Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Hatton raised a very subtle laugh in his ear, and then a quick whisper of whisper, and then a burst of laughter that seemed to be suppressed.

Alexander slowly opened his eyes a little dazedly, and his back of the brain was still aching. He raised his hand and touched it, and felt a bulging bag.

Was stunned by someone. Alexander felt a swelling on the back of his head and moaned, and then he saw two figures appear in front of him.

An unusually beautiful blonde swayed slightly in the sun, as if a little light was rippling in front of her eyes. The blue eyes like a wash with a pretty nose bridge, full of impressive three-dimensional sense, and two pieces of upward The cocked, seemingly difficult to hide the mischievous lips but let this face reveal the unspeakable live wave and jump.

This is a very young girl. It is a sprite that makes you feel youthful like a fire.

"Oh, you woke up, I thought I killed you."

Seeing Alexander wake up, the girl seemed relieved, but the expression on her face was obviously not as nervous as she said.

"This ... who is here, actually made a girl stunned. I can only say that I really saw a good show today."

There was a slightly ridiculous voice next to, and Alexander turned his head to see a young man of his age standing on the other side.

This young man looks good, with a straight figure and long, slightly unkempt hair, randomly scattered, but Alexander paid attention to a very eye-catching badge on the sword hilt hanging on his belt.

That was the coat of arms of the royal family of Naples.

"This lord, if you are attacked by someone unguarded, it will not be much better than me."

Alexander sat up slowly, he felt a bit unlucky today, and actually made a little girl stunned. Probably this kind of thing would only be laughed at for anyone who spoke, although he himself was very clear. The other party happened to bump his head against the back post.

But look carefully, this girl is really a little girl.

Looks as old as sixteen or seven years at most, because the slender figure is smaller than the actual age.

If Sophia stands with her, she should also look more mature in her body.

Thought of Sophia, Alexander felt a pain.

This made his mood suddenly worse.

"I'm sorry, I hope you didn't hurt badly." Although the girl said sorry, she didn't care much. She more often smiled at the young man, even when she apologized. Look over.

"It's nothing, I just hope you don't be so reckless in the future," Alexander appeared a bit stiff because of a bad mood. He didn't want to be entangled with these two people anymore, grabbed the hat he had thrown on the ground and was about to leave.

His indifferent attitude somewhat caused the girl ’s dissatisfaction, and her smiling face slowly sank, looking at Alexander with a slightly unpleasant tone and said: "Your gas does not seem to be large, it seems that I want to officially express Apologies. "

Said that she gently lifted the skirt and stood upright, saying with a solemn expression that did not match her youth: "Please accept me ..."

"Luosha, don't do this."

The young man stopped loudly, then stepped forward and looked at Alexander with dissatisfaction: "Although I don't know who you are, I forced an honorable woman to apologize. This is really undesirable. I hope you can show that it should be. Sorry. "

Alexander frowned, and the coat of arms on the sword let him know that this young man should be a member of the royal family of Naples, but the attitude of this man made him uncomfortable.

Was stunned by him, but apparently to please him, this person actually came over and asked him to apologize, which made Alexander feel that this was no longer unreasonable, but that he was just arrogant.

"Forget Alfred, this is not a big deal," the girl tilted her lips and shook her head, still saying to the youth with a smile, "This guest is from afar, we should not be rude to foreigners."

"Speaking of Lao Sha," the young man said to the girl with a smile, but the smile on his face disappeared as soon as he turned his face. "Since this, please leave, but I hope you will not cause any more trouble."

Listening to this obvious threat, Alexander's brow frowned again, although he didn't care about the other party making trouble for him. After all, he was the messenger of Sicily, but thinking that the other party might be a royal member of Naples, he felt that things were really terrible.

But because of this, the pace of his original departure was stopped.

Alexander turned to face the young man. He looked at the other person because he stopped holding the hand of the sword hilt, then looked at the young man's face and said: "Your words made me change my mind. I now hope this Madam officially apologized to me. "

"What are you talking about?" The young man asked in amazement. He didn't seem to understand it, and then he reacted with anger. "You would make such an unreasonable request. Do you know who you are talking to?"

The so-called "Do you know who you are talking to" is "Do you know who I am?".

As long as the lines of this rotten street run through the ancient and modern times, but they are still used by countless people, they have the urge to roll their eyes.

"I'm sorry, I don't know who you are," Alexander deliberately didn't look at the other person's coat of arms that was deliberately exposed in front of him, but also held the sword handle by his waist. "I just hope to get a deserved apology."

The young man's face showed anger and then there was a trace of excitement. He didn't expect the boldness of this foreigner to dare to challenge himself, but it also made him more happy.

The hand that originally held the handle of the sword has changed into a handshake. The young man comfortably stroked the handle that appeared unusually smooth after numerous frictions, and a cruel smile appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this man's movements, Alexander couldn't help crying.

Even laymen can see that this is a person who often deals with swords.

It was a feeling that was hard to tell. Although it was just holding the sword handle in hand, Alexander could still feel some uneasy breath from the other party.

Is the same as when I watched Earl Modillo show his sword skills. This YMCA is not the kind of trick to seduce a woman, but a means of real killing.

Could this be called kicking on the iron plate? While thinking about it, Alexander pulled out his sword helplessly. At this time, he couldn't flinch. It had nothing to do with his face. It was decided when he saw the other person's coat of arms.

"I am Alfred de Aragón, Earl of Rhein, may I ask you ..."

"De Aragon?" Although he was already prepared, Alexander frowned and asked, "Are you a member of the royal family of Naples?"

"My father is Frederick de Aragon, Duke of Lyon." The young man proudly announced.

Alexander looked at the youth unexpectedly. Although he knew that he was a member of the royal family, he never expected that he would be the son of Uncle Frederick.

Saw Alexander's unexpected look, and the young man smiled proudly. He knew that the conflict should not have happened. Although this somewhat disappointed him, he still glanced at the blonde girl next to him.

"Son of Frederick," Alexander shook his head helplessly, and then slowly pulled out the sword in the proud smile of the young count. "I am Alexander Juliant Gumbre, the emissary of the Kingdom of Sicily."

The smile on Count Ryan's face couldn't help but stagnate. He looked at Alexander who had pulled out his sword. He didn't know whether it was because of the other party's bravery or identity.

"Are you going to fight for me?" The girl asked, tilting her head slightly, her hands clasped together, her face showing a strange expression of excitement or something, blonde hair floating in the sun with the movement of her head The pendulum brings a string of shiny golden lights.

"Zuosha Valery Kosencha, as long as I can see your smile, I am willing to do everything for you," said the young man, pulling out his sword, and he smiled slightly at Alexander. "We must admit that we both have no grievances. , But now I want to challenge you. "

The meaning of that words is to smile on you through the Bomei.

The story is very old-fashioned, but it is very useful, especially when this person is a prince and he is quite confident in his swordsmanship.

Alexandria concealed himself, of course he knew what the prince was thinking, but just inexplicably disappeared when he saw that the other party seemed to be good at sword skills.

The rest, only the same inexplicable excitement.

When he felt some pain due to the excessive grip of the hilt, Alexander couldn't help but think of a person's teaching.

"Don't be so rigid, otherwise you can't respond flexibly."

"Look at the tip of the opponent's sword, and remember that it is the most dangerous place. You can't hurt you in other places. At most, you can leave scars on your pretty face.

"What are you doing, you are playing with the enemy, not flirting with the woman, the steps under your feet are so fancy, are you looking for death!"

"I can't believe how stupid you are. If you are like you on the battlefield, I can fight ten."

Bochum's voice echoed in Alexandria's ears. He remembered the situation when the mercenary captain was teaching the skills while in Sicily, and also the man's harsh but extremely severe training.

, The two men's swords flicked, and Alexander slowly backed out two steps, as Bochum taught, staring at each other's sword tip seriously.

Alfred de Aragon did not retreat as duel rules, he stood in place, his sword pointed steadily at the opposite Alexander.

"If you apologize to Miss Cosenza now, I can stop investigating this matter," the young prince said firmly, but he did not wait for Alexander to answer, but then stab forward with a sword, and this Then he said, "In this case, let me fight for the dignity of the young lady."

The prince ’s actions made Alexander want to curse. He knew that Alfred actually did n’t want to listen to his answer, even if he regretted it at this time. Obviously the prince wanted to be in front of the Miss Cosenza Beat him.

The blade of the sword struck the warm air directly, Alexander stepped back quickly, and at the same time his body bent slightly, his hands holding the sword swayed vigorously.

The crisp collision of the sword's body immediately sounded, and Alfred waved his sword again, stabbing at Alexander's chest mercilessly.

At this time, the girl's mouth slightly opened to appear to stop, but then went silent again.

Narrowed her eyes, staring at them, and her feet moved slowly as they moved.

Picked up the sword once again, and the sweat on Alexander's nose tip slipped down on the sword because of tension and force.

This is the first time he has actually faced an opponent. Unlike the previous fights with those sailors on the ship, he can't escape, he can only face.

Another sword, Alfred showed no mercy. His sharp blade passed under the sword that Alexander was standing in front of him. The long sword hung with a piece of clothing directly pierced the short cloak attached to Alexander's shoulder. .

His body sprinted forward with strength ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I hit Alexander!

Alfred's mouth slightly provoked, he had seen victory.

Then he saw that his opponent suddenly raised his left hand and grabbed the sword that was opened by his arm.

As he held the hilt in one hand, Alexander's arms with the sword in one hand twisted the sword with Alfred's arm as the axis, and the sudden torque caused the prince to no longer hold the sword in his hand.

With a scream, Alfred's saber has already taken off and flew out!

The blood ran down the inclined blade body from the palm of the hand holding the blade, traversed the blade, condensed on the tip of the blade, then dripped, and fell on Alfred's face that was just a few feet away.

The blonde girl's hands clasped tightly and looked at this scene unbelievably.

"Stop it!"

The voice of an anxious woman rang, and with the shouts, a girl dressed in a long dress hurriedly ran from the far side of the promenade in the distance. She had the same shiny blond hair as the girl.

She rushed over with anxious face, first stretched out her hands to hold the girl's face tightly and looked at it, and asked anxiously in her mouth: "Rosa, my daughter, haven't you been injured?"

When it was determined that the girl was indeed okay, the suddenly appearing noblewoman turned to look at Alexander, who still pointed the sword at Alfred, and said in anxious tone: "I am the Countess of Kosenza, George Anne Kosenza , Please release the count immediately. "

"what?"

Alexander was stunned. He looked back at the girl who was bathed in sunlight.

George Anne, isn't that his "mother"?

Isn't the girl who caused him to fight with the prince his "sister"?

Figured out that Alexander, really a bit ignorant.