The deceiving sword force swung Grace's sword upwards from diagonally downwards, and then the gesture changed into a high-level sword force, and the steps under his feet also changed. Aruod's sword stabbed from above like lightning. The sword edge brushed across Grace's left arm and cut her skin.

"Woo." Grace covered her wound, bit her lips, frowned, and her eyes were still staring at Aruod's sword.

"How come you're convinced now." Aruod smiled slightly, waved his sword a few times, and did not take the opportunity to attack Grace.

"This injury is nothing to me." Grace said stubbornly, and she held the sword tightly and launched a fierce attack again. The crisp sound of weapons colliding in the hall once again sounded.

Grace did not expect that this young Count who did not wave a sword on the battlefield was so skillful in using the sword. His strange steps and agile movements not only could often differentiate his fierce attacks, but also whipped his buttocks with his sword body in the blocking gap from time to time, which made the young men watching in the hall laugh strangely.

"Damn it, despicable guy." Grace was so humiliated in public that she was furious. She bet that if he hadn't used that despicable little trick, but hitting with a sword face to face, she would definitely not be her opponent.

"Your ass has been sword on the battlefield, so where can you say it's despicable or not?" Aruod turned around her. He moved quickly and showed no mercy to his sword. He must completely overwhelm her from the bottom of his heart. The ridicule of people around him can gradually destroy her self-esteem, and it will also anger her and make Grace make a rash attack.

"Hahaha." At this time, the knights in the hall laughed loudly, looking at the pagan Nordic girl Grace, who was like a baby being played with under Arod.

"Huhhh~~~." Grace was like an angry lioness. She held the sword in her hand tightly, not using rational sword skills, but using her anger to dominate. In other words, the Vikings seemed to have the greatest advantage of their anger, but in Arud's view, this was their biggest weakness.

"Good come." Aruod suddenly lowered his body and made an action to hold the hilt and end of his sword. When his sword touched Grace's sword, the sword bodies of the two swords rubbed against each other. Aruod held both ends of his sword, like twisting steel wire. He quickly twisted the sword body of Grace's sword in contact, making Grace unable to hold her sword. In the blink of an eye, the weapon in her hand reached Arruod's hand.

"This is impossible, is this magic?" Grace was exposed to this sword technique for the first time, and she could actually take the sword from the other party, and completed it in the blink of an eye. At this time, even the hall was quiet, and even the knights were speechless.

"How about it, now you give up." Aruod grabbed both swords in his hand and said to Grace, who was still dazed in front of him. This technique was his sword skill in the Wendell family. He also watched an online video in the 21st century. He got a little inspiration. Of course, it is impossible to seize the white and white blades in the vacuum. The sharp sword will be cut off without waiting for your hand to pass, but you can use your own sword as a medium to use the movements of other opponents' swords. Of course, Aruod also practiced repeatedly.

"Work well, Count." A roaring applause rang out in the hall. The knights and Arude's ministers both applauded this superb sword skills. Arude's strategy is of course very famous, but his sword skills are rarely seen by people. This time, it was a feast for the eyes.

"Now you admit that you lost." Aruod secretly felt glad. If this Nordic girl hadn't had the messy and anxious attack, she wouldn't have thought that this move would have worked.

"Yes." Nordic girl Grace suddenly smiled. She didn't care about her wounds and nodded vigorously.

"That's good." Seeing Grace nodded, Arod breathed a sigh of relief. According to later history books, although the Vikings often attacked other Europeans, if they paid them ransoms and property, they would keep their promises as long as they agreed not to attack. However, Arod still asked her to make a vow with her own god.

"Yes, but you have to teach me your magical swordsmanship." Grace asked her for the translation to Sherry, who was healing her. The Nordic girl seemed to be unhappy with Arod, who could defeat her.

"Teach sword technique, well, it depends on my mood." Aruod pressed two swords against his shoulders and said to Grace.

"What does it mean to look at the mood?" After hearing Aruod's words, Grace looked at the translator Shirley curiously.

"It's just to make me happy. For example, first you have to learn our language, and it's awkward to speak." Arod said to Grace.

"Okay, I will learn your language." Grace nodded in agreement, looking serious, but the trembling on her chest made Aruod a little unable to bear it. The girl who was so old had such a weapon. When on the battlefield, the shield girl usually tied her chest with leather straps, otherwise it would affect the battle. Now the advantage of wearing a dress is revealed.

"Okay, but you have to go with me to my room. I have to apply some medicine to your wound. Lord Earl is too heavy." Shirley glanced at Arod in dissatisfaction, and then took Grace back to her room.

"It's really good to be elastic." Aruod looked at Grace's back, comparing the figures of the two women. He just slapped the Nordic girl's buttocks with his sword. The feeling of elasticity was really good. Who could have expected that an otaku has now become the lord of the medieval European era. He not only has strong soldiers, heroic knights, but also beautiful women to watch without restraint. I really hope that if there were no such bad things as the Nordic Vikings and Count Lauziz, he could live some comfortable life in his territory.

Kraze sat on the Dragon Head Warship, and the waves and sea breeze led them to the territory of the King of Denmark. When the war was on the way back, less than half of the people left when they returned. Although they had obtained some money, the Denmark could not accept this loss. With the uncertain future, he couldn't help but raise his head and pray to his god, why he wanted to suffer such a failed fate.

"There are ships in front of us." Suddenly, some small black dots appeared from the sea, and the Viking warrior who was driving the rudder immediately shouted to Kraze.

"Who is it?" Claze stood up and looked at the little black dots, and saw other Viking dragon-headed ships slowly approaching them.

ps:
Chapter completed!