Chapter 148

"Rock, are you in the top three in school?" Asked the young man.

"Yes." He picked his eyebrows. Anyway, he was a little proud of his youth.

"As long as you beat top tocolin later, you will be qualified to go to ermenas."

"It's easy to say, how hard tocollin worked, which one in the school didn't know." Rock stepped aside, picked up his dagger, pulled out a few flowers, and continued.

"When it comes to you, the family has prepared a letter of recommendation for you."

"Ha ha... That's true." The young man touched his head and admitted it.

Looking at the appearance of Isaiah's smirk, rock was a little angry for some reason.

I don't know which family I left this time. Rock was not satisfied. He knew that his talent was much higher than that of Isaiah. Because of his identity and no background, he had to compete fiercely with a large number of his peers in school to fight for the only place. These young men and women with golden spoon could easily get what they wanted.

"I'm going." Rock said casually, turned around and was ready to leave. He didn't like to be with this fool.

"Oh, don't do it. I'll do it again today. Didn't you just be unconvinced“ Isaiah thought, it's not easy to wait for a peer to practice with, how can we let it go easily.

"What's the stroke? Which assassin have you ever seen fighting with others face to face? Isn't that stupid? "

"Why can't assassins fight head-on with others? This kind of situation will always happen."

"The assassin is unprofessional." Rock uses his dagger to push aside Isaiah's broadsword and is ready to leave.

But the boy trotted a few steps in front of him.

"Rock, why do you always want to be an assassin? Uncle Wade is very handsome with a big sword."

"Oh, where handsome, it's not to be a guard for your family, what's so proud of."

When rock saw that Isaiah was in the way, he had to stop and argue with him.

"Have you ever heard of a story in which the protagonist is a guard? Have you ever seen a legendary hero who became famous by guard? " He shook his head. His short black hair curled up slightly. It seemed to be curled when he was sleeping.

"I will not work for your family like dad." He said treacherously, with a look of disdain on his face.

"But the assassin's reputation is not good either. I always feel that he is not aboveboard." Isaiah thought about it.

"Yes, the light is left to you noble people. We rats in the sewer are evil by other means. Is that your view?"

"No, this..." the boy said for a moment.

"I just want to be an assassin. I'll see which one of you doesn't like. I'll kill you with a knife. There's no need to talk about justice."

"Isn't justice good?"

"Justice is good, but it's not my justice, it's your justice. Well, I don't want to talk to you anymore. I'm going back. "

"No, unless you hit me, I'll let you go."

"Tut."

Rocke waved his dagger and stabbed Isaiah on the shoulder. Isaiah got a slight injury and his blood dyed his clothes red.

When he saw the blood coming out, rock was a little flustered. His dagger hesitated. But Isaiah didn't care about it. He swept over with a sword in pain. Rock held the handle of the sword tightly, strove to block it, and his wrist was numb. Then he took advantage of the flexibility of the dagger to beat Isaiah.

Although rock had the upper hand, he didn't dare to fight hard. After all, this was the loyal object of their family. Later, he had to fight with each other. Taking advantage of Isaiah's flaws, he tripped to the ground, and then they started fighting on the ground.

Finally they got tired and got up breathlessly, covered with dust and broken leaves.

Rock wiped the sweat and dust on his face. Looking at the guy opposite, the blood on his shoulder was everywhere, but it would have stopped slowly. After all, the wound was not very big.

"Fool, aren't you afraid to die?" Rock took a small bottle of medicine out of his arms and went forward to let Isaiah expose the wound on his shoulder.

Isaiah seems to be a little reluctant. It's a shame.

"You're embarrassed, aren't you? If I go back and get beaten by my father, you'll be happy, won't you?" Rock looked scornful, then helped him clean up the wound, poured some medicine, and then simply bandaged it.

"Well, I'm gone. After that, don't say I hurt you." Rock clapped his hands and was ready to leave, wondering how he met such a guy.

"Don't..."

"Damn, isn't it my father who's guarding your house? Please, sir, get around me, and I really don't like men. "

"Don't step on my hand!" And the young men of the earth were angry.

"Ah, well, I didn't notice“

Just thinking about how to make this a big deal without being beaten by Dad, rock raised his foot.

"Rock, you have to be my brother, or I'll tell your dad about it."

"With you, Isaiah, you really lose the face of nobility. I... OK, I promise you to be an entourage for one month."

Thinking about the privileges of the aristocrats in the Empire, in order not to make trouble for his family, rock had to admit it.

Looking at Isaiah laughing like a pig, he was really blind. Rock asked angrily.

"Are you so persistent in finding someone to be your younger brother?"

"Of course, look at the founders, the legendary heroes, who are not followed by a group of people. It's magnificent to go out." Isaiah has read many knight novels recently, and he is envious of that kind of scene.

"Ha ha, the legend of wind and moon is just for ordinary people to think about. We all know that Roland and and Yalin were born princes, so they can be kings. But Isaiah, you are just a child of the Baron's family, so don't dream all day long."

Isaiah got up from the ground and hit back“ Don't you think I don't know what you're thinking

"What Assassin's justice, I think you just want to play handsome, what with one person's power, cut off the fate, determine the direction of the world. I've known that sentence in your book for a long time

"You... You can do it." Rock looked embarrassed.

"Baron Burris's children are thieves, too."

"I didn't. That's what your father said. He also sighed about his son's ambition, ha ha ha."

Rock couldn't hang on his face. He took up his dagger and left.

"Don't forget to practice sword with me during this time." Isaiah's voice came from behind. I don't know why it made people angry.

"OK, practicing sword. I think you are..."

Rock gestured his back to Isaiah, and his figure slowly disappeared into the woods.