The employer of this team is a noble lady named Audreyna, but no one knows the exact origin, Catherine is just the leader of a small mercenary group, living at the bottom of society, Audreyna herself brought more than thirty people, half of them are servants who serve her, and the other half are guards - each of her guards are powerful swordsmen, and she also has three magicians with her.

In the Homan Empire, junior swordsmen have a high status, and they can obtain the official title of lord as long as they serve the empire for ten years, which is an unusual status. Of course, such a lord is only a "Lords of Honor", not a "Meritorious Lord" of a useful territory, and cannot be hereditary.

This team consists of a medium-sized mercenary group and two small mercenary groups, the Firelight Mercenary Group is one of the small mercenary groups, the other small mercenary group is called the Black Hawk Mercenary Group, and the medium-sized mercenary group is the Mountain Rock Mercenary Group.

The mercenary guild has a clear rule that a mercenary group must have at least 20 people, and each mercenary group must have at least one swordsman to register. This is to ensure that the mercenary group has the ability to survive.

Small mercenary groups are capped at 50 people, medium mercenary groups are capped at 200 people, and large mercenary groups are capped at 500 people.

In the Homan Empire, the number of official mercenaries in any mercenary group cannot exceed 500, otherwise it is tantamount to treason.

A normal form of government, a sane monarch, would never allow too strong private forces to emerge in the country.

Because Lear did not fully inherit Charlie Lear's memory, he did not recognize the family coat of arms of the nobleman - Charlie Lear, although he did not know how to learn, originally recognized many famous coats of arms.

There were more than 200 people in the whole team, and there were more than a dozen carriages of various kinds, the wheels of which made a bone rattling sound on the road, and beyond that, the sound of mercenaries talking. They had to keep on the road, walking for nearly five hours until their lunch break - this was the boring life of mercenaries.

Lear originally thought that walking for a day would be a simple thing, but when it came time to actually move forward, he realized that he had made a big mistake.

Because the mercenaries have to keep up with the carriage, they have to walk twice as fast as usual, only a little slower than a race walk in a sports competition.

Lear's health was already poor, and he might not be too tired to walk at an ordinary pace, but after walking for half an hour, he felt tired and covered in sweat. Three hours later, his clothes were soaked with sweat and could no longer keep up with the mercenaries' pace.

"If I can't hold on, how can I survive in this world! Walking briskly for a long time will not only exercise my body, but also my will! I must persevere!" he gasped.

There were already mercenaries pointing at him, and Russo, the red-haired boy who had already had a conflict with him, mocked him maliciously: "Look at that little white face, it's like a baby who has just learned to walk, it's really a shame for us Empire." ”

Scar Los went on to say: "The nobility of the empire is like this, and it is a disaster for the empire to let such people inherit the nobility. If this kid had been in bed, would he have been crushed to death by a woman?Don't you think I'm more like an earl's heir than he is?"

If it weren't for Catherine being by Lear's side, they would have come up to him and laugh at him.

Lear was furious at first, but it didn't take long for him to calm down.

"Time will tell!

Catherine didn't expect this noble young master to hold out for so long, so she said, "We can sit on our supply truck, you can go and sit on it." ”

Lear shook his head and said, "I can hold on." ”

He gritted his teeth and followed the convoy, and finally persevered until the convoy took a break at noon, when he was unable to sit on the ground, snorting and panting, wishing to sit like this forever.

"The physical fitness of these mercenaries is so good, walking briskly for five hours, most of them are not tired at all, and they are still so energetic. He thought helplessly.

In fact, he was not so embarrassed, and the culprit was the sword that increased the weight on his body.

However, the sword did not do anything desperately, and while bearing an extra load, he was also washed by the aura of the ancestral sword. If he was in a carriage and hurrying, he could only absorb about 10% of his aura, but now he has been exercising, keeping his body in a state of intense "hunger", struggling to absorb all the energy he can absorb, so that his aura absorption efficiency has greatly increased, and he can absorb 30%.

After lunch, he quickly regained his strength, but ** couldn't withstand this kind of high-intensity exercise for him, so he still felt tired and sore.

After the meal, the team rested for half an hour and then continued on their way. In the evening, the team stopped and set up camp.

In the end, he persevered, and with a pampered and weak body, he completed the day's journey with a strong will.

Although the mercenary looked down on the incompetent noble young master, seeing that he could really walk all the way without riding in a carriage, his attitude towards him changed greatly, and many people put away their contempt for him. When a few bold mercenaries passed by him, they praised him with a smile, saying that he was a respectable nobleman.

In fact, the martial arts of the Homan Empire were prevalent, and the nobles were not yet rotten to the roots, and many nobles had to learn swordsmanship from an early age. Of course, not all nobles received strict instruction, and many nobles would strive to produce their preferred first in line of succession, and were relaxed about the education of other heirs. If other children are too good, they will even be suppressed.

Charlie Lear's father was more obsessed with art and women, and like most such aristocrats, he did not force his son to practice swords, but only forced him to remember his family heritage.

Moreover, not all commoners are as hostile to the nobility as Scar Los, and a qualified nobleman can easily win the respect of the commoners.

In the evening, when the convoy camped, Lear found a secluded place not too far from the camp to practice his sword, and did not return until dinner.

After a day's walking, the people of the Firelight Mercenary Group no longer regarded him as an outsider, and after the meal, everyone chatted around the bonfire, and he also listened carefully to increase his knowledge.

An hour after the meal, he endured his fatigue and forced himself to continue practicing his sword.

Catherine secretly watched him for a while, looking at his clumsy but hard-working appearance, and showed a smile that the teacher recognized with the disciple. But it didn't take long for that smile to turn into pure pride.

"Hmph, what a genius, much worse than me back then!"

Lear gritted his teeth and practiced until midnight, and finally trembled, his limbs twitched slightly, his hands holding the sword were numb, and the palms of his hands were worn out of the skin, which showed how hard he had worked.

After falling asleep, he was once again taken by the sword to practice swordsmanship. Now that he has confirmed that the Sword World is a magical place, he has worked hard to practice the swordsmanship and strike fencing.

The next morning, he was woken up by the sword and found that his body no longer felt tired, but he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell the specifics.

In fact, the sword used immortal magic on him again last night, and now the weight acting on him has increased from one percent of yesterday's weight to two percent. He weighed about 100 pounds, and he carried an extra weight of twenty pounds.

He left the tent, greeted Catherine and the mercenaries who woke up, and continued with the practice sword.

This time Catherine had been prepared and quietly followed him.

Lear didn't notice the little tail behind him, and went to the place he chose yesterday to start practicing his sword.

Catherine's eyes widened, and she watched carefully.

I saw that Lear had practiced the starting hand style first, and he looked a little rusty at first, but after only a minute, even the most discerning swordsmanship teacher could not find fault with his posture.

Catherine was slightly surprised, but unimpressed, and continued to observe.

After practicing the starting hand pose, Lear began to practice the starting hand swordsmanship, starting with the spear stabbing style, staring ahead, stabbing with the sword, and then keeping up with his body and footsteps. Only by moving the sword first and then moving the body will the enemy be caught off guard, and moving the foot first and then the sword will give the enemy more time to react.

His stabs seemed a little clumsy at first, but as he practiced more and more proficiently, by the time he performed his fifteenth stab, his movements were already a model for educating novices.

Catherine was shocked.

Because Lear's actions can't deceive people, he is definitely not a veteran, but more like a real peerless genius, a genius who has made rapid progress to the past and the present.

"How is this possible, how can he be a more talented guy than me!" Catherine's confidence was hit like never before. She has always considered herself a rare genius, and if there is a swordsman inheritance, she is now a powerful junior swordsman.

Catherine stubbornly stood still, continuing to observe Lear.

Lear practiced the sword one by one, all the process was the same as before, it was very poor at first, but after practicing more than a dozen times or twenty times, he quickly mastered the essentials of this swordsmanship, as if he had practiced it thousands of times and had been tempered thousands of times.

Catherine finally believes that Lear is a once-in-a-millennial genius, and returns to the camp dejectedly, sitting still without speaking.

At this time, Cruise, the deputy head of the mercenary group, passed by with a few of his subordinates, and saw Catherine staring blankly at Lear's tent, and an inexplicable anger rose in his heart.

He deliberately didn't look at Catherine, and said to the red-haired Russo behind him with a smile: "I heard that you will officially challenge that noble boy in three days, you have to save some face for him." You must know that many women will be unhappy when they hurt their little white faces. ”

Russo said confidently: "Don't worry, head of the regiment, I will definitely teach that noble young master who doesn't even dare to hold a sword a good lesson." ”

Cruise whistled and left triumphantly.

Catherine, who had been feeling sorry for herself, saw everything in her eyes, she thought for a moment, and suddenly laughed desolately.

"This Lear seems to be a good nobleman, since Cruise is ready to do it, for the sake of the Flame Mercenary Group, I can only ......"

After a moment, the desolation on her face vanished, replaced by fortitude!

She stood up and walked towards where Lear practiced her sword.

She walked up to a sweaty Lear, looked at him calmly, and said, "I've seen your progress. Do you remember what I said on the first night we met? Your efforts and growth have been recognized by me, and now I, Catherine, have officially accepted you as my first disciple!"

After saying that, without waiting for Lear's consent, she used her bladeless practice sword to connect his left leg and shoulder, skillfully forcing Lear to half kneel on the ground, forcing him to complete the etiquette of apprenticeship.

Lear was stunned at first, and then immediately said respectfully, "Disciple Lear, I have seen the teacher. ”

Catherine smiled with satisfaction, stepped forward to help him, and said, "You are indeed a genius. But since you have become my disciple, I will teach you strictly, and now it is too late for you to regret it. From now on, you have to listen to me in everything, and if you are not convinced, then defeat me! As long as you can overcome me, we will dissolve the master-apprentice relationship, you can do whatever you want!"

Lear was stunned, because the last sentence seemed to ......

"Why are you stunned!" Catherine had already regarded herself as his swordsmanship teacher, and was about to scold him, but suddenly realized that her last sentence was ambiguous, so she showed a hint of a playful smile, "I didn't expect you to be a big person, but you thought a lot." Now that you've learned both your starting swordsmanship and striking fencing, I'll teach you actual combat now!"

She took three steps back and said, "In the career of a mercenary, the casualty rate of junior warriors is much higher than that of intermediate and senior swordsmen, so every novice must first learn the skills of saving their lives. Now I'm going to attack, you block and dodge!"

With that, she raised her sword above her head with both hands and slashed at him with a top split.

Thinking that the woman's vindictiveness was really strong, Lear immediately took a step back and used the horn starting hand to block Catherine's slash.

A sneer tugged at the corner of Catherine's mouth.

There was a crisp "clang" sound, the two swords struck each other, and the practice sword flew out of his hand, and Lear staggered and almost fell.

"I only used three points of strength!" said Catherine, holding the sword in one hand, the tip of the sword against Lear's chin, "The standard posture is useful, but it's not everything! You've only mastered the starting hand, you've mastered the movement, but your mind and your body haven't adapted to the fight!"

As a result, Catherine keeps on the offensive to show Lear what the real fight is – just the parrying part, of course.

Catherine only uses introductory swordsmanship and striking fencing when attacking, and does not use complex combos, and she even deliberately instructs Lear on how to defend against stabbing attacks.

The red-haired Russo's best form of attack is stabbing.

She didn't think Lear would be able to beat Russo in three days, and she taught Lear how to block, just not wanting him to lose too badly.

After an hour of practice, the two returned to the camp for breakfast, and Lear's hands kept shaking, and the practice swords of the two men struck each other many times, and his strength was far from comparable to that of Catherine.

Before returning to camp, Catherine tells Lear not to expose their mentorship unless he can become an intermediate warrior.

After breakfast, the group hit the road again, and Lear still walked behind the carriage like a normal mercenary.

Lear follows the mercenaries and up his ears to listen to their laughter, the only way to better understand the world.

At this time, the sword sat in front of the ancestral sword and said to himself: "Through the observation of the past two days, this barbarian woman is only about to touch the edge of the 'technique'. Most of the guards of that aristocratic barbarian woman had only mastered the initial 'technique', and they were 108,000 miles away from the 'Dao'. Moreover, judging from the cultivation of those swordsmen, the 'skills' of this plane take a single route, and they have more strength than skill. ”

"However, there is a swordsman with hidden strength in the guard of that noble barbarian woman, who is only one step away from mastering the high level of 'technique', and has the hope of stepping into the peak of 'technique'. ”

"This should belong to the lower plane, and the strongest person should only touch the edge of the 'Dao', so there is a good chance that Lear will survive. However, Lear is still faintly repelled by the power of the plane, and not only can I not teach him the Tao, but I also cannot teach him the technique. What's more, I was just born, and his strength was limited, and he only opened the first seal of the ancestral sword. ”

"The better he masters the swordsmanship of this plane, the more the power of the plane favors him, so that he can use the 'technique' I taught him without any scruples in the future. But...... For the sake of his safety, and at the same time taking into account his future development, it is best for me to build on the 'technique' of this plane, integrate the experience of the ancestral sword technique, and create a new sword technique suitable for him. But now that I've given him all my spiritual power, it's hard to deduce a set of qualified swordsmanship, it's a real headache......"

"Damn Lear, what the hell do I owe you! Now you are the only one in the entire plane who is the soul of Yanhuang, and only you can maintain the growth of the ancestral sword. If you die, the ancestral sword will surely sleep again, and once the power dissipates, it is likely to be regarded as an ordinary sword by the barbarians of this world. Alas, I think that the most beautiful, wisest, and most powerful new Ancestral Sword Spirit in my hall has been so busy for just a few days since I was born......"

The sword pouted and stood up, her body changed, and the little fairy wearing a flying suit and a long-haired shawl disappeared, replaced by a pretty, watery little maid in ancient costume, and anyone who saw it couldn't help but want to kiss her little pink face.

On the night of Lear's third day with the team, Catherine didn't teach Lear the basics, as she had to teach them all in the morning. That night, Catherine tells Susan to put down her greatsword and use the practice sword to attack Lear constantly, helping Lear practice her blocking skills.

Although Susan has no talent, she works hard to make money, and has been instructed by a swordsman, her swordsmanship has two characteristics, one is great strength, and the other is fast, simple but practical.

Susan is known as the strongest female mid-level warrior in the Duchy of Barlow, and even if she changes to a practice sword, even if her body is thick and fat, she can still force Lear to scramble with her strength and speed.

Lear thinks that Catherine is like a female leopard with graceful and calm movements, and Susan is a terrifying female black bear - many people think that the bear is stupid, but that is actually an illusion, don't look at the bear is fat, in fact, it is very fast and extremely agile.

Susan came across as stupid and fat, so many of the bandits despised him, and she was easily killed by her - fifteen of them had already died under her heavy sword.

Susan didn't care what defensive swordsmanship Lear used, she only used her strength and speed to break through his defenses, often blocking Lear's sword with two or three swords, and then hitting him, leaving bruises and purple scars on his body.