Rohr took a moment to coax his daughter and laugh again, then slowly walked out of the grove with his neck on his shoulder.

On the way, he didn't forget to point out his daughter's performance just now, but the standards were much more relaxed, and he didn't force his daughter to master the mystery well, how skilled she was, she could learn it, and she could use it, and she had already passed.

I didn't even expect her to be able to perform this trick in actual combat, after all, this trick was used to deal with monsters, and the imperial capital of the imperial city was the safest place in the country, and the masters were like clouds, and monsters were not allowed to go wild.

And even if you do encounter a monster, the best solution is to run away.

You don't need to run faster than monsters, you just need to be faster than everyone else.

It's much simpler than the U.S.

After all, the mystery is the mystery of the meaning, which is much more difficult than the previous basic part, and it takes a lot of time to master it.

Her daughter's main task now is to read and study, and Rohr doesn't want to add extra burden to her.

With the basic part she has mastered now, as long as she doesn't encounter demonic beasts and transcendentals, it is basically enough, and she doesn't have to worry about being bullied by her classmates.

Why don't you try to develop advanced swordsmanship that is somewhere between basic and mysterious?

Or encourage her to learn more swordsmanship?

An idea popped into Rohr's head.

There are still many problems with the self-created family heirloom swordsmanship, especially the lack of background, and it definitely can't be compared with the swordsmanship used by those transcendents outside.

Alas~ After all, I am a weak duck who can't even pass the entrance assessment......

"Dad? Why did you sigh all of a sudden? ”

Klee asked, slipping back from his neck to the crook of her arm, and reaching out her little hand to grab her father's cheek left and right, pulling it to the left and right to make a forced smile on her face.

"It's nothing, it's just that I can't help but think that you won't stay for a few days and have to leave."

Rohr made an excuse to perfunctory.

Klee hurriedly comforted obediently:

"It's okay, I will write to my dad often, and I will come back to accompany my dad every holiday."

"If Dad really misses me, he can look at the portrait in the house."

Rohr smiled with relief and reached out to rub her head.

Klee also narrowed her eyes, twisted her little head on her own initiative, and rubbed it in his palm.

The father and daughter were intimate for a while, and Luo Er asked abruptly:

"Klee, do you want access to supernatural powers?"

Klee shook her head vigorously without hesitation.

"I don't want to, I just want to study hard now and find a way to help my father's severed limbs regenerate."

"Well, you're right, learning is the best way out."

Rohr said, turning his head slightly, not daring to let his daughter discover the fleeting regret in her eyes.

He actually understands in his heart that his regrets cannot be imposed on his daughter.

And being a transcendent is not necessarily a good thing, and with great power comes great responsibility, and there are more dangers to face.

If you study hard, you can also get ahead.

The responsibility of protecting the world is left to those who are transcendent.

When the father and daughter walked out of the grove with a smile and a smile, the housekeeper in the distance was still standing in a daze, his face full of entanglement and solemnity.

He had only recently recovered from his confusion and shock.

The moment Klee drew his sword just now, he lost his mind for a moment.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing here?

This is the effect of coercion.

Fortunately, he is also a strong man with good strength, and he quickly came back to his senses, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

Miss Klee's special coercion is not only mysterious and clear, but even I will be affected, if I were an ordinary person, I would definitely faint directly.

Then, he began to wonder whether to go to the grove to see the scene and see what kind of swordsmanship could exude such a powerful coercion.

He had lost his mind from the coercion and had heard nothing.

This is a very unbearable move in morality, which is equivalent to spying on other people's box-pressing stunts, so the housekeeper is very entangled.

But after weighing the pros and cons, he decided to check it out.

That's what he's doing.

Two years ago, when he was sent to Anya by the Duke, he received an order to protect Anya at all costs.

Klee and Anya are close best friends, but no matter how close the best friends are, there are times when they quarrel and tear their faces, such as robbing a man or something, and it is not impossible to do it directly.

After weighing the pros and cons, the butler hid behind a big tree, retracted the breath of his whole body, and even his breathing and heartbeat slowed down, and the whole person seemed to be like a stone.

He waited patiently for the father and daughter to leave, and then went to check in the grove.

Rohr didn't seem to notice, but just put Klee down in his arms, took her little hand, and passed by the butler's hiding place casually.

After the father and daughter were far away, the butler rushed into the grove in a few arrows.

The first thing he saw was the mark left by Klee's sword—a ravine about a hundred meters long.

The butler walked to the edge of the ravine, squatted down and examined it carefully, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

"It's so powerful!"

"Judging from my rich experience and experience, this ravine is not wide, but it is extremely deep and long, which shows that this sword sacrifices range in exchange for extreme power and speed."

He couldn't help but wonder what the situation would be if he took the sword by himself.

As a result, the more he thought about it, the more ugly his face became, and wisps of sweat even oozed from his forehead unconsciously.

He was shocked to find that he couldn't catch this sword?

It's too powerful, it's too fast!

He couldn't help but look at the cracks on the ground that had been stepped on by Klee before......

What if with the help of holy relics? Can it be blocked?

The butler began a new round of brain replenishment, and began to recall the various holy things he knew.

Level 3, is the defensive relic?

Probably not enough...... And what about level 2?

It still doesn't seem to work, and you have to take into account the interference effect of that special coercion.

Level 1? Perhaps, but I lack knowledge and awareness of this level of holy relics......

The housekeeper thought about it for a long time and found that with his own experience and experience, he couldn't come up with a perfect solution.

The best outcome is to save your life, but with fewer arms or thighs.

The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice:

"What a terrible swordsmanship, this son is so terrifying!"

Fortunately, the preparation for this sword technique is too long, and it is almost impossible to play in actual combat.

If you want to shorten the brewing time, the power and speed will inevitably decrease, and the effect of the coercion will not be so obvious.

This world is still very fair.

It seems that if the two girlfriends really rob a man in the future, they will still have the ability to persuade them.

Thinking of this, the housekeeper felt a lot more relaxed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stood up.

But out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed something unusual.

The section of this ravine is too smooth and neat.