Say you can''t go, atta almost pulled out his sword. She thought this man was a dangerous person disguised, and now she was going to show her true face and fight with herself.


    But the result is that the female swordsman''s action of pressing her hand on the hilt makes the other party lose her broom and run away for a long time. If she didn''t have the ability of goblin perception, she would even think that the man had run away, rather than shivering behind a stone in the distance.


    This is an unexpected situation. Up to now, few people are timid enough to be afraid of atta. Not to mention anything else, even men who were not drunk at first thought the sword in her waist was an ornament when they saw the female swordsman. They didn''t really realize that the woman with small chestnut hair had the ability to protect herself until vlaklag warned them not to get close.


    And it''s more afraid of sharp blades than people holding swords. Unlike most people who are good at using weapons, there is no so-called murderous or chivalrous spirit in atta. When she holds the magic sword, it is as natural as holding a branch, which will not remind people of fighting and killing.


    Therefore, even such atta will exaggerate the person who is afraid. He is either acting or his mind is thin to some overly sensitive situation. Atta''s intuition told her that she was afraid of the latter, so she loosened her sword hand and took a few steps forward.


    Carefully pick up the broom. She has heard rumors that witches can use the broom to do all kinds of things, and some of them have been confirmed by cheese. To her disappointment, the broom dropped was not a magical object. It was just a cleaning tool made of simple tools and materials. Even the hay bar at the bottom had been damaged and had several obvious gaps.


    The female swordsman frowned slightly. Can such a broom really clean the ground?


    Moreover, it is so heavy that the wood as the trunk of the broom is thick and thin enough, and the solid wood can even make a dull sound when waved. And its balance is also very bad. The top is heavy and the bottom is light. If you use this broom to sweep the floor, I''m afraid your wrists will be sour after a few sweeps. The people who make this broom either have no intention at all or deliberately make it disgusting.


    In short, it should not be regarded as a practical tool, and the person holding such a strange broom to clean the ground is probably not a normal staff.


    "You said you were practicing magic. Don''t you even want the medium of magic?" Atta, holding a broom, asked the stone the sweeper was hiding.


    The word "media touch" is a new word she learned recently. According to cheese, all the props needed to cast spells can be generally called media touch. However, for cheese, such a general title is often not accurate enough. Although it sounds powerful, it is not used frequently.


    Somewhat embarrassed, the other party didn''t give atta any response. The female swordsman is standing in the middle of the road with a broom. If a third person is present at this time, she may suffer some more terrible damage than the sword.


    Fortunately, just like the goblin Institute, David''s hotel is also a remote place, and the road to it is not used by many people. Even so, atta quickly changed her movements and fiddled with the broom in her hand.


    "I said, don''t you want this broom? I really just passed by. It was a misunderstanding. " Atta had never seen such a timid person. She tried to speak again.


    "You... You put it on the ground, and then, and then go away." The sound from behind the stone relieved the female swordsman. If the other party doesn''t reply, she doesn''t know what to do.


    "OK, OK, I''ll put it on the ground and leave. You can come and pick it up later." Atta said, putting the broom back where it was, and then preparing to leave. She doesn''t want to waste too much time on this freak


    "Wait, you can''t go forward! Can''t go! " It seemed that he was really anxious. The man behind the stone rushed out after hearing that the female swordsman was leaving, although he was only half body. But I can still see his attitude.


    "Why can''t you go? Isn''t this the way for people? Is there a problem with the road ahead? " The swordswoman frowned. Her temper and patience are good, but it doesn''t mean she will keep it all the time.


    "The road ahead, the road ahead is OK, but you can''t go there, because, because... Yes! Because you''ll stain the floor I''ve swept! So you must make a detour and avoid that road. "


    As if he had finally found a plausible excuse, a smile appeared on the sweeper''s face. However, what he did not consider was whether such a nonsense excuse could stop the footsteps of female swordsmen.


    "Are you serious? I don''t think my shoes will be so dirty. Although I don''t know why you are here and why you want to stop me, your words really don''t constitute a reason. "


    Atta finally felt a little impatient with the other party''s absurd acts one after another. She now thinks that most of this person''s brain is not normal. He is a lunatic with paranoia. He always feels that anything may hurt himself.


    "Ah, I, you, oh, no!" The man seemed to be stimulated by the words of the female swordsman. He hesitated and returned to atta''s sight, gesturing his hands, as if he wanted to say something. It''s also like trying to increase the persuasion of a little water in this way because the language plug can''t find a reason.


    It''s very difficult to judge which one. The main reason is that this person is too emotional and his expression is incomprehensible.


    The female swordsman frowned more and more tightly. She slowly stepped back two steps, ready to find a chance to run directly regardless of him. Anyway, in terms of size and posture, the other party must not be able to catch up with him.


    But just when she was going to do so, a move by the sweeper made her hesitate again. This man, he cried. It is hard to imagine that an adult male in his twenties would suddenly cry like a helpless child, and cry bitterly, as if there were many years of grievances to vent, and the cry was so loud that it even vaguely echoed.


    "Ah... Don''t cry yet. You''ll attract others like this. You... Oh, my God, I really don''t know what to do. " Atta''s expression was completely twisted into a strange state. Now she really can''t feel the current situation.


    What exactly does that mean? What the hell is the other party doing? The constant high pitched cry completely overwhelmed her. Now all she can think of is to ask the other party not to cry.


    "Well, I won''t go. Don''t go on yet, will you? I beg you, don''t cry. "


    Hearing that atta said he would not pass, the man''s cry slowly weakened. His eyes were full of tears and looked at Atta, "really? You won''t go? "


    The female swordsman was completely lost her temper by this man. She raised her hands,


    "Really, I''ll make a detour. Don''t worry."


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