For the mercenaries throughout the camp, Lear and Russo's sword fight was nothing more than a trivial episode, and when the time came, the convoy continued on its way.

Squire applied a weight to Lear again, but this time she applied it every few dozen minutes, only increasing a little bit each time, so that Lear didn't feel much of a change.

The road was still calm, and the convoy passed a small town at noon, and the mercenaries bought some vegetables and fruits to eat before continuing on the road.

In the evening, the convoy set up camp, and everything looked the same as the previous days.

After resting for a few minutes, Lear picked up his practice sword and walked outside.

Susan on the side smiled and said, "Young Master Lear, your physical strength is getting better and better, as long as you practice for a few more years, you will definitely become the youngest swordsman in the empire." ”

Lear smiled, and felt a little strange in his heart: "Susan is right, I feel much more relaxed today than before, is it because I ate fresh vegetables at noon?"

He found an open space outside the camp, and after just a few minutes of practice, an uninvited guest came.

Scar Los walked over with a grin holding the practice sword, and said as he walked: "The great genius nobleman Young Master Lear, I have great respect for seeing your swordsmanship today, and I hope you will use your practice sword to guide me, a lowly commoner!"

Lear stopped practicing his sword, thinking that Los had come to avenge Russo, and said without fear: "You are a mid-level warrior who actually came to attack me, according to the rules of the Firelight Mercenary Regiment, I can be sure that you will be kicked out of the mercenary group by Catherine, what do you say?"

Scar Los frowned, thinking that the noble young master was really cunning, and directly characterized it as an attack. If the news of his attack on the nobles spreads, not to mention the Firelight Mercenary Group, even those large mercenary groups would not dare to accept him.

Lear raised his voice again and said, "If you're just jockeying, I can promise you how about we'll joust in ten days?"

Scarlos immediately looked around vigilantly, and only after finding that there was no one did he say, "Catherine has been stopped by someone I have found, and she can't hear you no matter how loud you shout." Ten days from now? You're smart, we'll be in Port Lear in seven days, how can I find you? Haha, as long as I don't leave visible scars on you, it doesn't count as attacking you. ”

Scar Los smirked, and the wound on his face was like a trembling centipede, which was extremely terrifying.

Running away in front of a well-prepared mid-level fighter was tantamount to taking a beating, and Lear knew that he couldn't dodge this time, so he took a deep breath and prepared to fight.

Scar Los pretended to be casual and held the practice sword with both hands, his arms stretched out in front of him, almost shoulder-height, and pointed at Lear's eyebrows, which is called sword forcing in swordsmanship.

Forcing a sword is a very impolite act in the Starry Sky Continent, and no one will use it in a normal competition. However, because the sword can create a distance between the two sides in advance, the user can change his moves in advance according to the opponent's sword, which is a very advantageous basic swordsmanship.

There is a trick in the counterattack swordsmanship that can crack the forced sword with a glance, but it is very dangerous when it is cracked, and the difference in strength between the two sides is so big that Lear's use of a glance is equivalent to sending him to death.

But without a glance, Scarlos could use the advantage he had built up to force him into a corner.

"If you injure me, I guarantee you'll be expelled from the Flare Mercenary Regiment!Once you're in Port Lear, you'll be arrested for assaulting the nobles!" Lear said bravadoly.

"Port Lear, you can't wait for that day!" Los stabbed.

Lear immediately blocked, but Los was prepared and actually accelerated twice, making Lear misjudge. The two swords intersected, and Lear's lack of strength was unable to block it, so he could only dodge backwards and was almost stabbed.

Scar Los didn't chase either, and said with a smile: "You continue to hide, see how long you hide! Don't worry, I won't leave you with obvious scars, at most break your ribs!"

Seeing his arrogant appearance, a cloud of anger rose in Lear's chest, and his eyes were like that of a wounded lone wolf, and he was ready to play a lose-lose game - even if he was seriously injured, he had to teach this guy a lesson.

The master was in crisis, the sword was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and the little pink fist was sometimes held and sometimes released, eager to go into battle in person.

Just as Scar Los was triumphant and Lear was about to fight for his life, a shrill magic whistle suddenly sounded not far away.

Scarlos immediately stopped to listen, but the magic whistle never stopped, his face changed, he glared at Lear viciously, and said, "Lucky for you, watch your face next time, damn nobleman! Follow me back to camp if you don't want to die!"

Lear hurried back to camp. This is the warning of the dark whistle, and this continuous sound is the highest level of alarm.

If Scar Los attacks his own people at this time, Catherine can directly put him to death as a mole.

When Lear returned to the camp, the entire camp was ready for battle, and the noble lady's tent was surrounded by two circles, the inner circle was her personal guard, and the outer circle was the master of the mercenaries.

Catherine's face changed when she saw Lear running back after Scar Rose, she was now very concerned about Lear's disciple, in addition to the fact that he was a genius, but also had to suffer.

She glared fiercely at Scarloth, met Lear, and asked in a low voice, "What happened just now?"

Lear smiled bitterly, "Los wanted to attack me, but luckily the whistle sounded." ”

Catherine's face turned pale, her gaze swept over Los and Cruise, and then she whispered, "From today onwards, you are not allowed to leave my line of sight, and you must have me or Susan by your side when you practice swords." Also, the wizard of the noble lady said that there were more than 400 bandits, and it seems that they are composed of several bandits, and this time the matter is not simple. If there is a fight, you stand behind me. The most important thing in the melee is not the swordsmen, but the bandits who use bows and crossbows. In short, it is important to save your life, don't impulsively send you to death!"

Lear nodded earnestly, he was naturally not stupid enough to fight the enemy.

Now everyone has just finished a day's journey and has not eaten, and the mercenaries are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of physical strength.

At this time, Lord Pine, the butler of the noble lady, came to the center of the camp, and had already taken off his tuxedo and changed into leather armor suitable for battle. He said in a deep voice: "The bandit group must have made full preparations to launch an attack at this time, and the purpose of the bandit group is probably all of us, so don't leave anything to chance." The eldest lady's escort will attack with all their might, everyone will work together to defeat the bandits, and we will be safe in seven days! Now distribute emergency food immediately, everyone is half full, otherwise it will affect the battle. ”

The maids immediately distributed those easy-to-digest and expensive emergency foods, and Lord Pine continued, "According to the agreement, we pay ten gold carats for every junior or intermediate warrior bandit killed, one hundred gold carats for killing a senior warrior, and one thousand gold carats for a junior swordsman. But the eldest lady has decided to double the reward! We are responsible for all the wounds in this battle, and the injuries of high-level warriors or swordsmen will be treated by our potions master himself!"

The deputy commander of the Shanyan Mercenary Regiment raised his long sword and shouted: "Kill the bandits, swear to defend the honor of the mercenary!"

"Kill the bandits, swear to the death to defend the honor of the mercenaries!" many mercenaries shouted together, and their morale was greatly boosted.

Catherine thought for a moment, thinking that her previous guess was right, several leaders of the Shanyan Mercenary Group were likely to be the family knights of the noble lady, and the entire Shanyan Mercenary Group might be the nobleman's family mercenary group.

The orthodox nobles of the Starry Sky Continent must have "ten people", and ten people are divided into "eight insiders" and "two outsiders".