Chapter 160: Afternoon
On April 31, he walked out of the door of the shooting club. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Cecilia was holding her assessment sheet in her hand, which showed her level of utilization of her strength.
The evaluators were very dedicated, testing her running speed, the strength of her swings, the speed of her punches, the various angles she hit according to the requirements, the limit of casting speed, the limit of bursts, and the accuracy of hitting fixed and moving targets.
Their evaluation of her is like this: your body coordination is very strong, with superb instantaneous explosiveness, but the endurance is weak, the angle of the punch is very accurate, but the strength is slightly insufficient, the speed of casting spells can be improved, but the accuracy is very good, but the accuracy drops by 35% when hitting the moving target, which is stronger than ordinary people, but the strength is limited.
"Isn't there a mistake... Looking at the somewhat glaring rating, she was a little unwilling, "It feels a little too low." ”
"People are professional, and there is nothing wrong with them. Albert patted her on the shoulder, "Besides, you haven't trained very systematically, you are reading a book next to me when I exercise, it's already very good, just play a game, don't take it personally." "I'm still a little unwilling... ”
After all, everyone wants to be recognized by others, everyone wants to be able to get a higher rating in the eyes of others, and her initial expectation for herself was to get an A grade, and now it is a hit.
"Alright, alright, just play a game with me. ”
It can only be a game, although the all-round test data obtained are completely professional, those people are people who have retired from the army, they are all evaluated according to the professional standards of the army, as an emerging industry that has emerged in recent decades, there are many people who have retired from the army who have chosen this job, it is not complicated for them, and it is exactly the same as what they used to do, but for them ordinary people, the data obtained is useless no matter how professional it is.
The results of the assessment are just a game, and compared to the average people who are completely untrained, they have received a good data rating, but there is still a big gap compared to those soldiers, and Avaranga as a country should have their own army.
Here, there is an army of two million men completely in the hands of the state, 700,000 are wizards, 1,300,000 are warriors, seventy percent of them are humans, and then other races, they have enough military strength to fight a long war, but the society is still very disgusted and resistant to war, they have obtained the peace they once desperately desired, although they hate the Smeran Holy See, but not to the extent of fighting to the death, at least not yet.
Physical data is not of much use to them, it is enough to know their own catties.
The two of them walked on the street, she quickly and selectively forgot the unpleasantness just now, their trip was not over, there was still a journey from the northern grasslands, Albert's plan was to find a roadside stall to drink a cup of tea, taste it slowly, and spend a leisurely afternoon.
He likes tranquility very much, likes to walk on the street when he has nothing to do, blow the wind, look at the scenery, this attitude to life also affects her, they can play crazy when they play, when they are quiet, they can find a small alley, have a pot of tea, sit for two hours, when it is time to relax, you must relax, life should be relaxed, otherwise, you will miss a lot of fun.
"What are we going to do next?" "Do nothing, go out on the street, go shopping. ”
Naturally, there are commercial streets in big cities, clothing, food, daily necessities, ironware, legal enchantments, potions, you name it, you can think of it, you can have it here, and if you are interested, you can also ride a bipedal wyvern.
As a magical world, many magical creatures that only exist in storybooks are real here, such as [Nightmare], its legendary prototype is just a little guy with horns on its head that resembles a crow, and it can secrete a kind of dust, so that ordinary people who have not practiced it are directly turned over and fall into nightmares.
There's magic, there's elves, orcs, dwarves, goblins, wizards, warriors, and finally, dragons, but instead of legendary dragons, they're just beasts.
And the predecessors would never have thought that wizards would become what they are today: working hard to earn money, supporting their families, squatting on the road and nibbling on pancakes, eating roadside barbecues, bragging with friends and acquaintances when they have nothing to do, playing two games of cards with friends and colleagues when they have free time, visiting the door during the New Year's holidays, everyone is happy together, except for magic, blood and strength, wizards and warriors are no different from ordinary people.
In most novels, the stereotype of wizards seems to be the same: they are mysterious, terrifying, do not treat ordinary people as human beings, are obsessed with magical knowledge, and there is a sizable group image of evil.
But when all the mystery is lifted, the young people who have just come out of the academy are just big boys who like to chat and fart together, adult wizards are working hard for their jobs, and those old wizards are definitely not weirdos hiding under their robes, showing only arms like dead branches, and laughing.
What Albert saw here were kind old men who smoked cigarettes, walked birds, sat in front of their homes basking in the sun, and enjoyed their old age in peace.
"I feel like I'm going to be able to live like a 60-year-old at the age of 30. Cecilia sighed heartily, "It always feels weird. ”
"So, how do you feel?" his spiritual power radiated, attracting a firesparrow, and then turned his head and asked, "Is it good or bad?" "I, it feels good." "That's for the best. ”
Everyone has their own way of living, like him, he lives very easily, without too much burden, in fact, everyone can live a very easy life, but they just need to let go of something.
The next city to visit is the capital of Avaranga, and if you move faster, you might be able to catch up with the celebrations, which are a grand national event: the annual National Day, the national celebration, the statutory seven-day holiday, and everyone in the capital can dress up in their own celebratory attire and dress themselves up in any way, as long as they don't show important parts.
It was getting closer and closer to her final destination, the prairie of her hometown, the place she had been talking about.
He sincerely hopes to get along better with the other party's parents, but before he meets the real person, he says that no matter how much he says, it is equal to zero.
Whether we can get along well or not, let's talk about it then.