Angora understood and wanted to laugh but didn't dare, so he could only rub the tip of his nose with his fingers to block the slightly upturned corners of his mouth.

However, this was still seen by Dyson. His eyes widened and he didn't shout, but his voice still had a strong threatening effect: "Don't do this little trick, I'll still keep an eye on you, don't want to be lazy! From tomorrow onwards, any relaxation will be whipped, and my left hand with a whip is actually as good as my right hand!"

"Okay, tomorrow's business tomorrow, let the children eat first. Come with me, Dyson, and I'll prescribe you a medicine. ”

The old man walked towards the tower with Dyson, and when he was away from the hall, he asked, "Dyson, why did you get hurt this time?"

"When I was climbing the mountain, the rope was too old and it broke. Oh...... I patrolled along the route and found this thing on a cliff. Dyson looked back, pulled a small cloth bag from his trouser pocket, placed it on the splint on his right arm, and carefully opened it with his left hand. Inside are four turmeric, fleshy plant tubers, each with three slender green branches growing from above, topped with three small red berries. After bumping, squeezing, and impacting, the berries are still intact. The crystal clear red color has a watery appearance, which looks very attractive.

"Giant fruit?" Kiplin's expression of surprise grew. "It's a rare thing. ”

"Yes, I know. But let's not hand it over to the temple this time. Dyson grabbed the cloth bag and said to the old man, "I mean, the church has its own stock, and it doesn't need these things as much as the younger people." Let's make a potion, mix it in the soup, and give it to young people to drink. Don't tell them, lest you slip through and be discovered by the inspectors. Renault and Caputh need to participate in the strengthening ceremony, and Angola and Reynolden need to improve their physique. With this, at least they can live a little easier. ”

The old man hesitated, pressed his chest, and nodded. "If the inspector finds out, don't make a sound, I'll deal with it. My old face is still very face-saving. And you don't want them to know, lest you ruin your image of being ruthless, do you?"

"I just don't want them to be like me. Dyson put the cloth bag in the old man's hand: "It's better for them to hate me than to be overturned by the sinister world outside." ”

"Run. Running means that both legs will be off the ground at the same time! Always have one foot on the ground, that's called walking!"

Dyson couldn't hold back, his voice echoing over the castle as loudly as it had been when he wasn't hurt. His ribs didn't seem to be affected, at least not at all.

Renault took a step, another step, he jumped. No way, when you can't run, you have to jump to get your feet off the ground. But in the case of extreme fatigue, the brain gives the command to "jump", and the feet will only perform "staggering".

After running on the city wall for two months, I was basically used to long-distance running, and when I thought that the day of my first day was just around the corner, a monster called "Weight Training" came again. Sandbags? non-existent. Renault was fully armed, that is, with rivets inlaid with leather armor, spears, two crossbows, thirty crossbow arrows, daggers and hammers, helmets and pots, ponchos, and then all kinds of adventure miscellaneous items weighing twenty pounds, which were carried in two backpacks on the front and back of the chest.

When you actually go out on a mission, the backpack is straddled on either side of the saddle, Caps said. However, this matter cannot be said in front of Dyson. Once you mention "having a horse when you're out and about", the next day you'll add a horse to your weight training – the kind that needs to be carried on your shoulders.

Renault thought about the image, and although he thought it should be a lie, he didn't have the opportunity to try it at all.

What happens if you run too much and are too tired? Renault will tell you: it's like going to hell. This is not an exaggeration. With each step, he doesn't feel like he's moving forward, but he's falling, falling constantly. The support given by the ground to the soles of the feet is insensible because of numbness, and only the eternal gravitational pull is real. Falling, like a soul heading to hell.

The only thing that supports Renault not to stop is spells. After two months of training, the pain of the whiplash was no longer sufficient, Dyson's roar became like a lullaby, and even the broth in his dinner lost its appeal. As he ran, Renault paralyzed himself by reciting incantations along his feet, classifying, organizing, and summarizing them in his brain over and over again. It turns out that as long as you don't think about "stopping", your legs may not have the brains to stop.

"Come, add food today, come and drink soup!" said the old man Kiplin, who was on crutches with a steaming clay pot hanging from the crutches. "Reynolden, bring me four bowls. Run, run, you gluttonous little fat!"

Reynolden agreed with a bright smile, his mind and nose already over the broth. However, he did not forget to hand over the blunt sword he used for practice to Angola for safekeeping, nor did he forget to take off the bamboo mat armor and put it on the shelf. Chubby ran out with a whoosh, looking faster than a rabbit.

"Alas, I'm so tired, but as the saying goes, with meat stew, I don't want anything else. Oh, thank you Capus. Old man Kiplin sat down in the chair that Caputh had brought and handed him both the cane and the pot. "You boys have been training hard, and it's only been a month since the beginning of winter. A month later, the three eaglets descend the mountain for the winter, and Kapus you have to take care of the two of them. ”

"Don't worry, I'll take care of them. ”

"Don't forget to train, you can't stop. Dyson snorted and sat down with his chest on his back. "This year, in addition to not letting Reynolden eat fat, you will also have to hand over Angola with a razor. ”

"He hasn't grown a beard yet. Caputh was puzzled.

"If it's not long, you have to scrape, and then it will grow. The way he looks is a danger in itself. It would be better if you could have a beard. Yes, a beard is armor, just remember that!"

Caputh had a distorted expression, but Angola did not approve or disagree. If someone hands the razor, he will use it, without rejection. If no one delivers it, he won't worry about it, and he won't be obsessed.

"What kind of meat is in the jar, it tastes so good!" After Renault came to the Ice Peak Fortress, he had not eaten pigs, cows, sheep and chickens, but horses, griffins, wolves, foxes, rabbits, and squirrels had all eaten. Facts have proved that as long as you have the foodie spirit of "no waste, no luxury" of a big foodie empire, there is nothing that the body can't bear. WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~