The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 415: Young Annan and Dmitry

They didn't stay on the subway long.

After all, it was just a city-wide move—Annan only sat on the subway for more than 20 minutes before being taken off the subway by the teacher.

Exiting the subway station here, you are already at the gate of the Grand Duke's Palace.

This surprised Annan...

Prince Winter... would actually allow the subway station to open one of its platforms right in front of his home?

Don’t you mind the noise? With so many people coming in and out of the subway station, it was already very noisy even though it was still some distance from the entrance of the Grand Duke's Palace.

And with so many people coming and going, safety cannot be guaranteed...

Annan noticed that the residence where the Duke of Winter lived was much smaller than the palace of Noah.

The entire Grand Duke's Mansion looks like a square rectangle. From the outside, it is only about as wide as a street, with about forty or fifty windows on each floor.

The height is only three stories, and there is a fourth story at the far end, forming a white spire.

There are many circular columns arranged outside. There is a column about every three or four windows. Each column rotates the wall about five degrees. Therefore, the overall shape presents an outwardly convex flat arc.

Annan followed the teacher towards a narrow door on the right.

The old man stretched out his right hand and gently knocked on the heavy black iron door with a ring exuding cold air.

With a muffled sound, the narrow metal door, no wider than two people, automatically opened inward.

"Enter."

The old man replied briefly, and then walked in with Annan.

Annan followed closely behind the old man - she didn't see any movement from the old man, but after she passed by, the door automatically closed again.

...Excellent, the automatic door is okay.

Annan muttered in his heart.

After passing through a narrow corridor with relief murals on the walls and ceiling, and metal soldier statues on both sides, Annan followed the old man and walked out of the side door in front.

This is a small garden.

Annan can see that there is a small fountain in the middle. A white trace extends from the fountain to the east, west, north and south, dividing the ground into four rectangles.

This place is quite spacious, roughly like an ordinary-sized city square. It's a lot bigger than it looks from the outside... and there are even ten gates on all four sides, not counting side gates.

The innermost building should be the residence of Duke Winter.

Where is the old grandmother sleeping?

Is it at the back of that building?

Or underground?

Annan remembered that when her old grandmother was hibernating, she slept in the form of a giant dragon... But the residence of the Duke of Winter was too small. He even doubted whether a dragon could be crammed into it.

That is, it is slightly larger than the Viscount Palace in Roseburg - just a little bit, and it still includes the office area.

Of course, Annan also understands the Duke of Winter... After all, the natural conditions of winter are different from Noah's.

The cities of the Principality of Winter are built on constant temperature barriers. The habitable area is not large. If too much area is occupied by the Duke of Winter and his family, the number of civilians that can be accommodated will be even less.

In order to allow more people to survive.

Even the residences of the nobles were very cramped.

Annan can even see the desk inside from the window - obviously, even if it is the Grand Duke's Palace, the three buildings outside are obviously common to government office buildings.

The only place where the Duke of Winter can really live is this four-story-high and one-street-long area. And this is probably the only residence of the Winter family...

Now it seems that the "Hands of Winter" may also live here.

For the ruler's family, this is too narrow. The Grand Duke's residence was so cramped that it was even smaller than that of a Viscount.

Travellers from other countries can't help but compare their own country's palaces with it, and are complacent and think that their country is bigger than the Principality of Winter.

But the people of Winter are not ashamed of this - on the contrary, they are proud of it.

Because they have leaders who truly love their people like sons.

This is the most proud thing.

"——Stand up, Annan."

At this moment, Annan suddenly heard someone calling his name.

She looked over there reflexively.

But I found two people standing there.

One of them is Dmitri, whom Annan had met in "Nightmare: The Great Hunt"... and the other one is the young Annan.

He looks very similar to Maria, except that his hair is very short, only reaching his shoulders. And Maria's hair hangs down to her waist...other than that, there is almost no difference between them.

In their hands, one of them held an edged sword - yes, it was not a wooden sword or a training sword, but a metal sword that had been edged and could be used in actual combat. The only difference is that Annan holds the sword in both hands, while Dmitri only holds the sword in his right hand and his left hand is in his pocket.

The young Annan coughed softly once or twice, stared closely at Dmitri, and quickly got up from the ground.

"Come again!"

"Young Annan" did not look back at her, but just made a cold voice.

That voice put Annan in a trance for a moment... He vaguely even thought it was Maria from "Nightmare: The White Tower".

After all, Annan heard his own voice differently from hearing the voices of others speaking.

The next moment, what surprised Annan was——

I saw a burst of crystal-colored cold light shining from the tip of Dmitri's sword.

As the sword blade circulated, a trace of frost visible to the naked eye was left in the air. Traces of crystal color drag in the air, drawing elegant traces.

——That’s Frost Sword Technique!

Annan recognized it instantly.

Completely different from the frost sword technique used by Annan himself——

Dmitri's steps were like fencing, moving back and forth rhythmically.

The blade of young Annan's sword was soon stained with pale white traces of frost swordsmanship...but it was only at the level of LV1, and only shallow frost marks that were almost invisible to the naked eye could be seen.

As if using a giant sword, the young Annan rotated the sword over his head like a helicopter while lowering his body and lunging forward calmly.

This is the [Guard Swordsmanship] that Annan is good at!

But Dmitri's steps flickered like a phantom in front of Annan's eyes.

As he took a step back, he stretched out his long sword and pointed it at the sword of young Annan.

Frost marks stuck the two swords together. While retreating, Dmitri easily broke the balance of Annan's steps, causing the young Annan to fall forward with the long sword originally protecting his head. It was stuck to him and thrown to his waist.

Immediately afterwards, Dmitri took a step forward with his backhand and pointed the shimmering sword blade at the neck of young Annan!

——This is absolutely unavoidable!

The young Annan was in an unbalanced state, and even seemed to take the initiative to meet him... How could he avoid this blow?

At this moment, Annan subconsciously took a step forward.

It’s not about trying to “save yourself”.

It’s just subconscious, I don’t want to see a child die in training...

But the old man reached out to hold her shoulders.

"...?"

Waiting for Annan to ask.

Then he saw that young Annan was like a cunning young wolf, and then with unbalanced strength, he instantly crouched down and stood still on his feet. At the same time, he took out one hand and slapped Dmitri's right inner wrist from bottom to top.

The mysterious technique of pressing the weight of the body ~IndoMTL.com~ made Dmitri's grip on the sword loosen a bit.

At the same time, the young Annan suddenly spun his whole body in a circle - it was more of a throw than a chop.

A blow with full spiral force caused Annan's sword body to collide with Dmitri's sword body, knocking the sword out of Dmitri's hand instantly!

——This is [Disarm]!

Annan realized it immediately.

This is one of the initial skills that Annan mastered.

But for Annan, "disarming" is just a technique of using skill to force the opponent to release his weapon when the opponent reveals a flaw...it doesn't have to be so fancy at all.

...Absolutely amazing!

Am I actually so rich in combat experience in my young form?

But just when Annan thought "he" was going to win.

Dmitri suddenly took a step forward.

Frost marks spread silently from Dmitri's feet to the ground. And his slender legs penetrated the knee socket of Annan's right leg, and he hooked Annan and staggered forward, stepping on the ice.

Just a side kick that was extremely light and seemed to have no force, and the young Annan, who was holding a long sword, was "flying" - Annan was directly stuck to the knee socket by Dmitri's leg, and the whole The person is more than half a meter above the ground.

Then the young Annan fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

The frost marks on the ground returned to Dmitri's feet again.

He lightly kicked his sword blade and held it in his hand again.

"Stand up, Annan."

He spoke again.

The young Annan took a few breaths and climbed up again.

Zhen Annan next to him was dumbfounded.

No wonder Annan fell to the ground during the swordsmanship competition...

——Are the Lindong family so good at fighting?

(End of this chapter)