Snorlan and Theresa began to walk home, Snorlan's bloodstained clothes made Snorlan have to take off first, and walk shirtless on the street, fortunately it is still hot, and being shirtless will not surprise passers-by.

When she got home, Theresa took over the laundry. The Remes had finished their work, and Snorlan checked it, and indeed every room was clean, and the floors, tables, and chairs were clean. Snorlan handed Remus twenty-five gold coins, and Remus thanked him before leaving with the workers.

Theresa went to get a basin of water and started doing the laundry, and Snowland tried to help her, but Theresa refused Snowlan's kindness - judging by the extent of Snowlan's handicap, he could only be afraid of helping.

Changing into a new outfit, Snorlan went out again, and he was going to the swordsmanship training class to have a look. Following the address written on the bulletin, he came to a large courtyard in the upper town. Looking at the intricate patterns on the door and the various decorations that looked expensive, he couldn't help but be puzzled: "What kind of swordsmanship training class does he have when he is so rich?" Or is it to teach people to practice swords so that they make money? ”

But he knocked on the door anyway, and after a while, the door opened automatically, and Snorlan couldn't help but admire: "This door can still open by itself, what kind of extravagant magic is this!" ”

Suddenly, a voice came from front of him: "Hey, boy, look down!" ”

When Snorlan looked down, he was stunned to find that this door had been opened by himself, and it turned out to be opened by a halfling!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you. Lao Jia asked, is this swordsmanship training class here? ”

The halfling looked at Snorlan, nodded, and said, "That's right, come with me." ”

Snorlan followed the halfling into the courtyard, walked through a long corridor, and came to a clearing where some training equipment such as wooden stakes were placed, and a young man was lying on a chaise longue with his eyes closed.

"Camero, there's another sword learner!"

The young man's eyes widened slightly, he glanced at Snorlan, and said, "Okay, Arkavon, let him be here." ”

The halfling named Al Kavon said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you, I'm leaving." Before he could finish speaking, Arkavon's figure vanished. The light of his hand shook Snorlan, and he watched as Arkafon disappeared in an instant.

"It's just the basics of a shadow walker," the young man stood up, "don't be too surprised. ”

When Snorlan saw the young man stand up, he found that the young man was handsome and unusual, looking a bit like an anchor named Hani who was obsessed with when he was young and ignorant, and the young man had long golden wavy hair, turquoise eyes, and an earring in his left ear, and his height was not very high, about 1.7 meters, and he was not very strong, and even looked a little thin.

"Are you my sword teacher?" Snorlan pressed down and asked.

"Not yet, but maybe later." The young man laughed and said that his smile was not an ordinary smile, and his smile reminded Snorlan of one word: bewitching.

"Hello, I'm here to learn swordsmanship from you, my name is Snolan." Snorlan introduces himself.

"Well, my name is Carmelo. What strength are you now? How old is it? Have you ever studied swordsmanship? Carmelo asked three questions in a row.

"I'm now in the middle rank of Black Iron, I'm twenty years old this year, and I've learned a little bit of swordsmanship." Snorlan replied truthfully.

"I see you have a sword, is this your usual sword?" Carmelo said, pointing to the long sword that Snorlan was carrying.

"Yes." Snorlan nodded.

"Okay, attack me with it, I'll see how good you are." Carmelo said, picking up a wooden sword.

"Mr. Camero, my sword is still very sharp." Snorlan tactfully prompted Carmelo.

"Won't be sharper than mine. A sword without a heart, no matter how sharp it is, is no different from a blunt sword. Carmelo looked at him and motioned for him to attack.

Snorlan no longer insisted, thinking to himself if he was pretending to be forced or if this person's strength was really too strong? Snorlan directly slashed with a sword, with Snorlan's strength of up to 21 points and fifteen points of agility, this sword is fast and ruthless, and ordinary adventurers, mercenaries and the like will inevitably drink under this sword, but Carmelo's sword is faster, more accurate, and more ruthless than Snowlan, directly knocking away the sword in Snowlan's hand, between lightning and fire, Carmelo's sword has reached Snowlan's neck!

Snorlan was shocked, he didn't even see a shadow clearly, how could he be restrained?

"The strength is good, the speed is okay, the swordsmanship foundation is okay, but it's also a foundation, 20 gold coins a week, every day from nine o'clock in the morning to five o'clock in the afternoon, for a lunch, how about it?" Carmelo retracted his sword and asked.

"Absolutely!" Snowland happily agreed.

"It's too late today, let's start tomorrow." Carmelo was back in the recliner.

Snowland nodded, picked up his sword, and turned to go home.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening again, and Snorlan began to worry about dinner again.

"Theresa!" Snorlan greeted Theresa.

"What's wrong, Big Brother Snolan?" Theresa ran over and asked.

"Do you know how to cook, Theresa?" Snolan asked.

"Of course it will, Brother Snowland." Theresa nodded affirmatively.

"That's great, let's go out and buy some groceries!"

"Okay!" Theresa said happily.

Snorlan took Theresa out the door. Follow the road and next to the central square is a wet market. The vegetable market is naturally full of people, Theresa has a special talent for buying vegetables, and took Snowlan to go back and forth a few times, although Snowlan is very physical, but after all, this mental fatigue still makes him very tired. Think about it, I ran a few back and forth for a few copper coins, and I had to remember how much which dish was in which stall - he Snorlan was a student of Chinese when he was in college, not a student of vegetables.

After finally buying a bunch of things, Snorlan saw a familiar back - petite, black hair, extremely familiar to look at the back, Snorlan spent a long time, only to find out that this is not Leslie who was caught by herself in an attempt to steal her own things two days ago!

Leslie strode forward with her head held high, not at all like a thief who had an eye on someone else's money bag, but like a proud housewife who had just returned from a triumphant bargaining at the vegetable market.

Snorlan couldn't help but feel amused when he saw it, and hurriedly took two quick steps and patted Leslie on the shoulder—

"Who!" Leslie quickly turned around, and stepped back in a small broken step, holding something at her waist, which should be a dagger.

"It's me, remember?" Snorlan waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Oh, it's you, the good old man that day." Leslie pouted.

"What do you call a good old man!" Snorlan had a black line, "Why are you working here today?" ”

"Of course, the wet market is my home!" Leslie straightened her chest and said proudly.

"Alright, have you eaten for dinner?" Snorlan laughed dumbly.

"No, what, you want to invite me to dinner?"

"I bought a lot of vegetables," Snorlan lifted the big bag in his hand, "Theresa and I have eaten too much, don't you have an older brother?" Meeting is fate, just as Teresa is cooking, let's go to our house for a bite. ”

Leslie squinted and thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, but you have to come home with me to my brother first, and he agrees before it counts." ”

"That's nature, lead the way." Snorlan smiled and nodded.

Leslie turned and walked in the direction of the lower town, and Snorlan led Theresa after her.