On the way to the training ground, Artoria finally knew the purpose of Caesar coming to the academy. However, the identity of Thunder King was not mentioned, because there was no need at all, and Artoria did not think it was unnecessary because of daimao.

"It turns out that Svia is already planning how to defeat His Highness Hannibal." Artoria looked at Svia with a flash of praise in her eyes, "Originally, the Knights should have surpassed their limits through constant challenges and done a good job."

"After all,... it's just a willful little girl..." Hannibal sighed, "Whatever you say must defeat me, how can you defeat me in this state... Alas, I owe countless favors, sacrificed unimaginable sacrifices, and promised countless conditions, so I deceived this bastard... I'm invited here, alas, is it easy for me to be a brother?"

Caesarl said coldly: "As a girl, you are no longer qualified."

"...Don't compare me with that pervert in Altay!" Hannibal roared.

"Brother..." Sviya sighed, "If you have anything you want, just say it..."

Good sister asked me to rub your amazing breasts Hannibal, you dare to say that, I stuffed the axe blade of Thunder King's rage into your ass, not revealing it at all, and then Pikachu 100,000 volts for three hours.

"Svia...you know what I want..." Hannibal smiled so badly.

"Brother...even if you say that..." Sivia turned her head embarrassedly.

...Ask a problem, a small ball of flashing lightning condensed in Caesar's hand, and the murderous aura flashed.

"Can't you do it again..." Hannibal sighed in distress.

"What if I come here a thousand times?" Sivia said helplessly, "There are many excellent girls in the college, and I am happy that one of them will become my future sister-in-law. But my brother, no matter how many girls he introduced, the result will be the same."

"Oh no, my sister, you can't do this... Have confidence in your omnipotent brother!" Hannibal said affectionately, "Do you still remember when you were six years old, saying "Brother is so good, you can do anything"? Although my emotional journey has been setbacks, I believe that there will always be someone waiting for my partner in the vast crowd!"

"You'd better not delay others... If you can't find that person in your life, does it mean that they will wait for you for the rest of their lives." Caesar patted Hannibal on the shoulder, "Hideyoshi and Poison, you can choose the same one yourself."

"Does I die if I don't become a gay man? Where did this setting come from?" Hannibal angrily raised the table.

"Actually, you can also be alone and then be buried in the Pope's tomb as an old widower." Caesar said indifferently.

"...I should have been buried in the Pope's Mausoleum after my death. This is the rule!" Hannibal was furious, "Why did you say that when I was buried in the Pope's Mausoleum to embarrass the pope?"

"Well, because your coffin is engraved with the most miserable pope, who is alone before and after death, and proves the truth by masturbation."

"What does that last sentence mean? Why do I have to prove the truth in that way!"

"The most basic pope is very satisfied in his life. He is extremely grateful before and after death. He is extremely glorious in his life. The most proud person is to create the ideal single-sex kingdom of men. By the way, he puts all his male favors and wealth..."

"Enough! You haven't forgotten this meme!"

"Okay, okay... I'll lose if I complain to you." Hannibal gasped for a few times, then shook his head helplessly, "Let's talk about business. Sivia and Miss Noel, from today onwards, Caesar will make systematic teachings and changes to your gun skills and martial arts so that your strength can improve on the other hand, or even break through. Especially you, Sivia, your goal is to defeat me... Although you are only half a step away from the seventh level, you should know that even if you are half a step away from the sixth level and the seventh level is like a valley of heaven, and the gap in realm is a gap between you and me. If you want to defeat me, you must find a way to break through in the past three months."

Speaking of serious matters, Hannibal's eyes also became sharper.

"Don't worry, brother, I will definitely advance." Sivia still looked gentle, but her eyebrows were slowly filled with heroic spirit of a knight, firm and heavy.

"Miss Noel." Hannibal's eyes were on Noel who was desperately trying to reduce his presence.

"Here!" The girl was shocked, and her extraordinary reaction made Caesar burst into laughter.

"Hey! The serious atmosphere I finally created!" Hannibal glared at Caesar, then shook his head helplessly, "Miss Noel, I am not a talkative person, but I know a little about your situation. Since you decided to use your own strength to ask about your destiny, I can only wish you good luck. Although this barbarian is a little bit crooked, it is easy to be eaten by the bones with belts for no reason when he is by his side, but he must be the one who can bring you great help and improvement in a short period of time. In addition, the way of the Holy Light lies in the fact that you have no obstacles in your beliefs. You must remember to keep it in mind and not do stupid things."

Hannibal's voice was not loud, but Noel's body trembled slightly, and the consul of the Light showed an inexplicable smile, as if it was pity, as if it was ridiculous, as if it was mocking, as if it was more regretful, and only a sigh was left in the end.

His eyes finally turned to King Arthur and he smiled bitterly: "...What advice do you have for that classmate Artoria?"

"Oh no, I just want to stay and see, is it inconvenient?" The dazed girl shook her head and smiled faintly, "Since she commented on Svia and Noel, why not talk about me too."

"What do you have to say?" The Paladin scratched his head, "You can't use a sword for the rifle competition, and the sword in the stone is not in hand. You are not an invincible strong enemy for Sviya. After all, the rifle competition is not just a competition of strength, but more importantly, the comprehensive consideration of various factors. I have confidence in my sister - of course, the premise is that if this barbarian teaches well."

"Is that so? I'll wait and see." The Knight King smiled slightly, "I missed the game with you at that time, and it's good to compete with your sister. That child is working very hard. Under your aura, she is also very hard."

...Does the sisters of the Crown Jun feel a lot of pressure? Both Zi and Lan are like this, and Sivia is like this. According to this urinary nature, Altaïr's sisters are like this. The brothers are all perverts who are beyond the specifications. In contrast, people will probably look at them with the same requirements and eyes.

It’s not easy for girls, Caesar sighed in a scumbag manner.

"I'll go and hold the war horse now." Svia waved to Noel, "Two horses are enough, Noel will help..."

"Wait..." Hannibal reached out and stopped his sister, "Before this... there is one more thing to do."

"What?" Sivia asked in confusion.

"Come on, Caesar, the opportunity is rare. Don't you want to try it?" Hannibal took out a rifle from his portable space. His arm shook slightly, and the straight gun rod made a long buzzing sound. "Look at how far you have grown these days."

"That's right, the opportunity is rare, let's have fun." Caesar grinned, "Don't cry if you lose."

"Please keep this sentence for yourself." Hannibal smirked, "Although you have no doubts about your martial arts and strength, you are not familiar with the rules of the gun riding competition, so let's have a gun riding competition. Those who get shot lose, those who fall horse lose. The rules of the competition are that simple. I have heard that the Northland beasts ride unparalleled in the world like the wind, so you should be fine."

This is intriguing. As a certain champion of this knight feast, Hannibal was the representative of the strongest knights of that year. He was very familiar with these knight skills, and he had an innate advantage. Moreover, the limitations of war horses were extremely unfavorable to Caesar. For high-end professionals, the power-taking effect of riding beasts is a joke. The target of leveraging the earth. If Caesar rode the academy's war horses, he might not have a single move, and the war horse would be crushed into meat sauce by the strong reaction force, and even if Caesar fell off the horse... he still lost.

...Uh, it seems that Hannibal's future prospects for his integrity are also worrying.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." But Caesar didn't seem to notice Hannibal's sinister intentions at all and nodded very readily.

Hannibal laughed so happily, but Caesar's next words made his face froze: "The horse is not the vehicle for the main cavalry here. I can't get used to riding. Wait for the first time, I'll call the dragon and lion..."

"Uh...I think... let's fight in the middle..." How could we call the dragon and lion? The war horse that can stand firm in front of the dragon and lion is already a rare good horse. I'm afraid that if the dragon and lion roar, these best war horses will be broken.

"Oh... are you sure?" The barbarian smiled gloomyly, and his violent momentum suddenly dissipated. The lightning of Pilian drove the bursting clouds to roar. The thunder in his body triggered the violent celestial phenomena, summoning the thunder clouds and lightning that judged everything. Caesar pulled his hands together, and a shining purple arc burst out with dazzling light, turning into the wrath of the thunder king shining with dark gold. The huge long-handled battle axe turned agile twice in the barbarian's hand. "It just so happened that my big axe was already hungry!"

Sure enough, the re-forging and integration of the learned power is just a fantasy, and practical combat is the most convenient and effective way - although there are a few guys in the entire Camero City who are qualified to be Caesar's sparring training, but Hannibal is the only guy who can let Caesar go and beat him up without any scruples and the other party will definitely not let go and be scruples.
Chapter completed!