Douluo: The Adventures of King Skin

"Because in my eyes, he is not a plaything. When I see a baby, I see a huge responsibility. A responsibility so big that it can consume many years of my life. It is not a pet. It cannot survive alone at home. .Parents need to be with their babies all the time. Every action you take affects your baby's growth and destiny. The world is a burning dumpster because we all have problems that can be traced back to our parents. 'Being a parent' It's the most important job on the planet. So stop having kids just because they're cute or some stupid reason. You're ruining kids and the world we live in."

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When the two returned to the courtyard, Troyas came to greet them:

"Pyrrhus! I want to practice sword practice!"

"..."

Pyrrhus sighed, the kid is really hard to take care of!

But it's better to block than to block. This sister loves to wield swords and guns. If she wants to practice, it's better for him to teach her personally, so as not to cause any big trouble.

And since it was rare to be reunited with his family, he didn't mind playing with his children for a while.

Pyrrhus looked around, then went to the corner of the courtyard where the firewood was piled and pulled out a straw.

"You should practice this first."

"What is this!" Troyas took it and swung it fiercely, breaking the straw directly, and threw it to the ground in anger, "This is not a sword!"

Pyrrhus had no choice but to act like an adult and say some nice words to coax her:

"Troyas, look at you, your hands are so white, your face is so round, your eyes are so big, and you are so beautiful. To practice swordsmanship, you have to start with straw. I practiced this way when I was a child, don't you think so?"

Troyas was embarrassed to hear such straightforward flattery.

"Hey hehe...what you said makes sense!"

What a fool!

Fotiya covered her mouth and laughed.

"What you practiced just now was wrong. The straw cannot be broken."

Pyrrhus pulled out a few more straws: "It is more useful for novices to practice straw than to practice real swords. This kind of practice can help you feel the principles of swordsmanship. Only after you master it can I hand over the real sword to you. If you practice If you do well, I will give you a sword made of meteors falling from the sky!"

"really?"

"Can I still lie to you? We can practice 'thorning' first. Remember, the straw cannot be broken."

Pyrrhus saw Nicesi standing aside with her arms folded and watching, so he waved to her: "Nicesi, come too, and you two will attack me together."

"Okay, great king!" Nicesi happily accepted a straw.

The thrust is difficult to block, so both sides are pulling forward and back.The two little girls had a left-handed sword and a right-handed sword. It was quite difficult to deal with it. After a while, Pyrrhus was sweating...

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Deidamia also came out at this time, and Troyas clamored for her to come too.

"I can't. It's very inconvenient to wear a long skirt."

Greek women are accustomed to wearing long, light curtain-style skirts.The shoulders and arms are where the curtains are hung. They are gathered at the waist and feature pleats. It takes a lot of effort to take care of the pleats every day.

Troyas didn't care about this, she just took the "sword" and hit her sister's itchy flesh.

"Oh..." Deidamia couldn't laugh or cry when she was teased, but Troyas refused to let her go, so she had to hold up her skirt and run away.

"Admit defeat, admit defeat! The folds are going to be messed up..."

Fotiya stood on the porch and smiled as she watched the children playing, "Dedamia, why don't you play with them for a while? It's rare to see so many people here."

Deidamia had always been in poor health, and Pyrrhus also wanted her to exercise more, and also advised:

"Sister, come together, you look so bad, you should exercise properly."

When Pyrrhus spoke, Deidamia blushed, but she still agreed.

She tied her long hair into a ponytail, and then rolled up her skirt and tied it around her waist, revealing her long legs.

Holding the straw in his hand: "Troyas! How dare you disrespect your sister just now, you will suffer a lot immediately!"

"Oh~ I'm so scared!" Troyas pouted and twisted her eyebrows and teased, "I want to team up with Pyrrhus!"

"Then...then I will team up with this sister!"

A fierce battle began between the two sides.

The tactics of four people are much more complicated. They can attack at the same time, retreat and advance, separate and attack together, and attack from both sides...

Pyrrhus suddenly felt like he was playing "Fifty-Five" punching.

Troyas was the most immersed, tirelessly advancing and retreating, her head was steaming; Nikesi was a little restrained, but also very focused; Deidamia also played like crazy, her face flushed with excitement.

The little brother is a little restrained. He doesn't dare to stab his soft sister in front of her, but just focuses on defense...

Pyrrhus suddenly had an idea. He could make a swift sword.

This kind of sword has a simple style, just a four-flute cone shape. This structure can also be made of bronze and have considerable strength.It might not be able to pierce iron armor, but it should be fine for piercing copper armor. It's much longer than the Corpis curved sword at the same weight.

The swordsmanship of the Swift Sword focuses on precise thrusts, not on chopping. Even a girl like Troyas can use it, and the gauntlet is attractive and is also liked by girls.

And it can also be issued to cavalry. After they lose their spears, they can use this long straight sword to complete the charge.

But which one is better than a machete?

Later modern cavalry used more sabers with a certain arc, but at that time the cavalry no longer wore armor. Maybe a straight sword that could break armor would be more useful?

However, in the bright Middle Ages, many ethnic groups used curved scimitars, which shows that this thing is also of great practical value.

I don’t think about it anymore, anyway, I haven’t figured out steel yet, and the scimitar made of bronze is too bulky, so the scimitar is basically useless...

They played until the sun set, and Fotiya came out to greet the children for dinner.

The four men then called off their troops and called a truce.

Pyrrhus walked up to the steps and was unexpectedly greeted by his mother's passionate kiss.

The old son couldn't help being embarrassed.

Troyas laughed and scratched her face, "Shame~"

Dedamia didn't escape either and was hugged to the head and kissed.

"Go and wipe your sweat, be careful not to catch a cold."

"Mother! I want it too!" Troyas jumped up anxiously, feeling satisfied after getting her wish.

Nikesi was left standing behind at a loss, with envy in his eyes.

"Your name is Nicesi, right?"

"Yes, Queen... Ouch!"

Phetia bent down and kissed Nicesi on the forehead.

Nikesi hugged his head in panic, his face immediately turned red.

Troyas found it very interesting, so she came over and hugged her face and kissed her hard!

"Haha, it's even redder!"

It seems like she really likes this friend.

Fotiya took the hands of the two children and said, "Let's go and eat together."

"Okay queen..."