In the northern forests of the Duchy of Fadir, where William once walked.

The sky is like a sapphire covering the earth, wiped very clean and beautiful by the autumn wind.

There was no longer a lush scene in the forest, the leaves were withered and yellow, scattered all over the ground, and the sparse trees stood alone and stubbornly like old men.

Several dark shadows scurried through the trees, and finally stopped under a certain tree, revealing grim faces.

They were dressed in black and wore a scarlet glove in their right hand.

One of them crouched down and reached out to dig through the dirt under the tree, revealing a scarlet scrap of cloth.

The scraps were stained with black blood.

The man in black who squatted down looked at it carefully, then stood up with the scraps, looked at the one in the crowd in black, and nodded, "That's right, it's the gloves of No. 12." ”

"News from Patras City, William Odyssey has returned to his territory."

"The 12th and 13th have not reported to the organization so far!"

"Then it seems that the 12th and the 13th are dead! Neither of the two knight-level killers can deal with us, the son of the Grand Duke, who doesn't even have a knight. It seems that the information we have entrusted to us is wrong, and the son of the Grand Duke is not simple. A hoarse and deep voice came out of the mouth of the man in black at the head, and his eyes were like stagnant water, and there was no ripple at all.

"Shall we continue the hunt then?" The other men in black asked.

"Go back! Report back to the organization! Walk! The man in black looked in the direction of the dark forest, his gaze was obscure, and then walked away without looking back.

The other men in black hurriedly followed.

A few days later, in the city of Sayre, somewhere in a dark room.

"You didn't kill William Odyssey!"

"We are sorry! But the information you gave was seriously wrong, and our organization lost two knight-level killers! ”

"Do you mean to give up? The adult was furious at such a result! ”

"Nope! The organization never gives up its prey! The deal continues! ”

"So ......"

"The Order will send stronger opponents to hunt its prey! Never let employers down, this is the cornerstone of our organization's existence to this day! ”

"Well, I'm here waiting for your good news!"

"I won't keep you waiting!"

"So! Very good! ”

In the darkness, two voices disappeared.

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In the new small village of Nisse, in front of the earthen house, in the open space.

It's become a place for the Guardian to train!

Due to the need to maintain law and order, it is not possible to train all the members of the escort team.

So fifty wild servants, led by fifteen regular guards, divided into five teams, ran around the coal, lime, clay, pottery, and brick-burning yards to carry out weight-bearing cross-country running, and to maintain discipline.

The remaining forty-five regular team members are undergoing high-intensity knightly training under William's nose.

In particular, the six members of the Escort Team that William had originally recruited.

Like Jacques, Drake, and Kerry, which he personally trained and used the energy of the magic mirror for personal guidance, it was even more important.

Other members of the escort team also need to patrol in rotation, but these squad leaders don't have to do anything every day, just take care of eating, sleeping, and training!

William wanted to train all of them to become knights before the first snow came.

Only knights can play a greater role in the next battle for survival.

However, from the current point of view, the success rate of this hope is slim!

Of the six, only Jacques Potter is gifted and has a certain success rate.

At present, Jacques Potter's strength attribute has exceeded 1.8.

However, most of the others' physical fitness was still below 1.5, and they couldn't withstand his life energy seeds at all.

That being said, Willian also never gave up on their training and high demands.

After all, hard work will not necessarily succeed, but if you don't work hard, you will not succeed.

In addition to the normal practice of knightly swordsmanship and knightly breathing, William also had them practice sparring.

Yes!

Only actual combat is the only criterion for testing combat effectiveness!

William didn't want to practice well as usual, and he would become a soft-footed shrimp as soon as he went to the battlefield, so he was really in vain.

So every day after the warm-up, on the training ground in the open space in front of the Tsuchiya, there are constant swords and swords, and the clanging sound is endless.

At this time, William was in front of him.

The members of the escort team held weapons and fought in pairs to conduct actual combat training.

The sound shook the earth!

But let the villagers or wild slaves who pass by have an inexplicable sense of security!

William stood there, smiling, scanning all the team members with a serious face, and under the guidance of the magic mirror, pointed out the wrong actions of some of the team members and asked them to correct them.

Suddenly, the battle between Kerry Mark and Drake John in the team catches William's attention.

Both of them have a wide open style, two long swords collide hard, and each attack is extremely imposing.

This is the best technique for the battlefield.

It stands to reason that in this one-on-one fighting style, the stronger will have an advantage.

And Kerry Mark's physical fitness was the worst of the six Guardian Team Captains last time he measured with the Magic Mirror.

But the reality is that Kerry Mark has the upper hand, the sword is pressing against Drake John, and the balance of victory is tilting in Kerry Mark's favor.

Drake John's face flushed, unable to accept the fact that Kerry Mark was going to defeat him.

Although this is just training, not real fighting!

But that's not something Drake John can accept.

Losing to Jacques Potter, Drake John can't say anything, after all, people are very talented.

But what is Kerry Mark?

Born thin and malnourished.

Several other Escort Team Leaders hadn't lost to Kerry Mark once in training.

Losing to Kerry Mark, Drake John felt that everyone else would laugh at him.

Unacceptable! Drake John said in his heart, roaring in his throat, and the strength of his whole body gathered on his hands, and slashed at Kerry Mark.

Then Kerry Mark made a wrong move, did not hard-connect, and chose to avoid the blow.

By the time Drake John reacted, it was too late to retract his strength.

However, Kerry Mark seized this opportunity and hit Drake John on the shoulder with the back of his sword, and Drake John fell to the ground unsteadily.

The winner is decided!

Kerry Mark won the training.

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

Drake John, who fell to the ground, looked at Kerry Mark in disbelief.

You must know that among the six squad leaders, except for Jacques Potter, he is the most powerful.

How could he accept being defeated by Kerry Mark, who was the least powerful?

The other members of the escort team also unconsciously stopped fighting each other and looked over in surprise.

William's brows furrowed, and William cared more about the strength that Kerry Mark showed in this battle than the other team members' surprise at the results of the battle.

William's heart moved, and he immediately whispered to the magic mirror in his arms, "Magic mirror, measure the physical fitness of Kerry Mark and Drake John!" ”

"Yes, master." The Magic Mirror immediately responded.