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www.mpzw.com) "When I was fifteen years old, I traveled a lot...... No, it's not what you think, it's not an adventure story worth remembering, it's just wandering around. The family gave me almost no money, and no pretty lady hired me as a mercenary...... By the time I got to Andorhar, I was penniless. ”

Early in the morning, Renault made his rounds in the convent, and he recounted anecdotes from the past to Loria, who followed him closely.

Loria asked, "What then, did you get a temporary job in Andorhar?"

She had never been to Andorhar, nor had she seen any documentation of what the place had been like before the war.

Renaud shook his head with a smile and said, "I didn't know anything at that time except swordsmanship." I asked the townsfolk if they could provide me with some work to keep the beasts away, but to no avail. Every night I had to walk through the farmland outside the town to collect some firewood so that I could camp in the wilderness...... Whenever I look at those vegetables that I can't name, I always imagine that I am going through some kind of trial. ”

Loria nodded—no one was a young man, and everyone was the same.

She thought about it for a while, but she wasn't sure if she would steal something to eat if she was hungry.

"Later, I heard about some ....... ”

When they reached the training ground, Renaud stopped chatting, pointed to a few people in the distance who were training with real swords early in the morning, and said to Loria: "That man with short black hair, called Cons, from a noble background, is a centurion, and has the same position as the other people he trained, the tall one is called Raymond, and the fat one is called Lane......

Renault didn't seem to mean to go up and talk, he just read the names one by one, asking Loria to remember what these centurions looked like.

"Behind these men is Baron Akarev, and you have to remember that they fought bravely, but very aggressively. ”

When the men noticed this and saluted Renault, Loria subconsciously took a step behind Renault - known for being radical among the radical Scarlet Crusaders, he was definitely not a good person to get along with.

Renault, who noticed this, didn't say anything, and continued to take Loria around the route.

"So, they're radicals?" asked Loria, a little curious, "Are there any moderates?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that her words were a little contradictory, how could there be moderates in the Scarlet Crusade.

"There are also people who want to keep the tradition and don't want to make changes lightly...... One of them is Decalion, who succeeds you, a group of people who have no clear leader and are annoying but not dangerous. Renault replied to Loria, and after a moment continued the previous story: "After the defeat of the orcs in the kingdom, many veterans could not find work, and I heard that some of them relied on jousting to make ends meet...... I met one such person, and after being egged on by him and sarcastically said a few words, he forgot his identity...... Maybe it was more because I wanted to beat him so I could win some money to eat, so I agreed to compete with him. ”

"Did you win, uncle?"

"No, I lost my sword. ”

From time to time, Renault recounted his memories of the past to Loria, and when he came across people or events that he felt needed attention during his rounds, he would interrupt the story and tell Loria about them.

He nodded in satisfaction when he saw Loria carefully recording his admonitions in a small notebook.

The atmosphere became harmonious.

"So, I've always felt that Alice wasn't suitable for green, but she wore a light green bow in her hair this morning. ”

Slowly, Loria also talked to Renaud about trivial matters...... Although Renault struggled with the topic of color matching, he felt that Loria would tell him this, which was enough to prove that his education was good.

Compared to that guy, he did a good job.

……

In the afternoon, Loria, who had been very cooperative, suddenly became uncooperative.

Renault deliberately took the time out of his mind to instruct Loria himself, and he stood in front of the chapel and asked her to start with the most basic sword swinging practice.

"I can see you're agile, but the basics are the most important thing! There will come a time when you'll be in a situation where you can't dodge, and then you'll have to rely on your own weapons. ”

To Loria, who seemed to be in a hurry, Renaud inadvertently uttered the words he used to hear.

Renault's face suddenly turned hideous, and Loria didn't dare to say anything more, she held the one-handed sword that Renault had given her and used by an adult man, and swung it with great effort.

"Hands up!

Renault, who had the same attitude as the morning, kept yelling on the side.

After just a few dozen swings, Loria stopped and asked, "Can I go where the sun doesn't shine?"

Although she had taken a few puffs of Anne last night while she was asleep and had reset the vampire's stage to the first order without her attention at all, the scorching afternoon sun still made her uncomfortable, and she felt as if she had been thrown into an airtight, heating boiler.

Loria's request was mistaken by Renault as a squeamish willfulness, and his expression became more and more terrifying.

Facing Renault, who didn't know what strange switch had been turned on, Loria was silent for a moment, and after oscillating for a while between completely tearing her face and making a fuss and enduring the sun, she still chose the latter.

Isn't it really child abuse to let vampires practice their swords under the scorching sun...... Loria held her breath as hard as if the air was so hot that it would burn her throat...... She remembered that she was fifteen years old at normal Azeroth time, not a child.

Fantasizing about being in the lovely snow and ice of the sky, she comforted herself that it might be good to exercise her willpower once in a while...... Well, that's just a workout.

Ten minutes later, the ice she had imagined in her mind was also basking in the ubiquitous, pervasive, and nasty real sun, and she began to accept reality, thinking to herself, this is actually masochism......

Ah, I see my mother.

In the dazzling sunlight, Loria lost consciousness.

Again and again, Loka threw Loria in front of the ugly and unspeakable monster, she never taught Loria how to fight, but only trained her courage to get her to break her bad habit of running away.

Although she will be beaten if she disagrees, she will be beaten for talking, she will be beaten for selling cuteness, and she will be beaten if she doesn't do anything, but Loria is still tortured to the point of starting a fire.

"Why do this to me!"

"You see, there are only two kinds of people in the world who will be you...... Those who care about you and those who don't like you. ”

Loria was slightly touched, perhaps, as Rocca said, true love always doesn't look beautiful.

"By the way. Rocka grinned, "I just wanted to bully you." ”

Loria: "......"

……

Loria, who had fainted, woke up and smiled at Renault, who had a complicated expression mixed with worry and self-blame.

Compared to that person, her uncle is actually very good to her.