Sid tricked himself up, and out of nowhere he fetched a long cloth bag—a dark blue cotton cloth wrapped the contents tightly.

He threw the cloth bag to Ian: "Open it and take a look." ”

Ian took it, his hands sank slightly, and he had already guessed seven or eight points in his heart.

Untie the rope at one end and uncover the cotton, revealing a black hilt. The head of the sword (the end of the hilt) is engraved with the emblem of Fractured Rock Castle.

"Is this your sword?" Ian looked up at Sid, who was carelessly tending to his sword.

Sid grinned at him, "No, it's yours. ”

Ian's heart moved, and he asked, "Where did you come from?"

"Borrowed. Sid put away his smile and walked over, drawing his sword from his bag, the blade of which turned sideways towards him, "Here." ”

Ian gestured to him and looked somewhere on the sword, the silver blade engraved with the initials of an unfamiliar name.

"For the fallen soldiers, I asked Elise to borrow them from the village, so let's take them first. Sid handed the sword back to Ian, "I was supposed to train with a wooden sword first, but I don't have that here. ”

Ian raised his sword slightly, its solid blade gleaming in the sunlight. Although it is not a gorgeous and perfect work, it can also be seen that the maker has a solid forging foundation. Ian gently touched the name on the sword, muttering something in his mouth.

"Think about it," Sid scratched his head, not paying attention to his actions, "Let's start by getting familiar with holding the sword, and I'll be sure." ”

Sid holds the sword in one hand, raises his arm forward and erects it. After holding this position for a while, he lowered the blade of his sword and pointed straight ahead at the level of his arm. Then he placed the blade of the sword horizontally in front of him, still holding his arm flat, and after a long time, he turned his wrist again, flipped the blade of the sword one hundred and eighty degrees, palms facing up, and continued to raise it flat.

"Repeat the cycle until your arm can't hold it," Sid put down his sword, "and then switch to his left hand, and so on." ”

"Just practice this?"

"That's it. Sid sensed the disdain in Ian's tone, "Remember to feel the exertion of the forearm muscles during the exercise, and focus on the exercise in the future." ”

This set of exercises was far from what Ian had imagined in his sword training, and he was somewhat disappointed. He picked up his sword, raised his arms as Sid did, and erected the sword vertically. After only practicing for a while, he noticed that his right arm had begun to swell. Eventually, after only three sets, I had to switch to my left hand. And the left hand is even worse.

Sid said on the side: "Before, it was all about physical fitness, leg strength and physical strength, and using a sword relied more on here and here. He pointed to his forearms and wrists, "There is no wooden sword, just use the weight of a real sword to help you work on these areas, and it will be easier to practice moves later." ”

Ian nodded, realizing that he hadn't moved a single step, but he was already sweating slightly.

"I should have guessed," Sid laughed, "there is no blacksmith in the world who is so thin as you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sid's face suddenly changed, and he immediately asked again: "You use spiritual power to forge, is the efficiency much higher than that of ordinary blacksmiths?"

"Yes," Ian put down his sword, "but it's delivered at the agreed time for the order you sent." ”

Looking into Sid's eyes, Ian immediately understood what he meant. If the order time was deliberately shortened to the point that it was impossible to complete it with ordinary forging methods, then how did he deliver it on time?

"It seems that you don't have to go back to Breeze Village," Sid chuckled, "How about going directly to Split Rock Castle?"

Laughing and laughing, the sense of crisis suddenly increased in the hearts of the two.

After two days of practice, Ian's wrists and arms gradually became accustomed to the weight of a real sword, and his wrists were more flexible when swinging the blade. Sid finally agreed to start teaching him some basic sword moves.

"Let's teach you a few kinds of one-handed sword slashes first: vertical slash, horizontal slash forehand and backhand, left and right oblique slash forehand and backhand," Sid held his long sword in one hand and put on a posture, "Optimistic." ”

Sid slashed the sword straight from his head, a simple and direct slashing motion, leaving a silver arc in the air.

"These are all very common attacks," he said, demonstrating the forehand and backhand slashes in turn, which can be used to attack the enemy's sides or pull away from the defense, "but when combined and used with a little skill, it can be very deadly." So, practice these basic sword moves first. ”

Sid lowered his sword and began to instruct Ian in his movements.

In the glass forest, the two of them spent peacefully through the creation month, the natural month, and the love month and the star moon that gradually warmed up. As the temperature in the Xingchen Moon gradually warmed up, the two of them had a much better time. Ian, in particular, finally didn't have to be beaten and rolled on the ground by Sid in the wind and snow through the forest. Because they used real swords, Sid and Ian didn't dare to go all out when they started to fight against each other. But in order to allow Ian to use his body to experience his mistakes, he had to "make up" with his fists and kicks.

I don't know how many beatings I took before Ian finally figured out Sid's routine. After all, his practice time for sword skills is too short, and he will resort to some "non-standardized" means in a hurry. Once, he stabbed Sid in the shin with a sword, but was trampled by Sid, who had the first opportunity. Ian couldn't draw his sword, and seeing that Sid's other leg was about to kick him, he simply abandoned his sword and drew the dagger from his waist to meet it......

Sid always cursed him for his "rogue tactics", which was an insult to swordsmanship, but Ian didn't care - it would be nice to win, no matter what he wanted.

Day after day, Sid became more and more serious, and his contribution became heavier and heavier. Sometimes it inevitably hurts Ian, leaving all sorts of scratches on his body. As the scars grew, the boy gradually took control of his body and the long sword in his hand, and the combination of sword moves that Sid told him was finally getting familiar with.

On this day, the sun was just right, the snow in the Tarke Mountains melted, and the mountain spring overflowed the riverbed again, and it came to the edge of the village of Light Breeze with a tinkling sound. Elise packed her bags early in the morning and walked briskly to meet Granny Sumu.

For the past few months, she has been visiting Ian in the glazed forest at the agreed time, and today is the day to visit. Every time before going to the Glass Forest, Elise would go to Granny Sumu's to see if there was anything to say or something to bring with her, which was already a common practice.

"Thank you, Elise, I have to run errands every time. Granny Su Mu said with a smile.

"Yes, your eyes are inconvenient," Elise whispered, "not to mention that the lord has sent someone to keep an eye on you. ”

"yes...... It's been more than four months, why are you still sending people to keep an eye on it. Granny Su Mu frowned dissatisfiedly, "When are you going to hide?"

"Don't worry, he's fine with the shrine maiden. Granny Shrine and Sid are both very nice to him. ”

"Hmph, old witch! I'll ask her to take care of me, and she won't teach Ian badly. Granny Sumu seemed a little worried, "I didn't expect Ian to stay with her for so long. ”

After saying goodbye to Granny Sumu, Elise left Qingfeng Village and came to the Glass Wood Forest.

She had braved the snow and wind to visit Ian several times during the cold season that had just passed, and now she was very familiar with the road. After entering the glazed forest, I walked in the direction I remembered, and I came to the witch's big tree hole.

A gust of wind blew from the woods, mixed with the sound of swords clashing, as if someone was fighting.

Following the voice, Elise cautiously leaned over there.

Between a few glasswood trees not far away, two figures were shuttling rapidly, silver-white sword light flickering in the forest, and the clanging sound of the blades striking each other was like a melody that accompanied them.

The two figures are tall and strong, and the other is thin. The tall man held the sword in his hand, and was skilful and smooth, and did not look bulky at all in his gestures, while the slender one, who also used a one-handed sword to meet the enemy, was outmatched in strength, and tossed and turned, and saw the stitches, and walked quickly.

Elise was dazzled, and suddenly, the two disappeared.

"Elise!" the thin young man suddenly shouted above Elise's head, startling her so hard that she almost screamed.

"Ian!" Elise cried, "I'm going to be scared to death by you sooner or later!"

Ian grinned, hung from the tree, and landed lightly.

Sid's training has paid off, but he's still thinner and his skin is rougher.

In the past few months, although Ian has lived in the witch's big tree hole, the witch does not allow him to sleep in the house, but finds a bunk for him to "stay" in the edge of the herb garden.

The witch's reasoning is: she has been single for so many years and is not used to having a man in the house......

Ian didn't mind, it would be nice to take him in, but it caused Sid to be angry and curse the witch for being an "old witch".

Sleeping in the open every day, coupled with Sid's training, although Ian is still a little thin, both mentally and physically, he looks much healthier than before. On the still pale face, the jaws on both sides are as if they have been cut by a knife, and the contours are flat and distinct. The skin on his face had experienced the cold winds of the entire Eternal Night Moon and the Creation Moon, rougher than when he first came to Light Breeze Village, but it was much tighter. A pair of eyes were sparkling, and at all times, Elise felt them glow with amber clarity.

"Little girl, are you coming to see your sweetheart again?" said the tall and stocky Sid from behind.

Elise gave him a blank look, ignoring him. The three of them walked towards the witch's hollow in the tree, with Ian and Elise walking side by side and Sid following behind them slowly.

"Granny Sumu asked me to bring you some clothes," Elise handed the package to Ian, "it's getting warmer. ”

"Alas, I'm so miserable, no one cares about me. ”

"Your lord cares!" Elise laughed, "Your portrait is still on the village. ”

"......Shh

"Thanks, is your mother-in-law okay?" Ian took the package.

"It's all good. It's ......" Elise frowned worriedly, "It's been almost half a year, and the guards near your workshop haven't decreased at all......"