Lear learns Level 1 magic because Level 1 magic has many useful skills. For example, the Water Technique can create a liter of unpolluted pure water, the Magic Berry Technique, which can catalyze any branch to grow into a magic tree full of strawberries, the Cold Hand, which can spray an extremely cold air, the Finger Fire Technique, which can spray flames, and the Mage Hand, which can control an invisible hand...... And so on and so forth, many magic that cannot be used in battle, but is fun and can even save lives at critical moments.

And after learning these spells, he is more comfortable using magic guides.

Although it is impossible to release more advanced magic in the future, he majored in swordsmanship and does not feel regretful.

He was resting, and when he saw Catherine passing by in front of the door, he immediately stopped her: "My regiment leader, are you interested in competing with me in a sword, you are not qualified as a master!"

Catherine smiled wickedly and said, "I am not as idle as the Earl, but I cannot disobey your orders, and you will not beg for mercy when the time comes." ”

Lear said, "However, you are not allowed to use vindictiveness. ”

"It's a deal!"

The two men picked up the practice sword and began to compete with the sword.

Although Lear is busy managing affairs, he still insists on practicing in the sword world every day, and his swordsmanship is becoming more and more sophisticated. And his physical fitness has been slightly improved half a month ago, and now he is full of strong muscles, and his height has miraculously reached 1.7 meters, so the mage of the Earl's Court has to take his modified troll potion recipe and start researching.

Lear's subordinates were watching the battle, amazed.

"In the past, Lord Lear looked like a chicken, a sick chicken shivering from the rain, but now he is a little leopard. Did you notice the look in the eyes of the women at the banquet? "Only the high-ranking swordsman Hal dares to compare the lord with such a metaphor.

"Lord Earl is really a rare genius, the previous day's high-level swordsmanship was full of loopholes, and the next day there were almost no flaws. If you continue to grow up like this, Lord Howl, you may well be outnumbered by Lord Earl. "It was Lear's sparring swordsman who spoke.

"No way! He's just lucky!Who would believe that a sixteen-year-old kid could become a high-ranking warrior? He's faster than me because of **! I'm the first day of the Earl's Court!" said Hal dissatisfied. In the Homan Empire, a high-ranking swordsman had the same status as a viscount.

Hal looked only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, but that was because he was pampered at the Earl's Court, and his vindictive spirit had the effect of slowing down aging, so he looked young. He was already thirty-nine years old, and at the age of thirty-seven, he was promoted to the rank of senior swordsman, and was a recognized successor to the general, and it was likely that he would become a great swordsman before the age of fifty. At the same time, he was also the general's favorite disciple.

"Lord Howl, don't forget, your body can take medicine, but swordsmanship will not be improved by taking medicine. Assistant Watson said with a smile.

"......" Hal was silent for a moment, and said a little depressed, "If you are promoted to a high-level warrior before the age of eighteen, our lord may really become a high-ranking swordsman." ”

The sparring swordsman said, "Now the adult is not yet sixteen years old, if he can become a junior swordsman in two years, you say, will he ......?"

Everyone was shocked, staring at Lear speechless, and even Hal's face was extremely strange.

In the Starry Sky Continent, anyone who becomes a junior swordsman before the age of eighteen has a unique title.

Apprentice Juggernaut!

Except for the old monster of the Horman Empire, the founding emperor of the Homan Empire, who suddenly made his mark at the age of thirty, all the sword saints recorded in the Starry Sky Continent became junior swordsmen before the age of eighteen.

"Could it be that the Lear family is finally going to produce a monster?" muttered Hal.

"My lord, even if you don't mention swordsmanship, he's a little monster......" Watson said.

The crowd fell silent helplessly. Lear's series of methods and ability to deal with things can definitely be called a monster compared to his age.

The battle between Lear and Catherine has come to an end, and the two have damaged four practice swords, and the victory is still undecided.

And this battle also made Lear discover his flaws - he has a faint tendency to surpass Catherine in terms of skills, but his body does not have the experience of high-intensity life and death training, and his toughness and will are far inferior to Catherine, so that he obviously has the upper hand, but Catherine counterattacks with his tenacious will.

Eventually, Lear called a halt and thought about how to hone himself, a swordsman who has not been tempered by life and death will never grow.

"Running long distances every day? Running with weights doesn't work either. What the hell should I do?"

After he asks a question, Hal and Catherine give similar answers.

"Throw you into the Warcraft Forest, as long as you live past six months, you will understand. Hal said baring his teeth.

"Anger a powerful bandit and let them hunt you down for a year, you'll understand. Catherine looked apprehensive.

The corners of Lear's mouth are slightly **, that kind of life is definitely not a human life.

Assistant Watson hurriedly said, "My lord, don't listen to them. You are the Earl and Lord of Port Lear, and do not do anything stupid. All the swordsmen in Port Lear are your sparring partners for as long as you need them, and you can even go and consult the generals. ”

Lear's eyes lit up and he praised Watson: "I forgot about that! Okay, you go and get a month's salary as a bonus." ”

He turned to Catherine and said, "It's noon, come with me for lunch, and then go to the general together, maybe his old man will guide you too." ”

When it's time for lunch, Ness wakes up on time, runs to the dining room in her cute pajamas, and pounces on Lear's arms. Not only does Ness sleep ten hours a night now, but she can sleep at any other time whenever she wants.

Lear noticed that Ness's height had not grown at all, she still looked like a little girl, but other places were developing rapidly, her little ** was getting more and more warped, and her originally flat breasts were bulging.

"Brother Lear, I want to heal!" Ness pouted in confusion.

Lear hurriedly said, "Sister Catherine is here, let's finish eating and then heal." ”

"Huh?" Ness turned her head blankly and saw Catherine sitting across from Lear, and immediately sobered up, and fell headlong into Lear's arms, not daring to look at anyone.

Catherine wasn't in the mood to bother with Ness, she was very struggling right now.

The aristocracy used a long dining table, and the correct way was for the husband and wife to sit at the head and tail of the long table, and the other guests to sit on either side.

But Lear asked her to sit in the position of the hostess, and Lear sat in the position of the male lead, and if someone who didn't know came in, he would definitely take Catherine as Lear's wife.

Lear saw Catherine's soulless and slightly shy appearance, and laughed secretly in his heart: "Usually I can't do anything about you, who calls you my teacher, but when it comes to playing small tricks, you can't do it." I have to say that the beautiful group leader is charming when he is shy. ”

Ness stealthily leaves Lear and sits down in the chair to his left.