The teleportation pillar dissipated, and Lance looked at this unrecognizable territory, he had just finished cleaning up the ruins, and he had to fill the pit again, it was a pity, this was a good resource.

"Lord Lance, look at that. ”

Looking in the direction pointed by Anno, an eyesore log cabin appeared in view, and the first uninvited guest finally arrived, but, who could it be?

"Let's go see this guest. ”

The brown and black wooden house exudes a faint natural aroma, and the loose construction shows that its owner should be a novice, especially the irregularly shaped window.

"Knock knock. ”

The knock on the door went unanswered.

Through the window, a strange young man was asleep.

"Do you need me to wake him up?"

"There's no need, let's wait for him to wake up, let's do our business first. ”

This time, Sheena didn't follow, she had just woken up, her magic had not yet recovered, and she was ordered by Willen not to go out.

"Priest Rossi, go back to Lear first. ”

Rosie nodded, the undead over there in Lear Town had not yet been buried, and his responsibility was not over.

"Is the new arm still good?"

Lance looked at the arms of the newborns, and I have to say that the rebirth of the severed limbs of the Holy Cross Church is indeed magical, but the price is a little expensive.

"It's easy to use, it's better than the previous ones. ”

Anno was still a little embarrassed, his white arms did not match his own dark skin, and the priest suggested that he could dye it back, but when he heard that the price was 1,000 yuan, he thought about it.

After all, Lance had spent 300,000 dollars, and he couldn't let the esteemed lord pay for him again.

"Then I'll bother you next. ”

"Good. ”

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"Buzz. ”

In the noisy mechanical sound, the sound of wooden sticks colliding and vibrating can be heard, one after another.

The long stick is obviously not used as smoothly as expected, and the swing posture is also stiff, as is the case with all classes, which need to be accumulated over a long period of time to form muscle memory or build a model.

A vague shadow slashed horizontally, a phenomenon caused by the inability to keep up with the line of sight, and at the moment when he was about to hit, Anno turned his wrist and picked up the long stick in his hand to defuse the attack.

For this kind of chaotic dance without discipline and logic, Anno easily caught it, beyond his expectations, it was the speed of this lord, which was not like what a person who had just awakened his magic should have.

As the bright red pupils gradually contracted, the movements between them became slower and slower, and even the trembling branches on the sticks could be clearly seen.

As if stuck in a quagmire, he had already thought of the next move, and the strong restraint made the real execution far behind, and the degree of mismatch between the body and the mind was fully visible at this moment.

If you want to overcome it, you can only rely on continuous practice to grind in, and no one who has just picked up a sword can be as skilled and natural as those sword masters.

And, a true swordsman, that's not all.

"I want to see the swordsman's moves. ”

"Good. ”

Anno's gaze was instantly solemn, and the round wooden stick exuded an aura like the sharpness of a real long sword.

Armor-piercing!

Tiny sawdust fills the eye, and the palms of the hands are covered with fine wounds.

Lance could see it clearly, and at the same time as the magic power surged, a special idea fluctuated from him, and it exploded in the moment of the stab, tearing the wooden stick in his hand.

"It's all right, my lord. ”

"It's fine. ”

The wound on his hand disappeared, and he squinted his eyes, is this the heart of a swordsman?

Belief becomes stronger under the backdrop of magic, which is the source of power for the profession, especially the actual combat profession.

Strong faith can make their skills even more terrifyingly destructive.

Condensing the heart of a swordsman is the true beginning of becoming a swordsman.

"Uncle Anno is so powerful!" said Xiao Lanxi, who was watching the play on the side, slapping her face.

"Hey, hey, hey, thanks for the compliment. ”

"Can you teach me?"

"Is that okay?" Anno looked at Lance, blinking and waiting for an answer.

"Ahem, let's stop here today. A more subtle voice fell on Anno's ear, "Don't teach her too much, just play with her." ”

"Yes. He wrote this passage in a small notebook, and then said, "What does little Lancy want to learn?"

"I want to learn from what you just did!"

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Returning to the rebuilt wooden house, he took out the medal, and while the magic was infused into it, an illusory gate appeared, and the battle did not affect the Institute.

As long as he uses magic power, he will become like that, and this price is a bit terrifying, and he has to study how to control this change, at least to ensure that it will not affect his future battles.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Baron, can you get those two guys to stop. "This is the young man.

What made Lance wonder was how he could recognize his identity at a glance.

"I need a reason. ”

It seems that he had already guessed that Lance would say this, "Hasn't the Baron thought about the future energy supply problem?"

"The molten technology of the Yad Empire, I don't. ”

What changed was a look of surprise, "You actually know!"

Originally, he just thought that Lance was calm and cautious, but this knowledge that did not fit the appearance did surprise El, and the molten technology was one of the great secrets of the Yad Empire.

However, now that he knows, he can bother to speak, "What if I can help you get it?"

There was a glint in those pale green eyes, and this familiar look and words were enough for Lance to make a judgment.

"You're the one that night?"

In a few words, the identity was revealed, and there was no need for Al to deliberately hide it.

"Yes, Lord Baron, I'm sorry for that day's temptation, but you are indeed a good lord to follow. ”

The words that had been prepared for a long time blurted out, "I know you have no ambitions, but have you ever thought that if the territory is not strong enough, in this era when war will break out at any time, sooner or later, it will ..............."

"Now tell me, how can you get it?"

"Huh?" that wasn't like the words of a lord who wanted to keep a low profile.

"Southeastern Star, I remember very well, if you can really help me, I don't mind accepting your suggestions and opinions, and even, I can make you my people. ”

"Really!?"

"Am I like a liar?"

Calming down his floating thoughts, Al regained his initial composure, "Before that, can you let me see your plan?"

"Yes. ”

The smile on his face became stronger and stronger, and the first talent arrived.

If you want the territory to be truly strong, Lance alone is not enough, he needs more people, a business talent, just to make up for his biggest gap.