Guina held a knife in both hands and watched mr.1 rush towards her quickly.

"Do you think you can block my attack with a knife?"

"Even the second swordsman, I don't know how many he killed!"

"Hmph...block? Why do you need to block!"

Guina made a starting move: "You guy with a knife all over your body is even more exaggerated than an idiot's green algae head. Is the more swords the stronger?"

"No wonder the elder brother said that cutting the fruit quickly is not suitable for me..."

"One heart, one mind, one sword flow is my swordsman's road!"

"One-knife flow and break the waves!"

The realm of "cutting iron" and cutting through the power of huge waves, Guina slashed out with a knife, and her figure and mr.1 interlaced.

"puff--"

The sound of blood splattering came, accompanied by a grim hum: "How...maybe..."

"Have you never heard of the sword hero's logo, 'cut iron'?"

Guina turned around and looked at mr.1 who fell to the ground: "There are countless swordsmen in this sea. How blind confidence is you who are so-called swordsmen who can't beat you!"

mr.1 sprayed a mouthful of blood and smiled bitterly: "So...so...so..."

"I'm such a... idiot!"

Before he fainted, he vaguely heard the screams of his partner, miss, and his fingers.

"Did you... lose too?"

...

Miss. Her fingers deduced Guina's strength through Dasqi's swordsmanship. Before she could even remind her, she saw that her partner, MR.1, known as the strongest agent outside MR.0, had been defeated by Guina with one sword!

“…”

Miss. Sweats in cold sweat on both fingers, mr.1 is defeated so quickly?!

"The winner is not decided, is there still time to get distracted?"

Dasqi shouted coldly, swung his knife and lifted the miss. The spikes of his fingers attacked, and he had a stab!

"Kill Shiyu!"

Miss, whose mind was in agitation, came back to her senses with both fingers, and it was too late to block the knife!

"Puchi--"

Blood flew, and Dasqi turned around with a knife and looked at Miss. His fingers fell down weakly.

"Justice is not a self-proclaimed..."

"Preserving the country you are trying to seize is practicing justice!"

"Beautiful job, Daschi!"

Guina came over and slammed Dasqi: "Your progress is so fast, and you are getting closer and closer to 'shutting iron'!"

"Thanks to Lieutenant General Wright and your teachings - even Cavendish, have been a huge help in my sword-making progress."

Dasqi smiled embarrassedly: "Cavendish is a swordsman genius like his sister. Compared to you, I am too far behind me, so I can only chase you!"

"Ha! Don't belittle yourself. Working harder is much more important than talent!"

"That guy Cavendish, I'm still laughing for the first time when I saw you as stupid as a chicken!"

Guina took out the Hailou Stone handcuffs, handcuffed the two enemies, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Haha... Isn't it because my sister has hit him too hard!"

Dasqi smiled and put his knife in the sheath, looking at the turtle car waiting blankly: "Do we want to pick up Cavendish?"

"Let him find a way. This car is too small and can only hold four people at most."

...

The battle between the port city Rapeseed Flower, Cavendish and MR.2-Von Kree is also coming to an end.

"So, you dead shemale will stop me!"

Cavendish attacked furiously, but in front of mr.2's weird "Shemale Fist"...

"Ah~ This young master is so handsome~ I am so lonely~"

A slutty sigh came from opposite Cavendish, causing his scalp to feel numb.

Durandel's sword tip suddenly stopped in front of mr.2, and Cavendish's right hand holding the sword trembled: "You...you..."

The person who appeared in front of Cavendish was his own face!

"I'm so handsome... I actually have two?!"

"This... how dazzling this is!"

Cavendish was intoxicated.

"Shemale Fist·The Memoir of That Summer!"

mr.2 soared into the air, and a roundabout kick was kicked out. Cavendish woke up and quickly swung his sword to block it.

"Ah hahaha! Narcissistic guy, you can't have a sword against your handsome face, right?"

mr.2 laughed exaggeratedly: "My shemale boxing technique is not just a physical blow!"

"Book by the way! Let me see if I solve you!"

"Shemale Fist · 320,000-round big round kick!"

"Ding Ding Ding Ding--"

A series of collisions sounded, and Cavendish, who was still a little dazed, struggled to resist the opponent's continuous attacks.

"...This is what Lieutenant General Wright said, the double blow of the body and the mind? Damn..."

Cavendish's eyes were hazy: "Ah... My charm is really irresistible. I am obsessed with myself..."

"No, right!"

He quickly woke up with his head and Cavendish made a move to attack.

"Beautiful Sword Swan Lake!"

The intense kicks and swords collided, and Cavendish's eyes flashed.

"I am a genius! You have used this trick so many times... Can't I find your flaws?!"

"Wow haha! How could my shemale fist technique be broken in my family...Wow!"

MR.2, which was spinning violently, screamed and was slashed by Cavendish:

"How can you see through my slave's abilities!?"

"Hmph... When you use shemale fist, you cannot become like this young master... This young master is a swordsman. You are a guy who uses physical skills, you should change back to your body to fight!"

Cavendish looked at mr.2's panicked face and pointed at the sword in front of the sword: "Do you think your left hand touching face is very concealed? I can see clearly!"

"Ah...what? I can't hear anything..."

mr.2 was hit hard, and he was sweating all over his head and deceiving himself.

"So what if you find it out! Don't think you are a swordsman and are afraid of you!"

mr.2 quickly recovered from the blow, lifting the swan neck toes:

"Shemale Fist · Explosive Swan Dance!"

"White Horse!"

Cavendish shouted coldly, his long golden hair drifted in the wind, his pupils seemed to have double pupils, his eyes became cold and sharp, and his whole aura became sharp and sharp:

"Beautiful Sword Blue Bird!"

The whistle sound of the sword cutting through the air sounded, and two bodies intertwined, and a stream of blood came out of mr.2's body and slowly fell to the ground.

"...You actually... haven't used all your strength yet..."

"You win... kill me! Anyway, the slave will be liquidated by the organization in the future... It's better to die at your hands!"

"Hmph, I don't need to do this state, after all... that means that my swordsmanship has not beaten you!"

Cavendish put his sword back into the sheath with a little dissatisfaction: "Why, I'm so anxious to die?"

"Just a shemale... you are quite open-minded."

"I am proud of being a shemale!"

mr.2 struggled to sit up, showing a miserable smile:

"Whether you deviate from the way of men or women, if you do not transcend your duty, you are the way of being a human being!"

“…”

Cavendish shook his head, took out the Hailou stone handcuffs, and handcuffed mr.2:

"The way of being a human being? First of all, you have to be a good person..."

"What can we talk about not overcoming our duties by harming civilians to achieve our ideals?"

After all, this young master was once a prince...

If my son's kingdom is hurt by a country thief like you, even if he has to pay the price of his popularity...
Chapter completed!