"What's the matter with you?" Moslian asked, confused.

However, Gagro seemed a little stumbling, and only spoke after a long time, "I want to know who you learned from when you are so powerful." ”

As soon as Gagro's words came out, Moslian knew what he meant, and it turned out that he felt that he was not convinced by the defeat and wanted to learn physical skills to take revenge.

But asking him in person is very clever, not only to avoid being found out, but also to know the source of his strength.

If Moslian was a man who was easily inflated, he might have said who taught him, or explained why he was so strong.

It's a pity that Gagro underestimated him, and after a slight pause, Moslian put on a proud look.

"Of course, I taught myself."

Hearing Moslian's words, Gagro obviously put on a skeptical expression, and seeing his expression, Moslian suddenly showed displeasure.

"You don't believe it? If I can beat you, it's enough to prove my strength. Looking at Gagro, Moslian continued to act.

"Of course I believe it, can you teach me?" Gagro said with great sincerity, but he still didn't seem to believe it.

Of course, Moslian understood his careful thoughts, but nodded in agreement.

Now that the role of Gagro sandbag is gone, then it is time to find a new way to use it, as a famous hunter in the village, there must be a lot of food at home, and he can use this to squeeze his food dry.

The two of them had their own ideas, and Moslian did not hesitate to teach Gagro a little combat skills, and even taught him some magic skills.

After learning about this, Gagro showed even more admiration for him.

It doesn't matter if it's sincere or not, the important thing is not to give him a little sweetness, but it won't make him willingly hand over the rations.

"It's easy to get hungry when you practice, and it's not okay to replenish your energy without eating some meat." Moslian glanced at Gagro and continued meaningfully, "But I don't have any meat to eat right now, and I can't teach if I don't have enough to eat." ”

Hearing this, Gagro immediately stood up.

"I have a lot of jerky at home, so I'll bring it to you now." With that, Gagro immediately ran towards his house.

Moslian didn't threaten Gagro to bring the meat directly, just because he was afraid that he would be punished if he was exposed.

But now he had a valid reason, that is, as a teacher who taught him, it was normal to charge a little fee, and this time he was not a threat, but Gagro voluntarily brought it to him.

Even if he was known, it was nothing, at most he would be ridiculed, and even the abbot of the monastery, Samanli, would not blame him.

One of the monastery's principles is that giving is not a bribe.

Soon, Gagro brought a large box of jerky, which showed how high his sincerity was, and let Demoslian once again teach him part of the physical and magical skills that Momoli had taught him.

There is nothing wrong with the teaching method, whether it can be achieved depends on Gagro himself, as the little bully of the village, he is now being played with in the palm of his hand, and he has a sense of achievement.

Towards noon, Moslian chased away Gagro and told him to come back tomorrow morning.

Then he went to the monastery to get the day's food, and when he returned to his lodgings, he drank two bottles of milk, plus a piece of bread and a large piece of jerky.

Together with the two sweet potatoes I received, and a glass of milk, I ate two sweet potatoes, a slice of bread, three bottles of milk, and a large piece of jerky.

After eating, Moslian regained his vitality and felt his body increase a lot of strength.

On the system panel, the force is added by three points.

After lunch, when Momoli came, I continued to practice in the afternoon and did not have time to rest until the evening.

When Ravel returned in the evening, he was shocked to see a large box of roast jerky, plus a carton of milk and bread, and wondered where Moslian had gotten it.

She was not happy at first, but asked Moslian worriedly, until she confirmed that it was a job several times, and that the jerky was sent by Gagro, and then she was a little relieved.

As for Gagro's affairs, Moslian did not hide from Lovell, it was useless to hide such things, but it made Lovell worried.

"I don't know what happened to you these days, but if you can, I still hope you're safe." Raphle didn't ask much, a worried look on his face.

In fact, Lovell herself is not bad, and there are many people in the village who pursue her, but in order to take care of him, they refuse their pursuit.

Moslian had liked her before, and she was worried that he was also very guilty.

"Don't worry, I'll be safe, and let you too." Moslian replied firmly.

The firm tone and resolute expression are reassuring.

After eating in the evening, Moslian, who was tired from the end of the day, became sleepy again, took a shower, and went back to his room to sleep.

Ever since I sensed the magic and tried to use it, the tiredness was greatly buffered.

Even if the day is so busy and tired, at this time, it is still not so tired, at least not like the first day of training, falling asleep at the table, unconscious.

At night, Moslian simply stopped falling into a deep sleep, and tried to contact magic, allowing it to travel through his body and relieve the fatigue on his body.

After falling asleep, Moslian seemed to feel the changes around him, such as the sound of leaves falling to the ground, the sound of water dripping.

The feeling is subtle, like sleeping and not like sleeping, as if you have entered another world and traveled around.

Suddenly, Moslian saw a different version of himself, a different world, and that world seemed more colorful and desirable.

When he looked at himself again, Moslian found himself in a different form, but when he came back to his senses, everything was gone.

When Moslian woke up in the morning, the strange dream still echoed in his mind, but after breakfast, he forgot about it.

Early in the morning, Gagro waited outside the door, and after yesterday morning's training, he went back to train according to Moslian's method, and as a result, his fat physique actually dropped a little.

Seeing the reduction of fat on his body and the ease of his body, Gagro was so excited that he even forgot that he still had poison on his body, and just wanted to see Moslian faster.

No, I brought a box of barbecue early this morning, just to please Moslian and let him teach himself a little more.

"Morning." Gagro smiled innocently, he looked a lot more capable with some of the horizontal meat, and he was a little handsome.

According to Momoli, a person without magical talent, even if he cultivates for a long time, it is useless, and it seems that Gagro is also a person with magical talent.