When he returned to the college, it was already eleven o'clock, but Claymont, who was concerned about this, still found His Highness Derria who was drinking in the office without stopping.

"Well? You kid don't rest in the middle of the night, what are you asking me for? We agreed in advance, no refund will be made if the goods have been sold!"

Looking at Deria with a vigilant look, Cramont's head hurts. Is this man the eldest son of Emperor Ota? How can a prince look like this?

"His Highness Deria, I'm not here for second-hand armor! I have a good opportunity to make money here. Do you want to participate?"

It's not for armor, that's all right! Hum? What? Make money?

Deria, who was about to drink a little wine, stood up from the chair, walked to Claymont in two steps, held his shoulder and asked excitedly, "Boy, you didn't lie to me? What's the opportunity to make money? Tell me!"

So Claymont said his idea again.

After listening for a long time, Dereia looked at Claymont with a resentful look on her face and said, "Have you ever thought about it? What should I do if the glasses you mentioned are not enough?"

How could Claymont not consider the problem of Dereia? Although there is glass in this world, the output is not large and can only barely provide the demand of the nobles. This is a great limitation on the glasses business.

"Ahem, Your Highness Deria, you don't have to worry about this! As long as the glasses business can be done, the materials are not a problem!"

Looking at Claymont's firm gaze, Deria thought for a while, then said, "Tomorrow you can make some samples for me, and then discuss it after I have determined the value of the glasses you mentioned."

...

Back in his single-family dormitory, Claymont took a comfortable shower and started writing quickly in the study.

Since you have remembered some things, you have to write them down in time, otherwise you will really forget them when your mind forgets them!

By the early morning, Claymont began his daily practice again. Since he awakened the fighting spirit, morning exercises in the morning and evening practices have almost become his habits.

Even if it is a long time tonight, you still have to do what you should do. This is the cultivation of a self-disciplined person.

The next morning, Claymont, who had finished morning exercises by the lake, walked into the classroom at the point. The classroom of the training class was on the other side of the college, almost separated from their dormitory by a college, which was also the reason why Claymont was almost late.

Not long after sitting down, a tall man in a knight's outfit walked in, and the fierce aura emitted by his body made everyone sit up straight in an instant.

When I arrived at the center of the podium, the tall man's tiger eyes swept across everyone: "My name is Aldridge, and I am your combat skills teacher. From today on, I will wait for you here every morning. I hope you will not be late, and call us now!"

"Harry Weild!"

"arrive!"

...

After a while, Aldridge, who had finished the name, nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good! Since it's all here, let's start today's morning class!"

Speaking of this, his tone changed, and then a stern voice rang out.

"Everyone has it! Target, East District Training Ground, time, two minutes, one second late, carry a hundred kilograms, and go around twenty laps!"

Hearing Aldridge's words, everyone in the classroom was stunned for a moment, then jumped up like a bench burning his butt, and at the same time, the light of a fighting spirit lit up on his body.

Looking at the students who rushed out of the classroom, Aldridge grinned behind him, then slowly followed.

"Aldridge? What a familiar name! I think I've heard it somewhere?"

...

"You are stupid! Do you don't remember the name of Aldridge, the Skull Slaying Man?"

...

"The gods are here, why is this guy? It's over. This guy is the instructor. Can we still go back alive?"

Everyone was wailing as they ran towards the training ground.

The Skull-Slaying Aldridge, the leader of the Skull-Slaying Knight Order, one of the four Star Knights of the Empire, is the best among the war knights. His knight's sword is superb. According to unreliable news, his swordsmanship has reached the master.

And his record is extremely brilliant.

Ten years ago, he led the newly established Knight Knights to fiercely confront the desert lizards on the eastern border, and eventually wiped out more than 30,000 enemies and captured more than 2,000 prisoners, including hundreds of royal tribes of the desert lizards.

Six years ago, at the Seral defense line, he went deep into the enemy camp alone and used the great sword in his hand to cut off the heads of dozens of Kaya Kingdom generals, and thus obtained the title of Skull-killer.

Although there was no legendary deeds after that, the title of Skull Killer was still deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Hey, you guys, why did he come to be our instructor! Could it be that something went wrong with the Knights of the Broken Skull?"

"Don't guess, if something goes wrong with the Knights of the Skull, we won't know?"

...

Soon, all the members of the training class appeared on the training ground and arranged the formation in an orderly manner.

"Hmm? Mariana, why are you here?"

Not long after Claymont stood in the team, he found a thin and petite man standing beside him. After looking carefully, he found that this person turned out to be Mariana.

"Shh!" Marianna turned her head and put her finger on her lips and made a silence.

Now, Claymont became even more confused. A magician came to train with their group of knights. Could it be that he wanted to be Gandalf?

Seeing that the instructor had arrived, Claymont did not ask any more questions, then he carried his hands on his back, stood up with his feet, straightened his chest, and looked ahead.

Marianna, who was standing beside her, also followed Claymont's movements and stood her slender body straight.

Walking to the queue, Aldridge glanced at everyone, then grinned and said:

"Before training begins, I hope you remember that from today on, in my class, you no longer have the surname of a noble, you are no longer aristocrats, you are just ordinary soldiers."

"The second point is that if anyone dares to leave the class without permission, then he won't have to take my class from now on. I, Aldridge, are undisciplined people!"

"The third and most important point is that in my class, I hope you will be prepared to go out to perform tasks at any time, and be prepared to be injured or even die."

After saying this, the faces of some people in the team became extremely ugly.

Aldridge's words made them feel a little unacceptable for a moment, especially the last point.

They came here just to gilt this time, but they didn't expect that gilt would involve life and death!

"Haha, if you want to quit now, you can do it anytime!"

Aldridge glanced at these students with bad looks, and when he saw that no one stood up, he grinned again:

"I know that you are now choosing between the face of the family and your own life, but you must think clearly that if the family's honor is gone, you can earn it back, but if your own life is gone, then there will be nothing!"

Listening to Aldridge's meaningful words, these students with a little shaken heart looked at each other, but in the end no one stood up.

For them, the honor of the family is their life, which is the idea they have been instilled since childhood. No matter how difficult the future is, they cannot do things that damage the honor of the family.

"Haha, very good! Since no one quits, then the training will start!"

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Chapter completed!