As soon as it was dawn, López got out of bed early.

After getting dressed, he gently pushed open the old wooden door and walked out cautiously.

He came to a tall stone wall not far away before he stopped.

After climbing the stone wall with agility, he sat down quietly and silently admired the sunrise.

The thin back facing the morning sun unconsciously had a little more melancholy.

At some point, Narse had come to his side: "Good taste, López, the rising sun, that's the color of the gold coin." ”

"yes, this damn life needs gold. López scratched his head, his eyes shining with the morning sun.

"I'm sorry, I've already figured out how to get you out of that warm bed. Narse shook his head, as if he was really sorry.

"Small beasts go out to hunt early, and over the years, I've developed the habit of waking up early. López muttered to himself, not knowing whether he was sighing or complaining.

Instead of expressing any opinion, Narce threw the entire suit of armor he was holding beside López, and then jumped off the stone wall: "Put on the armor and get ready to train." ”

The armor landed on the stone wall with a dull sound, as if to express his weight.

The armor was black as a whole and looked unremarkable, but the weight of the armor really surprised López, and it had to weigh at least fifty or sixty pounds.

Not to mention fighting, it is estimated that it will be difficult to even move.

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, López decisively pulled up the armor on the ground.

Glancing back at the scorching sun, he didn't hesitate to put on his armor.

The weight of the armor instantly pressed on López, causing him to fall directly to the stone wall.

López was somewhat helpless about this, because his body instantly became at a loss.

It's hard for him to even stand up now.

But what he lacked most was the will to resist, otherwise he would have starved to death in some inconspicuous corner.

As the height of the sun progressed, his body began to slowly adjust to the weight of the armor.

López tried to get up from the wall at one point.

He gasped for air, using up all his strength just to get to his feet.

He was now curious about where Narcai had gotten his hands on the armor.

It was only with great difficulty that he stood up, but immediately, the second problem appeared in front of him.

How to go down from the wall?

Climbing, obviously, is unlikely, but if he jumps directly, the weight of the armor may directly crush his legs.

He should have jumped off and put on his armor.

Just as he was making a choice, Narse, who was leisurely drinking wine in the distance, suddenly spoke: "Don't be so cautious, López, that armor will protect you." ”

After listening, López exhaled two deep breaths, and after finding a landing spot, he jumped directly.

Once he landed, he quickly rolled forward, unloading most of his strength.

After making sure that there was no damage to his leg, López lifted his foot and walked in the direction of Narse.

Every step was incredibly difficult.

The distance, which usually takes only a few moments to reach, seems to be stretched infinitely.

Narse waited quietly in front of the door.

It doesn't make any difference where López walks back in four hours, or half a day, or even a day.

What he wants to test is not ability, but perseverance.

Time passed slowly.

After a long time, López finally came to Narse.

Seeing his weak state, Narse quickly raised his arm to catch the fallen López.

After López stood firm, Narse let go of his hand: "Rest for a while, today's arrangement is very tight." ”

"Master, you should show me some hope. As he spoke, López sighed helplessly.

"Isn't that kind of thing well rooted in your heart?" said that, Nalse raised his hand and threw López's sword to him: "Take it, the sword is the soul of a knight." ”

The moment López's hand touched the sword, he could clearly feel the energy surging into his body from the sword.

This made López a little confused, but he didn't pay much attention to it, he thought it was just his delusion.

I'll have to ask him to set me a gem when I have time, this bad old man, Nalse thought silently.

After coming into contact with the sword, López felt that his physical recovery seemed to become surprisingly fast.

He tentatively stood up, only to find that the fatigue and soreness in his body had disappeared.

And Narse was walking briskly towards him with a scarecrow that he had gotten out of nowhere.

He casually plunged the scarecrow into the ground: "Alright, your enemy is coming. ”

"Enemy?" Lopez muttered quietly, but without complaining, he raised his sword and walked slowly towards the scarecrow.

He stopped in front of the scarecrow, sword swinging firmly.

The scarecrow endured in silence, and the few straws scattered from time to time showed López's efforts.

The non-stop slashing caused López to sweat nonstop, but the strength of his slash continued to increase.

Seeing this, Narse nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, finally a little knightly, continue." ”

After listening, Lopez continued to slash, his arms were already sore, and the strength in his hands was constantly weakening.

The body seems to have reached its limit, and there is nothing that can be done about it, even the Life Gem.

But he was still slashing non-stop.

His body was numb, but his attention was surprisingly focused, sweat dripping down the top of his head, and he breathed heavily.

The movement in López's hands has not stopped, but the force of the sword swing is getting smaller and smaller, and the swing of the sword is getting slower and slower.

Narse then stopped him from swinging any further, and it was better to do it in moderation.

López pestle his sword and half-knelt on the ground, resting quietly.

Overall, Narce was happy with the results of today's training.

On the other side, Ilul and Aya have returned to the Forest of Life, and Fadra has arrived at Darkmoon Witch Castle today.

There were a few times when Ilul wanted to talk to Aya.

But seeing Aya's dull expression, she still held back, she really couldn't bear to continue to hit Aya.

But she had to make Aya realize, but not now.

Returning to her room, Aya gently placed the doll next to her bed.

In this way, she seems to feel the company of López.

The sun slowly set, and the day seemed to pass like that.

After two days of traveling, Tel Aviv was finally on the edge of the kingdom, with a plague of villages in front of him.

He rode forward as fast as he could, but what he saw on the way borered him.

On both sides of the road, the bodies of refugees were everywhere, stinking, rotting and covered with maggots.

And the guys who are constantly wailing and trying to prove that they are alive.

After shaking his head and expressing his helplessness, Tel Aviv suddenly found a person not far away lying on the corpse and gnawing on it.

In order to survive, he abandoned reason, and his remaining will was dominated by the desire to survive.

"It's a hell on earth, Lord, have mercy on the world. Tel Aviv prayed reverently.

But when he heard a noise, the man glanced back at Tel Aviv.

His eyes were hollow, and his body was nothing but skin and bones.

This situation is not worthy of the Venerable Master, Tel Aviv cannot be sure.

But that's just for survival, and it's just a matter of desperation.

Before he could make a decision, the man rushed over to Tel Aviv, and his eyes were like seeing a delicious taste in the world.

"Relief. Tel Aviv muttered to himself reverently, then swung his staff to summon a beam of flames that burned him to ashes.

The wail of pain echoed in Tel Aviv's ears.

After relieving himself, he couldn't help but sigh, he felt that his actions just now seemed a little reckless.

No one has the right to decide the lives of others, no matter what.

"Lord, forgive me for my sins. Tel Aviv muttered silently.

Then he continued on his way.

He understood it from a long time ago.

Darkness has always filled the world, accompanied by light.