Aaron put down the wooden sword in his hand, picked up a towel, wiped his face vigorously, and wiped away the sweat on his face and body.
After two weeks of training, Aaron has mastered the basic sword skill [Sword Position - Heavy Slash]. The strongest point of this sword skill is that it can use all the strength of the whole body, starting from the waist, exerting all its strength, and striving to strike.
The highest damage, the weakness is naturally that the strength is exhausted, people are easily exhausted, and if the enemy is not hit, it is easy to expose the flaw.
[Sword Power - Revenge Strike] is a combat skill that requires a tidal wave of movements. That is, the moment the first attack is launched, the tidal wave of movements is immediately launched and the second attack is carried out continuously. By supplementing a tyrannical smooth move,
Chop or chop to achieve the winning effect.
It is a pity that Aaron's talent in swordsmanship is far inferior to his other talents, and can only be said to be above average, especially since his wrist strength is slightly weaker than other recruits.
Lucian's flag officer also saw all this in his eyes. He believed that Aaron did not need to use close combat to determine the outcome, because close combat was only a means, and victory was the goal.
"Well, he is famous for his liveliness." Lucian casually took a water bottle and threw it to Aaron: "Take off your training clothes and come to my office. Recruit, I have something to tell you."
"yes!"
The fact that Aaron was going to participate in magic training quickly caused a sensation among the recruits.
"Hey, that's great, buddy, you can still participate in magic training, and I've even found a tutor for you!"
"I really want to be a spell caster, but unfortunately I don't have this talent."
"You still have a chance, recruit. We all have a chance. The warrior can be promoted to an arcane knight in the future, if it is possible."
"Yes, if it's possible!" Someone said in a weird voice, "If it's possible, I'd also like to be a Magic Lady elector~"
"Hahahaha~"
The interrupted recruits started chatting at once. They had all been trained miserably by instructor Simeone during this period, but there was a light in everyone's eyes, a light called hope. They knew very well.
, as long as they can persevere to the end and pass the assessment, the title of knight is waving to them!
Aaron ignored their comments. He took off his sweaty training clothes and was about to put on clean clothes when he found his sword stretched out in front of him.
"So, you will come back, right?" The person talking to him was the paladin Norrington. This guy is usually taciturn, but he always ranks among the best in the swordsmanship class, but he is weaker in the culture class.
"Of course, I will definitely come back, but I will have to run in both directions in the future, here for a few days and there for a few days." Aaron took his sword and hung it on his waist.
He is a sword-wearing noble, and Aaron can wear a sword at any time except in the royal palace.
"When you come back, we'll fight again." It seemed that Norrington was still brooding over the last failure.
"Okay, I'm looking forward to it." Aaron has always been very interested in the principle of Holy Slash.
At this time, an obviously local Purple Dragon recruit also squeezed into the conversation between the two people. Judging from his dark skin, strong body, very clean leather boots and carefully taken care of his hair,
It can be seen that he is also a native of Susar.
His name was Havel-Coffey, the son of the shipping minister of Susar.
Susar is a city on the shore of Lake Long, the royal city of Cormyr. Although the port here is not as good as that of the nearby second city Masanbai, because the royal city is here, the Minister of Shipping has always been a huge vacancy.
It is the key position that all nobles compete for.
As always, our Highness the Regent has not been appointed or removed by the Kingdom Council. Instead, she has chosen a bureaucrat she trusts from among her cronies as Minister of Shipping. Her behavior has made the nobles across the country complain. If it were not for the
Now that the kingdom is in a difficult situation, it is necessary to do everything possible to ensure smooth shipping. The nobles have already initiated impeachment.
There is no such thing.
"Hi, buddy~" Havre exchanged a few words with Aaron during the two weeks of getting along. Since Aaron was appointed by Alice Serchin for recruit training, Havre easily regarded Aaron as one of his own.
, although this boy's father is the Minister of Shipping, he is just a nobleman in robes - he doesn't even have the power to carry a sword. The family is rich but has no status, so he took the initiative to have a relationship with Aaron: "You have been subjected to Taimo.
Pull the goddess’s favor~”
"Oh? Why don't you talk about this, Havre, what do you know?" Aaron also became interested.
"Hehehe, you will know when you go today. I can guarantee that you will be absolutely satisfied because you are a man." Havel smiled obscenely, and he tapped Aaron's stomach with his elbow: "That's great, you
Do you know how many people are pursuing her?"
She? Aaron frowned, thinking that Alice Sel found a sorceress to teach me?
My shield brooch didn't vibrate either.
Moreover, the instructor who is qualified to teach me must be able to cast at least four or five rings of magic, right? I'm afraid he can be my great-grandmother...
Haver knew what Aaron was thinking by looking at his expression. The son of the Minister of Shipping said mysteriously: "Well, how about we make a bet?"
"How to bet?" Aaron also became interested: "What to bet on?"
"Bet on whether you are satisfied with your magic instructor. If you are satisfied, then you will invite everyone present to the bar for five glasses of Amn water per person. If you are not satisfied, then I will invite everyone present to the bar for five glasses of water per person.
How about some water of Amn and a plate of roasted lamb?" Havel snapped his fingers.
This kid is really rich. Aaron thought about it for a moment, and the Son of Chaos's eyes suddenly lit up.
Yes, this is part of the plan!
"Okay, in this case, the location will be the Dragon Tooth Tavern in the Lower City. All battle brothers present please come together!" Aaron high-fived Havre in agreement: "I swear to the Silver Virgin Mother Sullun, I will speak out my truth fairly.
Thoughts in my heart."
"I also swear to Ms. Fortune... Well, I also swear to Ms. Joy, I will do it!" Seeing that his little plan succeeded, Havel was also secretly happy. He subconsciously wanted to go to the goddess of wealth, Wo Jin.
He swore, but then he remembered that Woking had been missing for more than two years, so he could only change his words and swear to Li'erla, the goddess of joy.
"Brothers, please be a witness for us."
Seeing that there was free food and wine, the recruits cheered and agreed.
Plan passes!
Haver thought with satisfaction that he was working hard to integrate into the group.
Plan passes!
Aaron was also very satisfied and was thinking about how to get in touch with the Longya Gang. Didn't this opportunity come?
When a group of Purple Dragon Knight recruits hold a party in your tavern, wouldn't it make sense if the leader of the Dragon Fang Gang doesn't come out to entertain them? And this guy is still doing side business.
As for whether you win or lose, it doesn't matter.
He is a little too dazzling now. Failure in a proper bet is not a bad thing, but it can easily shorten the distance between him and everyone.
Aaron packed up his things, greeted everyone, got up and left.
"Have you packed it up?" Lucian was already waiting for him in the office. The tutor with a long and bushy beard stood up from behind the desk: "Come on, let's go try on some clothes."
"Clothes?" Aaron didn't understand what Lucian meant.
"Well, I made a tailor-made tuxedo for you. You will wear this suit to see your magic mentor tomorrow." Lucian seemed to have remembered something, with a headache on his face: "For your mentor,
, the first impression is very important, it directly determines whether she is willing to teach you and how seriously she is willing to teach you."
"Sounds like a very casual and willful guy." Aaron followed Lucian to the locker room.
"You'll know it when you see it. The good news is that you look very good and your appearance is very good. The bad news is... I don't know how it feels for you two to face each other." Lucian covered his head: "I really don't understand.
,Why did Chief Fengerda Heist choose her..."
What kind of person is this magic instructor?
Aaron is looking forward to it more and more. Based on what Havel said, this mentor seems to be very charming.
The next day, Sunday, on the banks of Longhu Lake, Cormyr Royal War Mage Training Ground.
Time came to June, and the salty sea breeze blowing against the face blew the tailcoats of the waiting people. Aaron, who was wearing a tuxedo, followed Lucian, the flag bearer, who was also wearing a baronet's crown, in a grand ceremony.
Waiting for the arrival of Aaron's "magic mentor" with hanging hands in the sea of flowers.
In June, flowers are in full bloom. In the large garden near the training ground, a colorful flower field composed of lavender, lupine, chrysanthemums, sunflowers, roses, and peonies welcomes the light of the sun and blooms under the blue sky.
Spread your own beauty and exude charming fragrance.
The gusts of sea breeze soothed the mood of the waiting people and reduced their nervousness.
"Sometimes the gaze of the giant eye in the sky is too fiery, and its golden complexion is often obscured. And all the beauty will eventually wither and fall, and the changes in the laws of fortune will strip away the beauty."
While waiting, Flag Officer Lucian looked at the endless sea of flowers and suddenly recited a little poem. He reached out and brushed a delicate peony flower, his eyes full of memories: "Luna, you are still so beautiful,
But I am already old..."
"Tsk, the smelly old man is reminiscing about the past again." Standing aside, Disma crossed his arms and held a foxtail in his mouth. He was rarely dressed more formally. Seeing that Lucian ignored him, he simply moved toward Aaron.
Said: "Smelly boy, don't imitate the stinky old man, he didn't do it well himself... ah!!!"
The senior covered his head and squatted on the ground.
What does it mean? What does it mean not to imitate the stinky old man? What does it mean that you have not done it well?
The Riddler, right? Aaron didn't understand. Seeing Lucian's fire-breathing eyes and Disma's tearful eyes, he wisely decided not to mention it.
"Lucian Flag Officer, and Disma, thank you for spending your Sunday with me." Aaron changed the subject appropriately, and he said with a smile: "It is obviously a rest day, but I still want you to come with me to greet me.
Mentoring is my responsibility."
"Tsk, I have nothing to do anyway, so I just came to take a look. I didn't come here just because of you." Disma squatted on the ground without any influence, shaking the dog's tail grass left and right in his mouth.
Those dead fish eyes were glowing white, with an expression of "I don't need you to be sentimental": "I see how pitiful you are, I'm just afraid that you will be bullied by the smelly old man, don't be moved by yourself."
This man... Aaron was speechless.
Lucian coughed twice: "If you're not in the fortress, you can call me mentor or just call me by my name... Aaron, I came with you specifically today to tell you that magic doesn't mean everything."
"I know that magic cannot represent everything. There is still a lot of power in this world." Aaron did not understand what Lucian meant. He decided to read it again and wait for further explanation from the instructor.
"Warlocks are always arrogant, Aaron. If you don't think so now, it's because you haven't really felt the power in your body yet." Lucian reached out and held Aaron's shoulder, and the flag officer's eyes showed love.
And a weird smile: "I have met many warlocks. They have different types of warlocks, different origins, and different strengths. But they have one thing in common, that is, they all have a very high evaluation of themselves."
"There are many warlocks who dream of becoming gods one day. At the same time, the vast majority of warlocks find it difficult to succumb to beings even stronger than themselves."
"You must overcome the arrogance in your bones. You must realize that your bloodline and the power in your body will make you superior physically and magically, but this is not a reason for you to bully the weak. Mental strength is particularly important, because if
Without firm belief, you will stray from the right path. Your power and magic may turn against everything you have defended. The power of the spirit cannot be learned, otherwise I would not be your knight mentor. Remember
, stick to your heart.”
"This is the Warlock." Disma squatted on the ground and said boredly: "Aaron, tell you, the smelly old man has said these words to no less than 5 people. He just changed the statement about you being a Warlock.
This part of the content is exactly the same as the rest..."
"Hey! It's not easy, Aaron, look at your senior, he actually remembered my teachings!" Lucian looked touched. The instructor shook his head and couldn't help but sigh: "The namer once said,
Even after being taught three times, the pig knows how to climb over the wall, and it’s really not a lie!”
"Smelly old man, who are you calling a pig?!" Disma jumped up and roared angrily.
"Wait! It's coming!" Aaron quickly grabbed Disma to prevent him from getting punched in the head again.
Following the end of his sight, a speeding carriage was speeding towards the location of the three people. The sound of horse hooves and rolling wheels was so neat, but the driver who was supposed to be sitting at the front of the car and driving was nowhere to be seen!
Under the watchful eyes of three pairs of eyes, the driverless carriage sped towards them and performed a 90° loop brake less than fifteen meters away from them. The strong wind blowing in their faces threw up pieces of grass clippings and smoke.
And the rising petals.
The carriage door opened wide, and a miraculous beautiful girl poked her head out of the carriage. Even the sunlight eclipsed her in front of her. Her miraculously perfect face seemed to absorb all the brilliance like a work of art.
.
She is wearing a hawthorn burgundy lace skirt with a fine plaid collar. Her pale pink hair, as bright as a Milky Way waterfall, reaches her waist. Two slender willow eyebrows vaguely appear under the thin bangs. The girl has
She has the brightest and brightest face, a pair of sweet bright golden almond eyes full of agility and intelligence. The cloak outside the fine plaid skirt cannot cover up her angelic face, nor can it cover up her devilish figure.
The exposed delicate collarbone slightly raised an alluring arc under the fair skin, and the mostly white neck skin and the elastic pride like an upside-down jade bowl showed a charming light in the sun.
Following the girl's pretty face as she poked her head out of the carriage, there was a pair of red-soled lace-up small high heels with brown square buckles and butterfly diamonds, a pair of pink feet wrapped in brown translucent glossy stockings, and a pair of delicate stockings and beautiful legs.
Standing out from the carriage and stepping on the pedals, compared to the beautiful legs of Miss Priest and Princess Regent that were plump due to combat training, this girl's legs are slightly slender, and you can even see that the crooks of her legs are swollen due to the girl's movements.
A shallow fold of stockings squeezed out.
She jumped down from the carriage in two lively steps. Her speed was so fast that she didn't look like a noble lady at all. Her pink hair swirled in the air and was filled with the scent of tulips. Her bright golden, sweet almond eyes immediately found her target.
"It's an honor for you to be here in person to guide this special student of mine." Flag Officer Lucian took a step forward and nodded.
My magic mentor? Is it her? Aaron looked at the girl's stunning face.
A minor? She doesn’t look older than me, right?
"Aiya, aiya, I heard from Alice Sayre that an interesting child was born in the Sally family. Is this this one?" The girl's bright golden eyes were full of interest and agility, and her eyes were already locked.
Aaron: "That's him, right? Hehe~ I feel it~"
Lucian's expression changed, and the flag-bearer thought that it is said that highly charismatic people are easily attracted to each other, and it was indeed true: "Yes, it is him, Aaron Salian, my knight apprentice."
"I am honored to have your guidance, madam." Aaron said quickly.
"Oh~~~ It's interesting, so interesting." The girl put her hands on her hips, slowly approached Aaron, and sniffed with her little nose: "Hmm~ It smells like lying!"
"Are you thinking that this little girl may not be older than me, but she is not qualified to teach me?" The pink-haired girl approached maliciously, with her hands on her hips and her chest full of momentum.
"Um..." Aaron waved his hands awkwardly, and he also said playfully: "I won't tell you, I am indeed a little confused."
"Hehe~ You're kidding." The girl spun around in a circle and spread her hands excitedly: "You are indeed a very interesting child!"
"Introduce myself, I am Charlotte Karadnai, the next chief wizard of the Royal Family of Cormyr!"