Chapter Twenty-Six: There is no shortage of heroes in Sekorid
"So you saw Revan enter a mansion with the king's court butler?"
"Yes." Kaye nodded, "The fog was thick, but I could clearly see Raven, and the other person was the one who beckoned you into the council chamber when we first went to the King's Castle earlier. β
"Ruby Lester."
Robin said the name of the palace steward.
Although he had only met once, he was impressed by the butler with magical abilities.
"Matilda deliberately led you there." Robin said with a blank face, "She must have known that Revan would meet with the king's court steward. β
"That's what I thought, too." Kaye agreed, "That fog spell must have been unleashed by Raven, but she didn't expect Matilda to know her whereabouts long ago." β
"In other words, Mattida deliberately showed us this scene in order to prove that what she said before was true."
He thought quietly, "But it's strange that His Majesty the King summoned the Magister Raven for a complete justification, and there is nothing to avoid.
Why is it so hidden? What exactly is being hidden? β
Kaye frowned, not knowing how to answer him.
This is indeed a headache.
"Don't worry about this for now, from today onwards, you will always be by my side and protect me every step of the way." Robin said to her.
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The afternoon training went on as scheduled.
Raven lay in the corner basking in the sun as usual.
Robin does basic martial arts training under Gail's tutelage.
After more than ten days of training, Robin's physical fitness and fighting skills have improved significantly.
The two practiced for a while, and Robin offered Gail a break.
Kaye stood on the stairs outside the training ground and handed them silver water bottles.
Robin grabbed it and took a large gulp.
"This Magister is really interesting." Kaye laughed.
Robin glanced at the blonde guard disapprovingly.
"Yes, Magister trains warriors."
It would be hellish if you could train a magician.
"I can't quite say that." Kaye replied calmly, "You know, sometimes magic and power go hand in hand. β
Hey?
Robin was overjoyed and looked up at Kaye.
Sometimes they get along for a long time, so long that he forgets that the guard in front of him was also a great hero.
She has the highest achievements and has also served as the consul of the city of Kesebella, so she must have seen a lot.
"But don't expect anything from me." Kaye laughed, "I don't know any magic at all, after all. My blue flame is just my ability. β
"Then what else do you have in ......common?"
Kaye pretended to laugh mysteriously, "Most of the truths in the world are the same. β
Before Robin could reply, she continued, "Do you know why Sekred still retains slavery and kills many people in the arena every year? β
Hearing Kaye's words, Raven's body, who was lying on the side, moved slightly.
Robin looked at Kaye in bewilderment, "That thing, why hasn't it been scrapped yet?" β
He was under the impression that both LΓ³pez and Iternaire were typical of feudalism.
Sekorid's slavery system was relatively far behind.
Sooner or later, this kind of system will be obsolete by the progress of the times.
If there is any advantage of slavery, it is that a large number of labor forces are exploited, and at the same time, they can effectively carry out the orders of their masters, and the strong productivity brought by strong execution is probably the advantage of slavery.
But the premise was that the slave owners had enough wisdom and long-term vision.
"Of the three nations," Kaye explains, "the number of heroes in Sekorid is the highest. There's a saying that's calledβ
There is no shortage of heroes in Secreed. β
"Just from the first bloody war three hundred years ago to the second bloody war more than a hundred years ago, Sekorid's average of 20 years will rise a group of warriors from the Prison Realm, and the number is at least five or more.
That's more than the Prison Warriors of Etner and LΓ³pez combined.
However, the population of Sekorid is the smallest of the three kingdoms. Do you understand why? β
Fewer populations, but more heroes.
Robin was a little confused.
"It's all thanks to the brutal slavery system." Kaye's face was dark, with a hint of sadness, and her gaze swept over the training ground in front of her, as if remembering the dusty past.
"Arena." Gail said with a sudden realization.
"Yes, the arena." Kaye nodded, "Slave owners love to watch slave duels, and the arena is popular all over the country. In this case, the slaves had to fight to the death in order to get rid of their slave status and survive.
How do you say that? Didn't experience anything ......"
"If you don't experience life and death, you can't see the gods." Robin interface to.
This is the principle that Heloise told him before, how to achieve the prison realm.
"yes, that's it." Kaye smiled slightly, "LΓ³pez and Iternaire can only give birth to heroes in war, but the heroes of Sekorid have been forged in peacetime. It was a heroic body made of iron and blood. β
Yes.
Just like I did back then.
Kaye silently let out a sigh in his heart.
"So you understand?" Kaye continued, "There is no such thing as a high level that can be reached without tempering. The process of growing up is always accompanied by pain. β
She looked sideways at Gail, "You should know better, right?" β
"Well," Gail nodded approvingly, "Helois was tortured to death almost every day when he trained us, but we made the fastest progress. β
"That's how strength grows," Kaye bent his arm, revealing the strong biceps of his right hand, "tear first, then repair, and your body will get stronger and stronger each time." β
Robin nodded, but didn't speak.
He suddenly understood something.
Something Raven really wanted to tell him.
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Raven lazily lay in his chair and bask in the sun.
Her face was covered with that slightly comical mage hat.
Raven doesn't usually wear it much.
Unless it's cold, or like it is nowβ
The sun shone brightly in her eyes, making it impossible for her to sleep peacefully, and winter was approaching.
She'd put the pointed magic hat on her face.
After a while, a hand lifted the hat from her face.
Raven opened his eyes dissatisfied.
Robin's face appeared in front of him.
Beside the Chosen one stood a blonde guard.
Raven wasn't impressed with the guard.
But instinctively felt that she was very powerful.
Raven's brow furrowed slightly.
"Huh? Is today's training over? She sat up and stretched wide.
Raven looked up at the sky above him.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the training ground, stretching Robin's shadow diagonally.
Robin was used to her performance.
He calmly took off his gloves and his eyes drooped.
"Yes, thanks to your training, I find that my body and martial arts skills are getting better and better now." Robin scoffed, "Maybe it won't be long before I reach the tipping point between the Body Limit Realm and the Transcendent Realm. β
"Ha, I think it's beautiful." Raven ran his long purple hair through his hand, then stood up, "Can you still comprehend the ability?" β
She took a breath and waved her hand in the air.
"Now that the training is over, let's stop here for today."
Raven stood up, reached for the flask in his arms, and poured it into his mouth.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Robin's body and exclaimed, "It seems that you have indeed improved a lot, and the injuries on your body are significantly less than before." β
ββ¦β¦β
That's because I used phototherapy, okay.
Robin sneered in his heart.
"Raven."
He called out from behind.
Raven turned around.
"Your magic hat."
Robin held his hat in his hand.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Raven took it, patted the dust on it, and cursed, "This hat is ugly. β
"By the way, what were you doing this morning?" Robin asked.