"Faster, faster," Nellie Lester kept shouting.

The man punched Nelly's cheek one after another. Even if he was watching from the sidelines, he could feel the power contained in the man's fist.

But Nellie dodged every attack with ease.

Until the man shows his flaws.

Nelly punched the man in the chin, knocking the 90-kilogram man to the ground.

After lying there for a while, the man spoke with difficulty:

"Ah, Nelly, your fists are getting faster and faster. Are you really not going to give up your studies and practice fighting full-time? You have this talent."

Nelly smiled:

"I like reading, fighting is just a spice in life."

In fact, what she said was not entirely true. Fighting is not just her hobby.

But when she waves her fist and clenches the weapon, she feels safe.

She will forget the powerlessness and pain.

After she knew the truth, everything was irreversible.

Nelly clenched her fists and walked into the changing room.

She picked up her sweater and wiped her sweat, then lifted up half of her shirt and looked at her belly.

There are already beautiful vest lines on her body, and although the small muscles that are only slightly bulging are far inferior to those of strong men, the explosive power hidden in them far exceeds them.

All this is because of the ax Hevin gave to his mother.

Ever since it followed her, Neely could feel that her physical abilities were getting stronger, and her reaction speed, muscle strength, and ability to resist hits were all improving.

But when she fought with others, she could feel the joy conveyed to her by the axe.

Pumping the fist makes her feel safe.

But when she held the ax handle, she could truly calm down.

Nelly left the fighting gym.

On the streets of Wharton, knights can be seen patrolling from time to time.

Wharton's West District is also the only place in the country where members of the Knights patrol.

Whether it is Nelly's home, Wharton University, or the fighting gym, they are all located in Wharton's West End. In short, it is where the rich and powerful live.

Nelly suddenly turned her head.

She had seen the knight patrolling the streets now.

It was Enid who had spoken at the school.

Isn't she the daughter of a justice? Why does she have to patrol the streets in person?

Enid turned to look at Nellie, then said something to the person next to her, and walked straight towards Nellie.

Before Nelly could react, Enid walked up to her.

The white-haired knight asked gently:

"What's the matter? I saw you were looking at me just now."

Always? Have you ever watched it for so long?

Nelly said:

"I'm sorry, because I remember you gave a speech at our school."

Enid smiled:

"I remember you. You only listened for a while and then left. I thought you kept looking at me because there was some trouble, but I didn't dare to say it."

Nelly didn't know if she was blushing, but her cheeks did heat up. Her sneaking away was actually noticed by the real owner:

"Actually, you said it very well, but I'm in a hurry..."

Enid smiled gently, not exposing the other party's lame lies:

"If nothing happens to you, I will go back to patrol."

Nelly nodded nervously:

"Thanks……"

Enid said goodbye to the unusual-looking girl and returned to her friends.

A male knight asked:

"How about it?"

Enid said expressionlessly:

"There's nothing unusual about it. It should be a treasure held by the family."

The knight asked:

"Do I need to report?"

Enid said:

"She is the granddaughter of Marquis Taylor. Just write it down so there is no need to send someone to confirm with the Marquis."

Although procedurally speaking, knights must confirm with the title holder when recording the possession of magic items by nobles, but over the years, the knights' control over nobles has become weaker and weaker.

Although most nobles will report it to the knights when giving powerful magic items to their children, nobles always have a shameful side.

Power inevitably brings greed.

When nobles deliberately fail to report to the Knights, as long as they don't go too far, the Knights will just choose to ignore it in most cases, let alone a big noble like the Marquis. If they really do something excessive

, it will only cause trouble in the parliament, and then only the Knights will be embarrassed.

This is no longer the past, England cannot live without these nobles.

Enid knows this fact better than anyone else, because she is not only a knight, her mother is a justice of the House of Lords, but she is also a descendant of the nobility.

Her surname is even Pendragon, and she has dragon blood flowing in her body.

But unlike King Arthur, she has the blood of the white dragon in her body.

Descendants of Vortigern.

Back then, the ruthless White Dragon King had many heirs, but because of his cruelty and cold-bloodedness, his atrocities to his spouse, and his indifference to his children, many of his heirs joined King Arthur.

One of the most powerful heirs is George Pendragon.

Enid said goodbye to those who belonged to her and set out on the road alone.

The girl lowered her head and looked at her arms. Her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the skin and see the howling cold wind flowing in the blood vessels.

She is very cold.

Enid shook her head and moved on, even though she didn't know where the road ahead was.

But as long as you keep walking like this, you will eventually reach a place where you can stop, right?

Thinking of this, the girl smiled helplessly.

There was no possibility for her to stop. Now she also knew how much George and her mother expected of her.

After returning home separately from Wright, nay, Mr. Huvern, she had a conversation with her mother.

She got the answer, but it wasn't the answer she wanted.

She tried hard and told her mother that she didn't want such a life.

But the mother's answer was very simple and very heavy.

She knew she had to live this life.

The reason why her mother has been treating her indifferently is not because she doesn't love her, but because of what she has to do.

But the calm expression on her mother's face when she spoke, how could she believe it?

Even a dodge in her eyes would make Enid feel much better, but it didn't. She remained expressionless as before.

Maybe she is equally emotionless.

But her mother's words really made her unable to refuse. The education she received since childhood, the people she met, and the things she experienced all told her that this was something she could not refuse.

Only she can do it, no one except her has such an outstanding talent.

From the moment of birth, no, before that, everything may have been doomed, everyone hopes that she can do it, no matter what the cost.

This is her mission, this is her responsibility.

This is a fate she cannot escape.

When the army enters the country, when the evil spirits cause chaos, when the darkness revives, when the treacherous ministers cause chaos in the country.
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