Autumn in the north is sunny for many days, and a round of warm days always makes people accustomed to wandering. The month of September www.biquge.info is coming to an end, and perhaps in a little while, the cold winter will begin - the wharf of Afron is full of boats of all shapes, sizes and models, as dense as wild ducks playing in the water and combing their feathers on the beach. Fishermen and merchants took advantage of the calm weather and worked hard to make a living.

The peasants in the countryside, whose crops had already been harvested, flocked to the bustling city from the nearby villages, or peddling the produce of some fields, or wandering around trying to find some way to sell their labor to earn money, and they mingled with the peddlers and merchants of the city, and the flow of people in the streets and alleys of the city became more and more lively.

The clover manor in the aristocratic district in the west of the city is getting stronger in autumn. In addition to pine needles and evergreen shrubs, trees such as birch and metasequoia common in the north have changed their pale yellow color, and the mud in the woods is full of fluffy dead leaves, which make a soft rustling sound when stepped on. From the distant hills to the scenery in the manor, it changed from a single dark green to a mottled rich color.

Glo stood in the middle of a grove of trees, looking out at the cloudless blue sky. Sunlight poured through the sparse gaps in the trees overhead, leaving golden pillars of light. He stared at the floating dust of the pillar of light, and felt that his mind had completely fallen into a trance.

He was accidentally injured in the Crypt Mine and returned to Clover Manor to recuperate. Time passed unconsciously for most of the month, and for him, it was a time of leisure and comfort that he had never had before--no need to lead a team to plunder, no need to hunt, and the servants' food, clothing, and daily necessities were delivered to his room at regular intervals every day, and his life was quite good compared to the ordinary small nobles in the countryside.

But Glo felt unusually uncomfortable - he was Nogo's "wolf", not a pet dog kept in captivity by the nobles. He misses his companions at the Ampton Mines a little, and the cute-looking, but actually well-talked, Miss Mage, Radia Klein.

"Glo, little Kia is here again."

The red-haired girl, Lena Barros, reminded him. She already knew that the man next to her was not the "Hero of the Northlands" Lecter, but after getting along for a while, the relationship between the two was rapidly recovering, and it seemed that it had almost returned to the original level of intimacy. Miss Lena seemed to understand her heart, and the reason why she had a good impression of this man was not because of her identity, but because of the man's unique self-confidence and wild temperament.

Miss Lena couldn't help but smile when she heard that her cousin Macuro was interested in taking him into the Escud family—a few days ago, after confirming that the man's injuries had fully recovered, the owner of the manor, Marcuro, had pulled him into a private fight. Although there were no spectators, shortly after the two left the chamber, Marcuro announced that the man had become the manor's and the family's only swordsman.

For decades, the Escud family, known for their swordsmanship, did not establish this position - the arrival of men broke this convention and even caused quite a stir among the nobility of Afron.

However, the men's superb swordsmanship is definitely worthy of this glory.

Miss Lena learned the man's name from Macuro. Later, under Marcuro's deliberate arrangement, the man became the swordsmanship instructor of Kia Escud.

The blonde maiden with two ponytails, accompanied by two manor guards, came to the woods, and she changed into the dark brown enchanted coat she usually wore and replaced it with a heroic women's hunting outfit - elaborate and simple boots, close-fitting trousers, and a maroon leather waistcoat over a narrow-sleeved blouse.

Glo turned his head and saw his student. He couldn't help but sigh again and again about the wealth of the Escud family and the degree of favor of this young girl. Because, this maroon vest is also an enchanted coat for clothing.

God pretending to be such a thing, it is really nothing in front of the local tyrants.

He put away his thoughts, nodded, and Miss Kia performed the aristocratic etiquette of meeting the teacher on one leg and half bent to him. Beside her, the two guards looked at Glo, with a look of adoration on their faces, and they all bent down to him, "Good swordsman." ”

Glo gave the same nod.

His heart was at peace at this moment, and in terms of his personal morality, or the theory of balance that the mages followed, he had narrowly escaped the explosion and was sent to Shamrock Manor to recuperate, and Marculo had been kind enough to him.

When the two ended the fight, they both sat on the floor sweating and looked at each other and smiled, and "Mr. Pseudo-Niang" asked him to be the head of the swordsmanship, and he really couldn't refuse. Later, at the same time as Macuro announced the news, Miss Kia took advantage of the situation and expressed her desire to learn swordsmanship skills from him.

So, in addition to the occasional sparring with Macuro in pure swordsmanship, he also had an additional daily task to teach Miss Kia's personal swordsmanship.

This daily task is suspected of throwing off the burden - Macuro is strong enough to take on Miss Kia's swordsmanship instruction, but he still chooses to avoid it.

It was the third day, and the girl had been practicing the basic sword moves with him for two days, but today, Glo looked at Miss Kia's waist and back, and he saw that she had no weapon of her own at all.

What the hell does this little girl want to do?

Glo wondered. He was about to say his question when one of the guards next to him handed Miss Kia a large sword.

Miss Kia blinked her green eyes:

"Today I want to learn the swordsmanship of the Great Sword instead, is that okay? Mr. Swordsman. ”

"No, you can't."

Glo had a painful face - as a top PVP player in the game in his previous life, he was very experienced in using all kinds of long and short weapons, even if the master's staff fell into his hands, he could also use it as a stick to play flowers. But the girl in front of him, holding such a big sword in both hands that was seriously inconsistent with her figure, he could imagine what would happen when he practiced standard swordsmanship.

This legion-style greatsword belonging to an adult male is really a bit too much for Miss Qiya's loli body type - the blade of the sword fell on the mud ground, and the part of the hilt of the sword was almost flush with her flat chest, and the sword body was three inches wide and one finger thick, which determined that the weight of this big sword would not be too light. He looked at Miss Kia's slender little hands and arms, and he wondered if the little girl could swing the big sword.

Glo shouted to the guards who followed, he didn't know the names of the two young men, "Well, please bring Miss Kia's bayonet sword!" ”