Hearing Amy's admiration, McGonagall's expression suddenly changed, she calmly put away her sword, and nodded indifferently: "It's just a small test." ”

"But Father, is this a sword?" Amy said with some puzzlement.

"Well, that's just a metaphor." McGonagall coughed dryly twice, and stopped posing, the speed and power of this sword surprised him a little, McGonagall Alex practiced the sword millions of times, and his body had already made his body remember from what angle this sword should come from, with what kind of force and speed the sword should be.

McGonagall had already thought that she would have to go to the balcony every night to secretly practice her sword so that she could learn the sword skills in her head as soon as possible, but now it didn't seem to need to be so hard.

All he has to do is to adapt to the speed of this sword technique as soon as possible, so that his mind can keep up with the sword, so that he can give full play to this sword technique under the premise of his current physical fitness.

And at this level, it should be no problem to be invincible at the same level, and if you are lucky, you may be able to cut someone by leaping over the level.

Here's the summary: No leveling is required.

"It seems that cooking well, making money well, getting physical fitness points from the system and buying new physical fitness points is the right way to upgrade." McGonagall thought to herself, this is fine, if she has to open a shop during the day and run to practice swords in the middle of the night, she will be too tired to live, and she will not have time to accompany Amy.

"Father, where did you just put this sword?" Amy asked curiously, looking at the silver sword in McGonagall's hand.

"Heavenly." McGonagall pointed to the top, and it was indeed falling from above.

"Wow, really? Father's sword just now is so powerful, Amy wants to learn it! Amy's eyes lit up and she looked at McGonagall expectantly.

"Amy wants to learn swords?" McGonagall stopped and looked at Amy with some hesitation.

McGonagall Alex was the first knight in the continent back then, and his swordsmanship was naturally the first, but Amy was already learning magic now, and he was also a long-range and melee double cultivator, if he practiced sword with him, it seemed that he had learned a little too much, and at a young age, he didn't have a little time to play.

"Yes, yes!" Amy nodded seriously, and looked at the long sword in McGonagall's hand with bright eyes, "I also want to be like my father, I can cut down a small tree at once, so that whoever dares to bully my father in the future, I will cut him." ”

McGonagall looked at Amy's expectant expression, and a smile appeared on her face, and she nodded: "Okay, then I'll teach you back, but I only practice for a while every day, and don't tell anyone after practicing." ”

"Isn't it okay for Master Half-Beard and Master Julian?" Amy asked.

"Well, Sister Mia can't do it, at this time, talk about the little secret of the two of us, when Amy learns very well, and then suddenly tell them, they will definitely be pleasantly surprised." McGonagall nodded seriously, letting her daughter have more self-defense ability, this is probably what every father wants to do, only if she is strong enough, she doesn't have to worry about her daughter being bullied outside.

As for bullying others? Amy is not such a child.

Let's talk about bullying, anyway, it's better than being bullied, this is a little selfish thought of McGonagall as a father.

"Okay, I remember." Amy nodded earnestly.

"Good." McGonagall smiled and touched Amy's hair, looked at the ugly duckling who was tired of running and was resting with her chin on Amy's feet, opened the bag and took out a water cup for the two little ones to drink, and then hung the water cup on her waist alone, and put the ugly duckling directly into the small bag, only poking out a small head.

"Meow meow~" The ugly duckling looked at the left back with some novelty, and found a comfortable position to nest in.

"Millet is also tired and has to carry it." Amy also looked at McGonagall with open hands.

"Okay, come up." McGonagall smiled and crouched down, the two little ones went out of town for the first time, chasing after a flower butterfly.

Amy jumped on McGonagall's back, put her arms around McGonagall's neck, and shouted happily, "Let's go!" ”

"Let's go!" Amy stood up with a long sword, and walked briskly in the direction of the Valley of Thorns, the little guy was only about twenty pounds, and his back was not heavy at all, listening to her chatter in her ear, he felt more and more powerful.

The Valley of Thorns was about ten miles away from the city gate, and a road about two meters wide was trampled by mercenaries who came and went, and the road surface was washed out of ravines by the rain, and there were many large footprints of different shades, larger than the footprints of elephants, which should have been left by trolls.

Occasionally, a mercenary on horseback passed by, and he couldn't help but look back a few times, and it was really rare to carry a little Lori out to do a task like this, but this time McGonagall carried a long sword in her hand, and she suffered a lot of white eyes.

More than half an hour later, a large valley appeared in McGonagall's sight, two majestic mountains next to each other, forming a valley, the closer to the valley mouth, the steeper the stone wall became, the valley mouth formed a line of heavenly wonders, only a passage about three meters wide can pass.

And the stone wall was covered with black thorns, the thickness of an arm, and the top was covered with black barbs, which stretched all over the mountains, and clothed the two mountains with a black garment.

The mouth of the valley was like a giant mouth opened by a fierce beast, and the mercenaries who kept walking towards the valley were like lambs that they had put into their accounts, trying to snatch a little grass from the tiger's mouth.

McGonagall identified the western slope and walked towards the western slope with Amy on her back, most of the mercenaries went directly into the valley, or climbed to the eastern slope with more opportunities, the western slope was almost turned over a few years ago, and a few years ago it was burned half of the mountain by a fire, and the thorn bushes were almost burned, and even the monsters didn't like to run this way, so no one went.

McGonagall chose this place because of safety, whether he could meet a flamingo or not, his state of mind was still quite Buddhist, it was a big deal to change places, anyway, it was still early.

"Father, I'll come down and go by myself, you're working too my back, and you'll have to catch fighting chickens later." Amy leaned on McGonagall's shoulder and said with some distress.

"It's not hard, Amy is so light, even if she carries it all the time, it's not hard." McGonagall said with a smile, although the big thorns had been burned, but new thorn bushes were growing again in the fertile black earth, and the thorns on the thumb still had sharp barbs, and McGonagall was not at ease to let Amy go on her own.

The sword in her hand opened the way, and all the thorns that stood in the way were cut off one by one, and the benefits of the sharpness of the weapon were very obvious at this time, and McGonagall easily carried Amy up the mountain on her back.

Although he was very vigilant all the way, he climbed to the hot spring halfway up the mountainside, and he didn't even see a beast, let alone a first-class magical beast, the flamingo.

There is a small flat land halfway up the mountain, and the hot spring is right next to it, and it is a small hot spring pool about two meters in diameter, about half a meter deep, and there is a circle of stones around the spring pool, and I don't know whether it is natural or artificially added, just like a bath.

In the back half of the pond, there is a three-meter-long stone that is almost one person high, and the surface is burned black, which is a witness to the fire that year.

The temperature here is indeed more than ten degrees higher than the surroundings, and I feel a little hot when I step on the ground, as if there is a volcano underground.

The steam rose from the pool, and the moist heat came to her face, which shocked McGonagall, who had climbed all the way up the mountain, and wanted to go in and take a bath.

"Wow, bubbling spring water, Father, I want to play with the water!" Amy, who was on McGonagall's back, suddenly lit up and exclaimed happily.

"Okay, but be careful, I'll test the temperature first." McGonagall smiled and nodded, and put Amy down, not even a bird was seen along the way, let alone a flamingo, so she finally climbed up, and then went down the hill with her feet soaked.

McGonagall reached for the pool, intending to test whether the temperature was suitable for soaking her feet, and although the hot spring was good, she should not soak casually.

"Whoa, whoa!" At this moment, a loud crow suddenly remembered, and with a flapping sound, a big rooster flew up the big stone at once!