have been angry, doubtful, and confused. After all, if one's life is just a scene on someone else's screen, it would be too funny. Being treated as a commodity exhibition and living in a world arranged by others. in front of others, naked."
"Soshyan, maybe this is a kind of protection you don't understand."
"Ah, Sai, I can understand that life is like this, or everyone is like this. We step on the stage that we did not choose, and the script we performed is not the one we chose. But Sai, one day, you When you find yourself in a dream spun by others, will you break the blue sky? Or, to put it another way, if you found out in the past that everything Coz experienced was arranged by others, he was just confused. Will you find a way to wake him up when he's walking on a stage that he doesn't even realize? Yes, you will, because humans have never been a species that can convince themselves to just go on like this."
Savita pursed her lips, her expression was a little helpless and a little relieved, but in the end she just said a word.
"Soshyan, you have really grown up a lot, not just physically."
"After all, so many years have passed."
"Is there really nothing you want to ask me?"
Soshiyang shook his head, but then thought for a while and changed his words:
"If you can, I hope you can give a message to the person behind me. I have walked out of the stage, but it does not mean that I have to end this act. I will go on stage when I think it is appropriate, but before that I will Read the script carefully, because only actors who have read the script can play their roles well. During this process, I hope the director and screenwriters will not interfere with me too much. I will respect the script, but it does not mean that I will not give opinions. Also, don’t go to trouble Veronica or Velez. Even if Ruth’s case is exposed, don’t do it a second time. This is my bottom line. Although I am only a small actor, I may not have the ability. You can make a good show, but you still have the ability to screw it up.”
Savita, who had his arms crossed, didn't say anything, just snorted, turned and walked towards the exit.
"I have something to talk to Talos about, so you should go ahead and do your work."
