Chapter 15 Don't Forget the Original Intention

In the bright light of the fight hall, Jason opened the special material in his hand.

He had confirmed before that the cover of the book was bronze.

The paper is a parchment scroll, on which the fine words are written messily.

After a little reading, Jason found that these dense and messy words were still mixed with common language and graphic language, and some slang words that Jason did not understand.

Ordinary people will only feel confused when they see these words, and then they will be deeply shocked.

But Jason looked... but it was a trick!

That's right, it's just a trick!

Aside from the records of slang and common language, it is just the wrong use of pictorial expressions and the so-called "secret techniques" that are recorded in detail to inform Jason that the author of this book is a half-ass.

And after combining those slang and common words, the half-baked becomes a little miserable.

Slang is not easy to understand, but it is much simpler than pictorial. Jason has experience in learning pictorial. At this time, after a little research, he can roughly figure out the meaning of these slang words.

When combined with each other, a complete story emerges.

A husband couldn't bear the grief because of the death of his wife, and desperately wanted to revive his wife, so he combined alchemy, voodoo, and oriental mysteries to create a 'miracle' that was too small.

Unfortunately, the 'miracle' did not bring hope.

On the contrary, the fusion of the unknown brings the most desperate result: death.

The 'mystery' is unpredictable because it often brings death.

Anyone who touches it at will, will pay the price, in the name of death.

Jason suddenly thought of two famous sayings he had heard before.

The former came from 'Lord' and was recorded in the notes given to him by his 'teacher'.

The latter was from 'Hans Harbour,' as his cousin Gerald had reminded him in small talk.

Both are equally powerful, but they are also in awe of the 'mysterious side'.

And some people who know little about the "mysterious side" lack such a sense of awe.

"Is this the fearlessness of the ignorant?"

Jason muttered to himself.

Then, he lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand.

At the moment where he opened it, a group of flowers is being painted.

It was the corrupt flower that Jason had seen before.

Name: Burmese Gardenia.

Words: Breeding Hope, Resurrection and New Life.

"It's a pity that everything went in a bad direction."

Jason closed the bronze book and threw it directly into the corner of the fight hall.

He won't touch this book for a short time, but in his habit of thinking, a question arises in his mind: If he were that husband, what would he do?

However, he did not go deep into it.

He doesn't have a girl he likes.

Never thought of getting married.

So, Jason changed a substitution.

What if it was Gerald who died?

In other words,

The dead... where's the old sergeant?

Jason's face unconsciously became more solemn.

He doesn't know the answer.

Maybe he'll pull back at the last minute.

But it can also be wrong again and again.

It may also be more miserable than that husband,

Jason, who was thinking, turned to look at Arras, who had deliberately lowered his voice because he was reading.

"Jason, are you finished?"

"Any gains?"

Alas asked immediately after noticing Jason's gaze.

"A story of a stupid, competent husband who utterly destroyed an entire family in order to save."

Jason described it like this.

Alas was stunned.

She was a little lost.

"If you are competent, it should be good, right?"

Arras said with his own understanding.

"Well, but he brought disaster."

"Not only did he hurt himself, but also his two children."

"In a way, he ruined everything."

Jason didn't refute, but described it objectively.

"He must not have exercised his muscles!"

Alas answered seriously.

This time, it was Jason who was stunned.

What does this have to do with muscles?

Alas, on the other hand, showed off his strong biceps with his crisp curved arms.

"Muscle is power!"

"My mother said that strong muscles will make your fists stronger and make you fearless."

"There's nothing that one punch can't fix."

"Yes? Then two punches."

Arras answered Jason in his own way.

"What if fists can't solve it?"

"Like...the death of a lover?"

Jason continued to ask.

"The fist can't be solved, it's just that the fist you swipe is not strong enough, it's just that your muscles are not strong enough, you need stronger muscles to have a fist that breaks everything - my mother said."

"As for the death of a lover?"

"If someone caused such a thing, I will find out in advance, and I will directly break them."

"If he is weak, I will take him to exercise with everything."

"If it's an accident... I'll make sure there are no accidents around him."

"As for the time?"

"Mom said that time can be broken with fists!"

Arras gave Jason a thumbs up as she spoke. Under the light, her white teeth were glowing.

Looking at Arras like this, Jason doesn't have any problems.

Arras had already answered everything to him.

Although in the way of Arras, it still told Jason what to do.

powerful!

Keep going strong!

When it was so powerful that death had to shy away, everything was naturally solved.

Thinking before?

He didn't take it lightly, let alone ridicule.

Just a little more lenient.

"The reason why I instinctively think about this, thinking about this, is nothing more than starting to think that I am strong but not really strong, and I almost forgot my original purpose!"

Jason recalled all the dangers he had just come to the 'city that never sleeps' and his last resort.

He also thought of how easily he had just played Eddmond and Esther on the palm of his hand.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

call!

"I just felt so proud?"

"It really shouldn't be!"

"I almost forgot my original intention!"

"Now!"

"I want to keep my original intention in mind!"

Jason's eyes instantly firmed.

He hadn't had a choice before.

Now?

He wants to be free to choose.

Jason looked at Arras again.

"Arras, can you accompany me to fight now?"

"I think there is room for improvement in my hand-to-hand combat."

"certainly!"

Arras nodded, and excitedly threw the 200Kg barbell.

Clang!

In the sound of rubbing metal, the barbell landed steadily on the barbell rack without shaking at all, while Arras walked towards the cement ring with great strides.

Jason glanced at the barbell rack, then walked into the ring silently.

Arras pulled out a coin.

"It starts when the coin hits the ground."

"Shut up is the end?"

Alas asked.

Jason nodded, and Arras found the coin.

Ding!

The coin rolled up, and then fell.

As soon as the coin fell, Arras rushed towards Jason.

Woo!

One punch.

Jason didn't dodge, but punched straight.

The two fists collided without any fancy.

boom!

In the sound of silence, Jason took two steps back.

Then, Jason's gaze towards Arras changed slightly.

He knew that Arras was strong, but he didn't know that Arras was so strong.

In the same way, Arras shook his palms continuously.

"Jason, your fist is so hard, it feels like I'm hitting steel."

"I will try again!"

Alas said so, and punched again.

Jason returned the punch as usual.

boom!

Another muffled sound.

However, this time the two of them didn't hesitate, and they punched again.

Bang, bang!

Amid the continuous collision, Arras got excited, and she looked at Jason with bright eyes.

She has never met a man who can hold on to her head-on for so long.

Jason's indifferent and calm gaze has also changed slightly.

He couldn't admit the fact that his strength was not as good as a woman's.

So, he needs to find his self-esteem in other ways.

For example... physical strength.

The changes in the emotions of the two almost made this actual combat sparring enter a white-hot battle in just ten seconds.

Arras unconsciously changed his breathing pattern.

Her fists were getting faster and faster, and afterimages of fists appeared in the air.

Euler, Euler, Euler, Euler!

The special breathing sound brought a special sound.

The characteristic heroic blow enveloped Jason like a violent storm.

As soon as he touched it, Jason was hit several times.

Just a pain, but no more damage.

The defense brought by [Prius Griffin Body Refinement] made Jason as strong as a rock.

However, Jason was not used to being beaten passively like this.

For Jason, he likes and advocates attacking. Such a suffocated 'beating' is really uncomfortable, especially every time he wants to counterattack, he is predicted in advance by Arras, which blocks the attack and also causes After several breakthrough attacks, Jason was even more uncomfortable.

However, he told himself to calm down.

Calmness is the only thing that can help him at this moment.

"Watch her punches."

"Remember her rhythm."

The experience brought by the expert-level [Unarmed Fighting] and the skilled-level [Griffin Fighting Technique] made Jason, who remained calm, start to find a way to deal with Arras.

Gradually, he began to adapt to the extremely fast pace of Arras.

The way of boxing has also begun to gradually become clear.

When Arras was shrouded in fist shadows again, Jason was lying on his back with his feet on the ground.

The tall Jason, at this time, showed a bit of dexterity.

Then……

Just ferocious!

While retreating, Jason clapped the ground with one hand, and suddenly, the retreating situation stopped.

The next moment, Jason volleyed and kicked Arras.

This is the skill in the [Griffin Fighting Technique], and Jason, who was engrossed in the battle, unwittingly displayed it.

cry!

An eagle croak sounded with such a kick.

Facing such an attack, Arras became more and more excited after hearing such a voice.

Her wide eyes were full of sparkles.

That's it!

That's it!

This is the fight I've been looking forward to!

breathe!

breathe!

Feel the blood!

Feel the oxygen!

Feel the cells!

Feel the ripples when the stone falls!

Feel the ripples passing through the cells and achieve the qualitative change of the body!

Forces spring from all over the body, they live, they rejoice, they... converge.

"Jason, this is the move I simulated after getting your reminder."

"It's not complete."

"but……"

"I can't help it!"

Alas blushed, and she shouted loudly—

"Shotgun. Jet!"

boom!

A fist shot out, like the sound of a shotgun.

The fist that gathered countless airflow erupted with the blow of the fist.

call!

A barrage that seemed to be shot by a shotgun collided with Jason, who was flying in.

boom!

In a sound like an explosion.

Jason jumped with his legs in his arms.

Alas clasped his fists and stepped back, shaking his arms again and again.

The two grimaced in pain.

But the expressions of the two were filled with joy.

They all felt progress in the first battle just now.

Whether it's Jason or Arras.

Therefore, in the next moment, Jason stood firm again, and Arras raised his fists and put his fists in a fighting posture.

There are no words.

The two looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

Again, the two charged towards each other.

Bang bang bang!

The continuous blows and collisions sounded again.

This time?

It will undoubtedly last longer.

Actual combat is undoubtedly the best way to practice.

But there is no shortage of teaching.

At least, Esther thinks he has learned more from Edmond.

It was as if the door to a new world had been opened.

"It turned out to be able to do this in the face of 'abnormalities'."

"I used to only know the hard way."

Esther couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Easing is the right choice!"

"Only the right contact can produce the lubricating effect that makes it smooth when we have a last-minute breakthrough."

"And tough?"

"It will only hurt and hurt each other!"

Edmond patted the young Esther on the shoulder as a visitor.

Then, the senior C-Class officer pushed open the door and got out of the car.

He had to return to the house where he still had months.

Since [Biqudao] has already started to repay the loan, you must sleep in it, otherwise, what is the point of repaying the loan?

Even if he could only sleep for two hours, he would go home to sleep.

This is the insistence of Edmond, the loan repayer.

"Tomorrow morning... no, see you after dawn."

Edmond waved at Esther.

"See you at dawn!"

Esther responded.

This time, it is no longer polite, but more sincere.

Not just what Edmond taught him, but what he found Edmond to be wise.

Although such wisdom, most people do not understand.

"Stupid mortals."

Esther commented on those people.

Then, after seeing Edmond leave, he started the car and returned to his apartment.

He needs to go and write a report.

two servings.

One is 'Asylum'.

A share is given to his 'organization'——

'Holy Serpent Society'!