This Plug-in is Too Middle School

"That's fine, that's fine."

After hearing William's words, the short-haired girl let out a long sigh, as if she had unloaded a big rock. Then she seemed to suddenly remember something, and she scratched her little round face with some doubts.

"But the hand just now felt like a deep cut, I thought..."

Halfway through the sentence, her head was pressed down by the middle-aged beauty.

"Rongrong, you must be mistaken. Although this guy looks only about the same age as you, he is already a strong man who can defeat the fourth-order earth knight head-on. I just picked up a bargain just now. If you want to hurt People are still a long way off."

"Oh……"

The short-haired girl lowered her head, then glanced at William secretly, and asked in a low voice to the middle-aged beauty with some curiosity:

"Uncle Berry, he is so powerful. I hid by the side and peeked. That Marquis of Gilbert is a fourth-order like you, but he is not his opponent at all. What kind of professional is he? Why is he so powerful! "

The middle-aged beauty smiled dotingly, and rubbed the short-haired girl's head without speaking.

I'm afraid it's not the professional's problem. The sword just now was definitely not light. It's just that the man's body recovered at an astonishingly fast speed. Most of the people with this kind of quick recovery are dark creatures.

The breath of this man is very similar to that of the vampire in the church, and there are traces of the power of death on his body. Maybe he is a special undead sequence professional. It is better to stay away from such dangerous people.

William didn't know that he was a little exposed, but bent down and picked up the weapon dropped by the short-haired girl from the ground.

[Wind Whisper Dagger (left)]

[Sharpness +3 Holy +2 Swiftness +2]

[Special skill: Blessing of the Wind, after collecting the left and right daggers, you can slightly increase the speed of the shot]

[Current set collection progress 1/2]

[The dagger made of two hundred-year-old Fengyu branches, enchanted by elven craftsmen with sharpness and enchanting, and enshrined by the Church of Eros, it has the effect of destroying evil to a certain extent]

A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. This Wind Whisper Short Sword not only added three points of sharpness, but also added two points of divine attributes.

[Black Death Apostle]'s special ability [Dark Flesh], in addition to consuming mental power to restore physical injuries, will cause additional damage when attacked by light and divine attributes, no wonder the short-haired girl's fluttering sword broke the defense.

"Then... can you return the sword to me?"

A crisp and naive voice sounded, and the short-haired girl showed her head behind the middle-aged beauty and stretched out her white palm to William.

William turned his head and looked over, his eyes stopped for a while on the other dagger held in her right hand, and she was so frightened that she quickly put her hand behind her back and said timidly:

"I can give you money, but I have used these two swords for a long time, so I can't give them to you."

William glanced at her and did not speak. Instead, he reversed the hilt and handed the dagger over.

Although the attributes of these two short swords are not bad, they are not suitable for me. If there are weapons with characteristics such as heavy blows, shocks, or smashing, you can consider them, um... It's time to find a suitable weapon, You can't carry a ten-meter-long flagpole everywhere, right?

At this moment, Harry, who was suffocated by William's punch, sat up from the ground, wiped the nosebleed from his face like an idiot, and stared blankly at this son who he had never paid much attention to.

I was beaten?

I was beaten by the shame of the family known as the weakest professional?

I... haven't woken up from a dream?

Harry Vankins slapped himself sharply, his blood-stained cheeks suddenly swollen high.

"Hey... it hurts, so that means it's all true?"

Roman raised his leg and kicked his ass, and scolded angrily: "Why are you crazy? What is it? What are you doing? What did you suddenly pounce on just now? Are you mentally ill?"

Harry sucked his nose, raised his finger to the indifferent William, turned his head and asked the old marquis in disbelief: "No... did you see him just now, him! My son! He actually punched me just now!"

Roman frowned and glanced at William without saying a word. It was the first time he saw William today, and it was even the first time that he knew that William existed in the Vankins family.

Looking at the cold-faced and handsome young man on the opposite side, and thinking about the terrifying force he used against the fourth-order earth knight, the old man glanced at Harry suspiciously, how did his ugly and stupid nephew give birth to such a The wonderful son is here?

"Why did he beat you?"

The old marquis slapped Harry **** the forehead and said with hatred, "Don't talk about him, you have a temper that a dog doesn't like, since you were fifteen years old, every time I see you, I think about it. Smack you!"

"No, you are level three and I'm level two. I can't beat you. You can beat me if you like."

Harry gestured with surprise: "But why can he punch me? Did you see that punch just now? I can't stop it at all."

The old marquis glared at him. "Jibo is already level 4, so it can't stop him~www.novelmt.com~ What are you more than Jibo? There is more water in his head than his, so is he more resistant to beatings?"

Harry's face dropped too. "Enough of the old stuff! If you scold me again, I'll beat you up!"

Roman slapped him on the forehead, dragged the strong man who was struggling and walked away, while a fat man with a huge body in the distance was running over sweating profusely.

"Your Majesty the Queen!"

He took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his head. The expression on his fat face was more than ten times more submissive than before.

Emil accompanied him with a smile and said, "Your Majesty, forgive me, I'm really fat for my size, and I can't walk as fast as that old guy Roman, but the Mullen family and I are your most loyal supporters."

Avril smiled, raised her arms and folded her arms in front of her, posing in a stern face, and said indifferently: "Marquis Emile, you didn't want to fight with Jibo before, I can understand, after all I don't think I can win this time."

Emil wiped his sweat and forced a smile: "Your Majesty the Queen is wise, our Mullen family's fiefs are poor and poor, and we don't grow much food. We really can't afford to support too elite knights.

It’s really incomparable to old Roman’s Anderson’s and Gilber’s Warren’s. If the loss is too great, you won’t be able to hold back the bandits in the territory. Please bear with me. "

Avril nodded. "It's understandable that your Mullen family's fief is really in a bad position. Part of the land is close to the sea, and it's all mountains. There's no place to grow food at all..."

"Yes, yes, your knowledge is amazing..."

"Except for the abundance of metal gypsum minerals, the development of shipping for goods, and the abundance of pearls, seafood, and abundance, the Mullen family's fief is not good, and you must have been dissatisfied for a long time."