After the Spartan warriors left, the girls could no longer hold back their laughter and burst into laughter.
"The captain is going to be a father!" Mia was the first to shout.
"Hey! Who among us do you think the Spartans would regard as Hood's mother?" Medea, who was afraid of chaos in the world, asked with a sweet smile.
"It must be Nora or Paige, they both have dark hair." Eleanor analyzed seriously, "Considering that Paige looks younger, it's probably Nora."
"Stop it!" Nora's face turned as red as an apple and she shouted in shame and anger.
"Is everyone too idle after the war?" Ask sighed, "It just so happens that I have collected a batch of extraordinary characteristics of the dark elves, which can supplement everyone's nutrition."
"Just combine it with special training." He said with a smile.
"No!" the girls screamed immediately.
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On Hearth Island, the girls stood in a row listlessly, like lambs caught by a big bad wolf, with a look of "resignation" on their faces.
"Today's special training is a one-on-one combat training with me." Ask said with a smile, holding a wooden sword, "Of course, I'm not a demon. As long as someone can defeat me, she can take a day off from today's special training."
The girls looked at each other in bewilderment, thinking that the cake you painted was too fake, who could eat it? If I could really beat you, why would I be afraid of special training
"Why, do you think it's too difficult?" Ask said with a smile, "Then let's change the standard: whoever can defeat Sidlifa in the morning can be exempted from half a day of training; the same applies to the afternoon."
"Wait! Why is it suddenly me..." Sidlifa shouted in panic, and saw several girls next to her turning to her, with hungry green light in their eyes.
"Sidlifa." Eleanor said calmly, "We are old partners. How about we practice together today?"
"I promise not to use the Immortal Sword." Peggy said.
"Sister Sidlifa, I've wanted to train with you for a long time!" Mia hugged her thighs.
Then Sidlifa screamed and was half-dragged and half-led away by several girls.
Ask looked at them with a smile.
"Why did you suddenly choose to let Sidlifa be besieged?" Medea asked beside her, "Well, I think your choice is not aimless. Is there any deep meaning behind this?"
"Have you heard of Spartacus's axe?" Ask did not answer directly, but asked back.
"What?" Medea was puzzled.
"Spartacus was a slave gladiator from ancient Solomon Thrace in the Third Age." Sheila explained beside him, "He revolted because he was dissatisfied with the treatment of slaves. His army once reached 100,000. Later, he was captured and died in the Battle of Apulia."
"It is said that he once obtained a one-handed battle axe given by God, named 'Beril'."
"Beril, this word means 'North Wind' in the Cyreth language, and also means 'God of the North Wind'. This god comes from Hyperborea in the far north, where the sun never sets and the ice and snow never melt. There live the ancient Hyperborea people with the blood of frost giants. They have a long lifespan and countless gold."