Chapter 21 The Effect of the Outline of Dragon Slaying Sword Technique
Chapter 21 The Effect of Dragon Slaying Swordsmanship Compendium
The owner of the footsteps did not know that he had been discovered by Roger, but he still approached him quietly. Roger, who was sneering in his heart, remained calm on the surface, but secretly ordered the surrounding spear militiamen to quietly surround him. Roger could rely on
Willing to quietly command his soldiers is most suitable for this situation.
Before the uninvited guest could approach Roger, several spear militiamen suddenly appeared in the darkness, and several sharp spears stabbed the man from all directions like lightning.
"Yeah!" It was only then that the uninvited guest realized that his life was in danger and couldn't help but scream.
"Stop!" Recognizing that the voice was that of his personal maid Lisa, Roger quickly ordered the spear militia to stop their actions.
Fortunately, the reaction of these spear militiamen was fast enough, and the tips of several spears stopped a few inches away from Lisa, without injuring the beautiful girl at all. But even so, Lisa's pretty face was pale, and her chest was slightly bulging.
He was rising and falling rapidly, obviously he was very frightened.
"Lisa, what are you doing here?" Roger, who came quickly, asked loudly: "Are you hurt?"
"Master, I'm fine." The girl suppressed her fear and whispered, "I... I was afraid that you would catch a cold outside at night, so I brought you clothes."
When Roger saw that Lisa was actually holding a piece of clothing, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. Especially when he saw that the thinly dressed girl was shivering from the cold, and he secretly sighed: "Little Lisa is really beautiful and beautiful."
She is gentle and considers me wholeheartedly. When I was on earth, I never even dared to think that there would be such a good girl!"
When he was on Earth, Roger was fed up with his girlfriend's anger. He had never seen such a gentle, considerate, charming and lovely girl like Lisa? In his excitement, Roger didn't think too much and reached out to hold her hand.
He looked at the girl's soft little hands and said: "I'm not cold, but your hands are so cold that they must be very cold. Hurry up and put on your clothes!"
Suddenly her little hand was held by Roger, and Lisa was naturally ashamed and scared. When Lisa was distracted, Roger had already put the clothes on her body, and then took advantage of the situation and hugged the girl's slender waist.
Lisa was startled by Roger's actions and struggled instinctively. However, the girl did not dare to go against her master's wishes, and finally she leaned on Roger's body obediently and allowed him to hold her in his arms.
Lisa was still an untouched girl. She was leaning against Roger's broad chest and smelling his unique masculine scent. Her heart was filled with shock, shame, and a hint of joy.
In fact, as Roger's master, even if Lisa was killed in the woods, the girl would not dare to resist at all. But after all, Roger had only been in the world of Toulonzo for a few days, and he still didn't know much about the customs here.
So he took no further action and just said softly to the girl: "I just have my own things to do here, so you don't have to worry about me. It's too cold outside at night, so go back and rest quickly."
Roger's polite treatment also made Lisa's impression of him better. She did not dare to disobey her master's instructions, let alone ask Roger why he left the camp in the middle of the night. She just responded in a low voice and then left.
He went back to the camp obediently.
Lisa's submissive attitude made Roger sigh with emotion again, and then he continued his sword training. After completing three hundred swings of the sword, it was already midnight. Roger, who was sore all over, walked back to the camp with heavy steps, and dived headlong.
He went into the tent and fell asleep.
The exhausted Roger didn't know that in another tent not far away, Lisa fell asleep peacefully after hearing his voice returning to the camp. Even in her sleep, there was a faint smile on the girl's pretty face.
Smile, tonight is the first time she feels happy again after her parents died.
As soon as it dawned the next day, everyone in the camp got up and started preparations for departure. Roger told everyone yesterday that he decided not to go to Roseburg, but to go directly to Linton Pass. Roger didn't say that
No one dared to ask why. Everyone just calmly accepted Roger's decision and then tried their best to do what he asked. From this point of view, the common people in Toulonzo World are definitely the dream of all bosses.
of employees.
While others were getting ready, Roger was also woken up by the sound. He thought that after exercising so much last night, he would definitely feel sore all over this morning when he woke up. However, things were completely opposite to what Roger imagined. At this time,
He didn't feel any discomfort all over his body. Instead, he was full of energy and felt that his whole body was full of strength. This was obviously the result of the special breathing method and force technique recorded on the scroll, and it also gave Roger more understanding of the outline of dragon-slaying swordsmanship.
expect.
In the next two days, Roger led everyone on the road during the day and practiced swordsmanship according to the methods recorded on the scroll at night. Although practicing swordsmanship was very hard, his mental and physical strength would return to normal after a night's rest.
Peak state. Roger could even clearly feel that his physical strength had improved significantly in just these two days.
Roger had never thought that the scroll left by Lawrence could have such an obvious effect. Although Roger had only practiced for a few days, he couldn't help but start to guess what would happen if he really practiced for more than ten years.
In twenty years, will he become a legendary powerhouse like the Lion-Hearted Emperor?
That night, Roger started practicing as meticulously as the previous few days. Unlike at the beginning, when he had to take a break every dozens of times he swung his sword, now Roger only needed to rest once or twice to complete all the exercises. From now on
It can also be seen that his strength has improved significantly.
After conscientiously completing the last swing of his sword, Roger was about to return to the camp to rest, but the voice of the castle hub rang in his mind: "Young man, the castle has completed its first upgrade. Are you interested in giving it a try?"
Of course Roger was interested. He immediately muttered "Open the Castle Hub" silently in his mind, and then entered the familiar secondary space.
"Aha, you have made quite rapid progress in the past few days." As soon as Roger entered the secondary space, Castle Hub smiled and said: "It seems that you are about to have the strength of the Black Iron primary level. That scroll will help you."
It’s pretty big.”
After hearing what Castle Hub said, Roger was also delighted. After witnessing the battle between Rosberg and the Death Knight, he also began to realize the importance of his own strength. After only a few days of training, Castle Hub said that Roger was about to have black.
His iron strength inevitably makes him a little complacent.
However, although Roger felt proud, he was still very low-key on the surface. He smiled modestly and said: "It's okay, it's okay, my progress speed is only at the average level."
Roger was just polite when he said this, but Lord Castle took it seriously and immediately agreed: "What you said is not bad. It took three days of practice to reach this level. It is indeed just an average level. Back then, it only took Lawrence one day to achieve this level."
Black Iron’s primary level of strength!”
"Holy shit, you deliberately hit me!" Castle Hub's words made Roger's pride disappear. He stopped paying attention to this guy who couldn't speak, and turned to observe how the secondary space was different from before.
Roger immediately discovered that there were indeed obvious changes in the secondary space.