More than half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Yacoste's daily life is extremely regular, except that last month, he got up in the morning to farm, cook at noon, and do odd jobs in the afternoon. Now it's just training in the morning, training in the afternoon, and cooking in the evening.

In half a month, everyone, including Acoste, has been greatly improved, except for those who already have a warrior level in the garrison, Curry and they have all successfully taken up the warrior profession and become a glorious professional, and Yacoste once inadvertently opened his panel again, and the warrior profession in it was unknowingly upgraded to level 4, and there are two more attribute points and two special points. Acoste recalled his memories and knew that this attribute point and special point were things that could directly improve his strength. Acoste, who doesn't believe in evil, added attribute points to strength, making the power change from 17 to 19 points, and after adding it, Acoste suddenly felt a burst of comfort all over his body, and every inch of muscle seemed to be soaked in the hot spring, of course, this process only lasted a few seconds. After the end, Acoste obviously felt that his strength had become much stronger, and in order to ensure that it was not an illusion, he accidentally smashed a wine glass at noon. The fold made everyone's jaws drop in shock. When Hancock saw it, he even had the idea of comparing his wrist strength with Yacoster.

"Yacoste, come on, you're going to be able to beat that big guy." "I support you, if you are willing to compete, I will definitely buy 10 silver coins to bet on you to win." "It's open, it's open, buy Acoste to win 1 to 5, buy Hancock to win 1 to 1.5, buy and leave!" The cafeteria suddenly became lively, after more than half a month of collective training, everyone knew each other, even the wild dog Aktuyav did not come out to object, but silently took out 5 silver coins and put them on the bet belonging to Hancock.

"Then let's try it." Yacoste saw that a group of people even opened the gambling plate, so he had to sit helplessly opposite Hancock, and before the game started, he threw 10 silver coins into his own bet, this kind of courage made all the people who bought Hancock win a little panicked, and they all had this half-elf who looked so confident that he didn't want to lose money.

"Come on, let me see how long you can last!" Hancock stretched out his fan-sized palm and squeezed Acoste's seemingly delicate little hand, he has absolute confidence in strength, in the previous battles he was able to resist the ogre's attacks, and after turning on the rage, he can fight hand-to-hand with a 2,3-meter-tall troll, so he can defeat this Acoste who uses two long swords to walk the technical flow in an instant. Some arrogant Hancock didn't use all his strength, but only used 7 points of strength to test the water.

However, as soon as he exerted his strength, he knew that it was not good, because his 7 points of strength not only did not shake the slender wrist, but was pulled down a little by the huge force from the opponent's hand. The startled Hancock didn't have time to think about it, and tried his best to turn defeat into victory, but even if his face was flushed and the large muscles in his arms were all bulging, he couldn't move a single minute, and all he did was stop his decline.

"You've lost." Everyone looked at Hancock's big red face, and when they looked at the breezy expression of Artesque on the other side, they immediately knew that it was bad, and the other party was still idle and had time to take care of the broken hair in front of his forehead. After saying those oath-like words, Acoster suddenly roared, and with a force of his arm with even small muscles, he directly pressed Hancock's hard-supporting hand on the table, and directly knocked out the second.

"Oh no, Yaktes, why are you so perverted, are you sure that your ancestors don't have dragon blood!" Most of the people were reluctant to hold their hair when they saw this result, and they knew Hancock's strength, and they had seen the other party easily lift the stone pier they needed to hold on top of their heads with one hand. The only explanation for losing money is that the seemingly handsome and harmless teenager on the other side is actually a pervert.

"Great, Acoste, I love you." Someone loses, and someone wins. Curry, a few of their seats, Acoste's die-hard fans naturally bought all their own boss wins. At this moment, according to the odds of 1 to 5, they are almost crazy with laughter, and at least two months of wine money have been won back.

While everyone was fighting, suddenly a rapid bell rang in the garrison's camp. Everyone became nervous when they heard this bell, and even drew their weapons directly.

"Damn it, go assemble in the clearing!" The wolf Aktuyav reacted the fastest, and was the first to rush out of the dining hall. The others looked at each other, drew their weapons and rushed out. Curry, Will and others hurriedly stuffed the money they won on the table into their money bags and ran out in a panic.

From the first day they entered the garrison, they knew the meaning of this bell, and when it rang, it meant that there was going to be a war, whether it was an attack by monsters or attacks from other territories, they had work to do.

When they rushed to the training grounds, they found that in addition to his own recruits, the other members of the old garrison and the old mayor Turbalif were also there, and he stood on the high platform with a grim face, watching the garrison assemble.

"Guys, it's been more than half a month since you became the garrison of Tuke Town. Now the time has come for the Baron of Wales to need you, and just yesterday, the broken nobleman of the fir lord next door actually ate the courage of the bear's heart and dared to send troops across our borders with the intention of besieging our great baron's castle, and now, I declare that Aktujav and Bruce will lead the garrison to the baron's castle, where there will be the Baron's direct army and the garrison of Bucktown, and you will fight side by side to repel the incoming enemy. Now, tell us if you have faith! ”

"Yes!" "Fuck those crumbs." "I'll let them know how powerful Uncle Kent's sword is!" The soldiers on the field heard the old mayor's speech and became excited, in fact, as a soldier, especially those of them who had lived a life of licking blood from the knife edge, half a month of peaceful life had made them a little panicked. At the moment, they didn't really want to save Baron Wells, and it was true that they had cut down a few people earlier.

"Well, I now order you to go now!" The old mayor Turbalif shouted. The order was given, although Aktuyav was also helpless. Because he had not received any news of this before, but as a person who had been paid to work for others, Aktuyav's professional ethics were still not said, and he took his own garrison that had just been established for less than half a month to go to the battlefield.