The few people who finished eating went back. Now that the freshman period is over, they don't need to go to the training ground every day. Everything is casual. They can also practice directly in the cozy hut.
Ike went out early in the morning to catch wheat bugs. He wanted to create a hunting ground in his cozy cabin, so that he didn't need to spend time and money filling other people's pockets.
He met the traveler from last night outside. The traveler had a large number of wheat-eating insects on hand, and Ikdu was so happy that he went out. The traveler also had a lot of strange wine and strange snacks such as biscuits.
He made it with his own hands and planned to temporarily live in East Mining City to do business.
Ike bought a lot of food, and he wanted to raise Sitielle until she was fat and white.
Returning from the entrance of the college, Ike met tutor Pasteur. The last time Pasteur hinted, Ike didn't even have time to say thank you. It happened that Pasteur also wanted to treat him to a drink of tea, so the two of them went there together.
Pasteur's room.
This scene reminded Ike of the bald old man. He remembered that he had been busy with his own affairs these past few days and had not even visited him.
"I don't know if he would feel lonely without me by his side to listen to his bragging. I happened to buy biscuits and wine, and asked him to make some snacks to go with the wine. Let's have a drink with him in the evening." Ike said from
After coming out of Pasteur's place, I thought like this.
Back in the rest area, Xiu and Lonnie have already built their own house. Xiu has built a very structural building mainly made of bamboo. The sleeping place is on the top, and it is slippery when you come down from it.
What comes down is exactly in line with the characteristics of cultivation.
As he said, Senior Longni built a very simple house right next to the river. He made a fishing rod and put it in the kitchen window. Now he is practicing and fishing at the same time.
Si Tier is also building her own vine ladder, which is like a vine ground built in the air, extending downwards at regular intervals to provide support.
Ike was intimate with her for a while and said: "You three can eat wherever you like tonight. There is a lot of meat from Warcraft in the wooden house, as well as the meat from yesterday's Mad Pig King. I want to visit the old man from last time."
Sir, I haven’t been there for so long, I’m afraid he’s going to die of loneliness.”
"If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten. I should go!" Sitile said.
The four of them practiced in this space all day, and played when they were tired. They were very happy. At night, Ike walked out of his room and went to the old gentleman. He didn't know if he was there.
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Ike's recent visits to the Titan House have been relatively ordinary, and Jin Ermi often greets him warmly. Perhaps because he is too close to her, Jin Ermi often looks at him coldly.
When Ike took the initiative to say hello, she responded with an indifferent snort. He always smiled innocently and did not respond, and then went to where he should go. What many instructors did not expect was that Ike went there.
It's actually the top.
If it weren't for the fact that Holkin's face was not so good-looking, but he couldn't do anything to this student, everyone would really think that this guy was going to assassinate that weird old man. No one knew why he appeared in the branch, and they all
I don’t know who he is. But the only thing I know is that every time Charlie Asja comes, he always talks to this strange old man.
The strange old man is not the tutor here, but he is more advanced than any tutor here. Although I don't know how Ike got related to him, as long as the strange old man doesn't stop him, no one dares to go up and find out.
No one has the courage to try to understand the relationship between Ike and him, but it is certain that Ike has come to the old man for the fourth time. If the old man teaches him something, then what?
Instructor Holkin vowed not to care about Ike anymore. He had fallen into the hands of this student more than once. The best way was not to pay attention.
Ike soon arrived outside the old man's house and was about to knock on the door when a voice of "come in" came from inside. Ike grinned and pushed the door open and went in.
Ike didn't know what the old man wanted to teach him. Every time he came, the old man would tell him stories from all over the world. Of course, many of them seemed to be made up, and they were not very good. Most of them were bragging.
.Every story I heard during my four visits to Ike was more and more false, and some even Ike didn’t believe at all.
At first, he went with the mentality of chatting with the old man, but later it changed. Although the stories were fake, they were very exciting. Who said that stories must be educational? Who said that stories are true? When a person tells a story,
Even if you use yourself as the protagonist, it is still fictional.
The old man said cheerfully: "I thought you wouldn't come again."
"Why do you think so?" Ike said with a smile, "I recently went out to provoke the Mad Pig King, so I don't have time to come here."
As he spoke, Ike took out peanuts, biscuits, and good wine from the cloth bag, and then said to the old man: "Let's fry two of them as appetizers. Let us, young and old, drink some. We will listen to your story while drinking."
The old man narrowed his eyes and stood up, brought out all the prepared drinks and dishes, and said: "I feel that you should be able to tell that I am talking nonsense. If you want to chat with my old man, coming here once a month is enough. But
I am the kind of person who tells stories and likes to brag. But you are still listening to me, so I thought you were a fool."
"Everyone praises me so much." Ike smiled honestly.
The old man grinned and sat across from Ike.
Ike took a sip of wine and ate the delicious bacon, and said: "To be honest, I have been so busy recently that I have forgotten about you. Fortunately, I can still think of you. Let me listen to a story to relieve my fatigue. I like this kind of carefree life. Because of my ability
The stronger you are, the chances of being able to giggle like this in the future may not be many. While you are young, smile more."
"There was once a person who sat in this position and said exactly the same thing as you, but he was already twenty-four years old at that time." The old man said with a smile, "I don't want to prove that you are strong through age, but I want to prove that you are strong through age.
There were only two people who could sit down and eat. Pasteur came to me and I ate while he watched."
"It's my honor!" Ike said with a smile.
The old man didn't seem to be joking today.
"I brag because I hate a person and you remind me of him. But the only difference is that you like to listen to my story as a story. There is no real right or wrong. Right, wrong, wrong, right and wrong.
Unless you rely on your thinking to judge, he doesn't, he listens to orders. I don't say that he is right and you are wrong, but... I finally waited for you who thinks differently." The old man showed a hint of sinisterness.
smile.
This momentum did not intimidate Ike. He still calmly ate the meat in front of him, drank the fragrant wine, and said casually: "What do you want to do next?"
"You know you may want to play big in the future, but now you are enjoying a free life. But what if I insist that you live a free life on the battlefield in the future?" the old man asked seriously.
"How can you let me escape on the battlefield?" Ike asked.
"Go and open my pink suitcase. There is something inside that I want to show you." The old man said with a smile.
"Kung Fu? Martial Arts? Noble Phantasms? Divine Weapons?" Ike asked expectantly, but the old man ignored him.
He opened the box, and lying quietly inside was a uniform, a pure black uniform. It belonged to the most mysterious royal forbidden army in the Kingdom of Odin. However, thinking of the old man's ability, Ike was not surprised at all.
"This is already an old-style Imperial Guard uniform. I guess the one Asja is wearing now is even more gorgeous." The old man said with a smile, "My name is Simon, Simon Argan. I was a member of the Imperial Guard in the past, and with my many years of
I can still teach you my battle experience. So do you want to learn it or not?"
Ike has never heard of this name, but his tone seems to be comparable to that of Charlie Asja. Why is there no name of this person in all the books and famous battles of Odin? Who is he...? And
Why teach yourself?
"I'll learn!" Ike said, but his expression was very calm. Since people didn't want to give a reason, and they didn't see that he wanted to take advantage of him. So why should he fight on the battlefield when he could be at ease on the battlefield?
The decisive words came out of Ike's mouth, and the old man Simon showed a long-lost, sincere smile on his face. He had waited for so many years, and finally waited for a fool like Ike who was willing to learn from the old man who pretended to be crazy.