It's another day of cultivation.

Charles was afraid of alarming others again, so he deliberately started practicing an hour earlier than usual.

But he still underestimated the strength of his new cultivation, and he still tossed until sunset before he came out of the giant dome, so anxious that Jim almost rushed in to save people.

"Jim, let's go and eat together, ouch, I'm starving. ”

Jim was worried for a long time, and finally saw Charles running out hungry as usual, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief:

"My young master, you can figure it out, I thought..."

Charles ran past him with a cigarette and shouted, "Keep up, I'm starving~"

"I'm going to eat first, you close the door and come on, Master Griffin said, you can eat together when you come." Jim smiled at the young soldier beside him, turned and followed.

The young soldier smiled helplessly, and said to himself: "Where is my place, how many people are waiting to share a table with Lord Eagle......"

For more than a year, Charles was deeply influenced by Charles Lee's personality.

Now that I have found my true self, although my playful temperament has not changed, I am no longer as introverted and inferior as before.

Treat people and things are all refreshing and neat, generous and kind, and in the eyes of many soldiers, he is really a young eagle without a shelf.

Nowadays, every evening, there are often soldiers and generals who are hungry, just to be able to eat at the same table with the young eagle.

The eaglet has an easy-going temperament, interesting speech, and a great appetite, and always eats two more bowls with it without realizing it.

It's the same today.

I saw Charles holding the bowl and stuffing it into his mouth as he walked to the old seat and sat down.

There was always an empty seat next to him, and as everyone knows, it was reserved for Jim.

"Lord Eagle, why is it so late today!"

"Eagle-sama, were you okay yesterday?"

"Eagle-sama ......"

Charles ate two or three bowls of pads to pad his stomach as usual, and then raised his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I accidentally overpracticed, and I'll be fine after sleeping all night." ”

"Lord Eagle, you have to be careful with your body, don't spoil this good appetite, or there will be a lot of food left in the canteen every day. A soldier dressed in a captain's uniform said with a grin.

"I think you're itchy with your skin, Lord Eagle, and give him more sand tonight to remove the dead skin. A non-commissioned officer dressed as a battalion commander on the side glared at him and scolded with a smile.

"How can a handful be enough for him to wash, Lord Eagle, don't be stingy, just greet him on the head~"

"Not bad~ He has thick skin, and he can't be washed if he doesn't do this. ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

Charles tried his magic for the first time that day, smashed every corner of the bathhouse, and was punished by Ogu to repair the roof of the bathhouse with his own hands.

If this work is done by an earth mage, it can be completed in two or three days, but if Charles does it alone, the project is not small.

It took him more than half a month to finish the exterior wall.

Recently, I started to repair the interior wall, and I also chatted with the soldiers who had already mixed their faces indoors, and every day when Charles was there, the bathhouse was the most lively.

Charles stuffed a mouthful of meat into his mouth, chewed the rice and swallowed it together, and then said:

"Don't say anything else, the sand is enough, one person at night, everyone has a share~"

...

At the same time, the cafeteria on the second floor.

"Young Master, the young eagle yesterday..."

"Smack!"

A loud slap interrupted the whispers of the Warhammer Guard.

Trist sat in the window seat, watching the people coming and going outside the window, and turned his head slowly, as if he hadn't slapped him just now:

"Who, you say it again. Think about it clearly. ”

The Warhammer Iron Guard knelt on one knee, lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at Triste's cold face, nor did he dare to pay attention to the palm prints on his face, but replied carefully:

"That Charles Griffin overtrained on school yesterday and passed out. ”

Trist snorted, "Hmph, it's ridiculous... It's really a small family, and I really don't understand anything, I'm afraid it's hurting the foundation. ”

The guard who was accompanying him shook his hand at the iron guard, told him to step back, and echoed in a loud voice: "That's it, that's it, this Griffin kid is really ignorant. ”

"Oh, tell me, where is he ignorant?" Trist was in a good mood for a while, and even refused to put food into his mouth.

How did the guards know so much, but they just echoed it casually, and they were immediately caught off guard by the question, and a cold sweat gradually rose: "This... The young master said that he didn't understand anything, but wasn't he just ignorant?"

Trist snorted disdainfully:

"Hmph, cultivating magic, the most taboo is not knowing moderation, exhausting his spiritual power, he is just in contact with magic now, and he is a second-ring disciple who breaks the sky, how much spiritual power can he make every day?"

This guard is just a sixth-level warrior, but it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no magicians in the future, so he hurriedly and silently wrote down this key.

Trist took two more bites, then took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands and asked, "What about the person I sent to inquire about the news last time, has he come back?"

The attendant took out a roll of letter paper from his bosom and handed it over: "People can't get in, but the news passed through Lord Lauren's hand and was reluctantly delivered." ”

"Hmm... It turned out to be an eighth-level warrior, with a steel element talent... Almost like me, grandpa really didn't lie to me. ”

Trist took the letter and shook his head with a sneer: "Beat the Ilman and sweep away the younger generation of the Lions... A few stinky fish and rotten shrimp are just that, and Yilman has the reputation of the Swan family, which is really not angry. ”

The guard sneered and said, "Young Master, you passed the test three months ago, and you are already a registered ninth-level warrior, how can this kid compare to you." ”

Trist looked at the letter that had been put down, handed it to the guard, and frowned slightly: "The swordsman who guards the door for the green lion is called Lucas, who has been in the limelight recently, and he has defeated a few disciples of the same level, and he is also a character, even he..."

The guard took the letter with both hands, read it carefully, as if he had never browsed it beforehand, and only replied after a while:

"Didn't the letter say that this Lucas was not injured at all afterwards, but was carelessly attacked, if he really has a ninth-level cultivation, he can defeat Lucas in a dignified manner, where does he need such trouble?"

Trist practiced at home a few days ago, and fought with two eighth-level warrior cultivators of the War Hammer Iron Guard, which was indeed only a matter of ten moves, presumably no matter how strong this Lucas was, he should not be able to take five moves in his hands.

Thinking of this, he smiled with relief: "Martial arts cultivation is just a stepping stone for my uncle, if you really want to win or lose, do you still have to use the martial arts skills at home?"

"Young Master, you're joking, the Warhammer Family's Shock Gang is a sharp weapon for leapfrogging challenges, how can it be his turn to be used. ”

The corners of Trist's mouth raised slightly, and he had a shock in his hand, even if the opponent was a general-level master, he also had the strength to fight, not to mention that what Charles showed before was only the strength of an eighth-level fighter.

Seeing that his expression became relaxed, the guards knew that their sycophants were in the right place, and hurriedly pursued after the victory:

"Besides, young master, you have activated the crystallization so far, and in just half a year, you have already been a disciple of the three rings, this kind of progress, even among the geniuses of the Warhammer family, is extremely rare. ”

Trist was really in a good mood when he heard this, and said proudly: "Well, it makes sense to enter the law with martial arts, and to advance with double cultivation, maybe even if I don't have my uncle to teach me personally, I can ......."

The guards never forgot the slap outside the Qingyan Tower, for fear that Trist would let Charles go, so he hurriedly persuaded: "Young master, with the guidance of the lord, you can also avoid detours, and you can't give up on the matter of the young eagle." ”

Trist didn't really get carried away, nodded and said: "Of course, since that bed bug has injured the foundation, the mage has no hope on the way, I believe that my uncle has a number in his heart, as long as I find an opportunity to prove to him that I am better, I will definitely be able to replace him." ”

In addition to guarding Trist left and right in the past two days, the guards often went to inquire about nothing, although they didn't find any opportunities to take advantage of, but they didn't find nothing:

"Young master, this boy from the Griffin family seems to be good to the veteran guards, and I heard that he seems to be interested in taking him as a house slave. ”

"A Chosen One?"

"No, it's just an ordinary soldier, in his thirties, and he is still a small soldier. ”

Trist suddenly felt that he was still too uplifting Charles: "The mud can't support the wall, as soon as the name of the eagle comes out, let alone a general-level master, even the mage can be easily recruited, and it is really a small family, and there is no vision." ”

The guard also looked disdainful and said disapprerovingly: "But he seems to be very good to this veteran, and he often eats together." The young master wants to find a reason to compete with him, why not..."

Trisette nodded and waved his hand: "You do it, I just want the result." ”