I seem to be an evil god

Ryan Aragon's original room was in the wing of the castle, so Liu Dao naturally lived there when he returned this time.

On the way from the main fort into the side fort, Liu Dao and his party were stopped by a muscular man.

Robert Aragon, the older brother of Lion Aragon, is currently the nominal first heir.

"Long time no see, brother."

Robert touched the scar at the corner of his eye. It was a vertical and horizontal tear that spread from the back of his left ear to his chest.

When Ryan Aragorn used the power of the demigod octopus to turn his left arm into a tentacle, he whipped this position.

"Who are you? In my mind, the last person with this face was already a dead person."

Liu Dao retorted, Robert blocked here with two long swords, his meaning was already obvious.

Roberta's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then she sneered: "It seems that you have been out for so long, at least you no longer sound like a loser. I killed you before."

"What nonsense!"

Liu Dao snorted coldly and interrupted Robert, "What tricks do you have, start now, I don't have time to waste with you."

Robert's face turned completely gloomy. He hated Liu Dao's straightforward approach. In his expectation, Liu Dao should fight him in frustration and anger, and be ruthlessly defeated by him. That would be a fun and enjoyable battle. victory.

Liu Dao's current response made him not very happy.

Whoosh!

The long sword flew towards him, and Liu Dao turned sideways to catch it. At this time, without saying a word, Robert had already raised his sword and charged towards him.

He was unhappy and was ready to make Liu Dao pay the price.

Damn!

The two sword blades collided in the air, and the staggered sparks illuminated Robert's sinister face. As the stronger side on the field, the sneak attack had only one purpose, to cause greater damage to the enemy.

Bah!

Liu Dao raised his sword to block the incoming sword edge, his arms trembling slightly. It had only been two months since he transformed into his second body. The inner breath he had cultivated from scratch was only professional level. Compared with Robert, who was already an elite, Liu Dao's arm strength was slightly inferior. One chip.

Swishing, swiping, Robert struck out with three swords in a row. Liu Dao raised his sword to the crossbar, and was knocked back several steps by the huge force coming from the sword's edge. After slashing three swords in a row, Robert put the sword on his left waist and looked at Liu Dao.

"I said how dare you come back. It turns out that you advanced to the elite level outside."

Liu Dao did not answer. He could not explain to an elite-level professional what it meant to have a strong foothold and a high foundation. He could not tell him what it meant to look at the professional system from an epic perspective.

There is no way to explain that although he has not even completed the advancement ceremony, he can still compete with the third-level Robert in wrestling.

Just treat him like an elite. It will at least make him feel better.

Liu Dao remained silent, which put more pressure on Robert. He put his sword away and was originally preparing to stab Liu Dao with great force, but the situation in front of him made him no longer optimistic and changed his attack method.

[Sword Style: Void Spirit Sword! 】

The second-level skill of the mutant soldier profession summons a phantom to attack with him. The actual lethality of the phantom is exactly the same as that of the swordsman at this time, and it defaults to the normal peak.

Robert and Xu Ying drew their swords at the same time. Robert's sword was centered and stabbed straight into Liu Dao's chest. Xu Ying slashed from top to bottom, then higher.

Attacks from high altitude are often much more powerful than flat thrusts, but due to reasons such as the inability of the body to change shape in the air, attacks from top to bottom are very rare.

At this time, it is used by the shadow. There is no need to consider the changes in later studies. Just focus on the power. Whether it is momentum or strength, it is much stronger than Robert's direct thrust.

when! laugh!

Liu Dao swung his sword and slashed from below, first swinging away Robert's flat stab, and then facing the shadow falling from the sky. When he slashed Robert, four points of the force on the sword had been lost, and then he hit the upper force with a heavy force. The phantom was immediately powerless.

Liu Dao's sword blade was split hard by the shadow, and the upper half of the sword tip was cut off along the edge of the sword. The remaining force was fiercely chopped from Liu Dao's side, smashing the bricks and stones on the ground, and creating a big crater.

The flying stones separated the two of them, and Robert stepped back to avoid possible attacks.

After the smoke dissipated, the two parties faced each other again. Liu Dao's wrist holding the sword was swollen, and the inside was blood red.

"Hahaha, it seems that I won this competition."

Robert put away his sword and said hypocritically: "My brother, this is the end of the day. You have just come back and you must rest for a few days."

At this time, Alfred walked past expressionlessly and stopped between Liu Dao and Robert.

He stared at Liu Dao's red and swollen wrist and the half-cut off sword blade, and said in a calm tone:

"You two young masters, please pay attention to your propriety when sparring. You are no longer children, and you should be very clear about your own strength."

"Sorry, Alfred, I just haven't seen my brother for a long time and I miss him a little."

Robert said proudly, Alfred nodded, and then looked at Liu Dao with a nonchalant look: "Young Master Ryan, please also pay attention. Now is not the same as before. If something goes wrong, the Baron will be sad."

Robert smiled happily, the partiality in Alfred's words barely concealed, but the next moment, Alfred's words shocked him to the spot.

"Now that the two young masters have finished their discussion, please invite Master Ryan to come with me. Your previous room has not been occupied for a long time and is no longer usable. The master specially ordered that the study room on the top floor be given to you. The master's friends also And come here, the reception room next to the study will also be cleaned."

"What! This is impossible, what does father mean!"

Robert exclaimed, the study on the top floor of the side castle was where the baron worked before he fell ill, and the reception room next to it was also specially used to receive people of his level. Walking into the castle, except for the baron's bedroom and the grand banquet hall, it has the most luxurious decorations It's just two rooms.

The old baron directly arranged Liu Dao, who had just returned, into these two rooms, and the meaning was self-evident.

"I don't know what you mean, sir. I'm just conveying orders."

Alfred glanced at Robert coldly and took steps.

"Wait a minute! Alfred, father, did he remember it wrong? Now my mother handles official business in the study on the top floor every day. How can Ryan live in it?"

"About this, Master also has arrangements."

Alfred turned around and said calmly: "After today, Mrs. Therese will no longer be responsible for the affairs of the family. The master is seriously ill and always misses the time he spent with the wife in the past. After today, the wife will be responsible for taking care of the master." Just enjoy your daily life.”

What!

Robert couldn't say a word because he knew it would be useless.

His mother is no longer in charge of affairs, so this task will be handed over to the butler Alfred. Preaching to those with vested interests is just a waste of time.

"Okay! Okay! Ryan, see you later!"

After that, Robert Shu threw away his hand and left. The long sword he took casually was thrown to the ground and penetrated deep into the wall bricks of the castle.

"Follow me, Master Lane."

Alfred seemed to have seen nothing, and stretched out his hand to guide Liu Dao forward. Liu Dao held his injured wrist and stepped to follow.

On the wrist held by Liu Dao, the injury gradually disappeared and finally returned to its original state.

If Alfred didn't show up, then Robert would know that the battle was far from over.