"Bang bang." Harry looked up strangely and looked at the knights around him.

"Harry, you have a lot of talent, strength, accuracy, and stamina, and the swordsmanship you use are all amazing to us." The long-haired blond man clapped his hands and squinted and smiled.

"Yes, you are a genius, you don't have to feel sad about your failure, after all, what is in front of you is a guy who is close to the strength of the Sword Master, and you have lost unjustly." The dark-skinned bald uncle said with his teeth bared.

"Okay, boy, after the battle with you just now, I already know you very well, your physical fitness is far beyond the average person, and your innate talent is also very strong, but you are really amazing, you actually learned some basic swordsmanship, yes, I always thought you were a rookie, but I didn't expect to be a half-ass." Nabo walked over and patted Harry on the shoulder.

Harry's face was a little red, and he said a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I secretly learned these swordsmanship when everyone was practicing, I'm really sorry." ”

"Huh?! What do you say, you learn all this by watching them!! The wave opened its mouth to fit two eggs, making an unbelievable sound.

"Uh, yes, yes." Harry couldn't react to the reaction, and said with a stumbling expression.

"You're learning swordsmanship for the first time, and no one taught you, you watched them learn, didn't you?!" Nabo asked excitedly, grabbing Harry's shoulder.

"Hmm." Harry nodded weakly.

"This kid is a swordsmanship genius, I didn't expect it." Nabo covered his head and said, obviously a little unable to accept the facts.

It's only been a few days, this kid has already practiced these basic swordsmanship so proficiently, the average genius needs at least a few days to become proficient, and he must have excellent people to guide, it's really terrifying comprehension, if there are others to teach, this guy's potential is more than that, but, this alone is not enough, but also needs a strong mind and perseverance, just right, I lack an apprentice now.

"Boy, be my apprentice." Nabo said to Harry.

"Huh? Hey?!! Harry let out a frightened voice.

"Can I, I'm just a person who has studied swordsmanship for a few days, isn't it a little too reluctant for me to be your apprentice." Harry said unconfidently.

"Harry, rest assured, I will definitely give you all my life's learning, and you will definitely become a famous hero." The wave grabbed Harry's shoulders and made him lean on his lap, righteously.

"There's something I want to say, I think Harry you should not learn from him, it feels like your words don't match Harry's image." The long-haired blond man said with a smile.

"That's it, Harry, don't follow him, or you'll be a muscular man like him." The bald uncle said with his hands crossed in front of the table.

"What do you mean, I finally want to accept an apprentice, how can there be someone like you who exposes my old secret!" Nabo said angrily, then lowered his head and said softly to Harry, "Harry, don't listen to them, learn from me, you will definitely succeed." ”

Harry didn't care, what if he had muscles, as long as he could get stronger, who cared so much.

"No, Harry can't learn from you, you will definitely teach him badly, you guy, who is called a sullen and hungry wolf by the women of the imperial capital, can imagine what kind of apprentices you can teach." Kalia pulled Harry over and protected her behind her, and said lightly.

Everyone has a love of beauty, no one wants beautiful and lovely things to become a bright and blind existence, that wave of training is to exercise muscles for the purpose, to achieve physical fitness, to resist a large wave of damage, is that everyone will be trained by him to become a muscular man, everyone does not want Harry's delicate little flower to be destroyed.

"Harry, don't learn from him, when you get to the imperial capital, I will find you a good teacher, who must be countless times better than him." Kalia said as she stroked Harry's head.

Eh, what should I do, everyone doesn't seem to agree with me as his apprentice, Harry smiled bitterly, however, it mainly depends on my choice, someone close to the strength of the Sword Master is my master, this is not an opportunity that anyone can have, and he must take advantage of the opportunity.

"That, Master Nabo, I will be grateful to you for taking care of it in the future." Harry said as he walked behind the wave who had been leaning against the railing and left behind a lonely figure.

"Ha, Harry, you're such a good boy." The wave was crying with joy and was about to turn around and give Harry a king-size bear hug.

"Really, why are you so noisy, what's the matter?" Festeria yawned and walked out of the cabin, her fiery red hair dishevelled and her nightcap crooked to the side.

"Mistress Festeria, that's right." Kalia suddenly seemed to have an idea and whispered in Festeria's ear.

Festria's sleepy eyes widened directly, and the whole person woke up, as if she had heard something terrible.

"How beautiful you think! That wave. A beautiful red figure appeared in front of Harry, taking the wave's place as he was kicked away.

This, what's the situation, I just want to worship a teacher, Harry looked at Festria in front of him in pajamas, wearing a nightcap, and holding a pillow.

"Lord Festeria, why?" Nabo was kicked to the shelf where the wooden sword was placed, and Nabo stretched out his hand and said aggrievedly.

"Harry, listen up, I'm not allowing you to learn swordsmanship from him, understand?" Festria didn't even look at the wave, and pointed at Harry condescendingly.

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Well, that, whatever, I don't want to see you ruined by him, you have to grow up, Harry." Festeria pinched her chin and thought for a moment, and said solemnly.

Inexplicably, what the hell did she mean by that, Harry saw that Kalia had made a triumphant scissorhands, and it turned out to be your idea.

Really, everyone came to obstruct me, in that case, I'm not welcome, you forced me, don't blame me.

"Yes, as long as you are my master." Harry said with a smile.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment, and then a loud and neat exclamation of surprise erupted, "Huh?!" ”

"No, no, no, apprentice or something, it's the most troublesome." Festeria shook her head in fright, for her, she was most afraid of trouble, and she had to manage her apprentice, teach him swordsmanship, and take care of his growth, so troublesome, there was no time to sleep.

"Ah, that's it, then I'd better let Nabo be my master." Harry turned and walked in the direction of the wave.

Festeria didn't speak, looking hesitant, and then Kalia hurriedly came up and said to Festeria, "Master Festeria, you agree, I promise not to disturb your rest, Harry's future is up to you." ”

But Festria's face was still difficult to choose, and Kalia could only come up with the killer idea when she saw this, "One Polya juice a day, no more." ”

"Hey, isn't it good to have three drinks a day, Kalia is so stingy." Festeria pouted.

"What do you say, do you know how difficult it is to do, how much time it takes, it's good to have something to eat." Kalia said very unhappily, this guy is cheap and good.

"Ahem, Harry, this Sword Saint reluctantly agreed to you as my disciple, be grateful." Festeria coughed a few times and said to Harry as he walked away.

What the?! Actually, it worked, didn't it, I was bought by that juice, I was just joking or something, but I didn't expect it to succeed, Harry froze, he just said it with the intention of joking, he didn't dare to hope to become a disciple of the Sword Master, Sister Kalia, you also believe it, Harry turned around in a daze.

"Harry, call master, what are you still doing?" Kalia took Harry's hand and pulled him in front of Festeria.

"Master, master." Harry spoke dumbfounded, not looking to react.

And Festria, who also blushed rarely, nodded, and did not speak, as if she wanted to retain the majesty of the master, but she didn't seem to be very convinced when she blushed, and everyone laughed happily.

I seem to have a great master, Harry thought at the time.

In the blue sky, a ship shuttles between the clouds, and the scorching sun shines on the earth.

"Well, that's right, that's it, just practice this pose 10,000 times." Festeria sat in a chair and drank a glass of blue juice with ice cubes.

Harry swung his sword, held it in both hands, raised it high and swung it down, repeating the monotonous action all the time, he was already sweating.

Thanks to the fact that the ship is equipped with a magical protective barrier, the scorching sun outside can't shine in, and the air currents outside can't enter the ship, so Harry can train with peace of mind and don't have to worry about him suffering from heat stroke or something.

"Alright, Harry, come and rest, it's been so long." Kalia said to Harry, who was training on deck, with the same juice as Festria.

Harry gasped and stopped, wiping the sweat from his forehead, looking at Festeria and getting her permission before Harry rested.

"Keep practicing, don't stop, there is no reason to give up halfway." Festeria said righteously, but her hand reached for the glass of juice that Kalia had prepared for Harry.

"Smack." Kalia slapped Festeria's hand away and said to Harry, "Come here, Harry, it's okay, just take a break." ”

"But, master, she—" Harry was about to speak, and he was a little afraid to drink without his master's permission.

"Do you listen to her or to me, Harry." Kalia suddenly showed a kind expression.

Seeing this expression, Harry immediately dropped the wooden sword in his hand, rushed to Kalia as fast as he could, took the juice she had placed on the table, and drank it.

"Cut, Kalia is stingy." Festeria muttered, silently drinking the juice in her hand.

"Mistress Festeria is really, so old, and she still wants to be a child." Kalia said lightly.

"This juice is really delicious, Sister Kalia, it's really hard for you." Harry's first reaction when he drank it was that his taste buds were hit by an indescribable taste, which was inseparable, cold and sweet at the same time, and the juice mixed with a variety of fruit flavors hit his taste buds over and over again, giving people a kind of spiritual pleasure that was difficult to break free.

"Hehe, drink more if it's delicious, children just have to eat more to grow taller." Kalia touched Harry's head and said happily.

After Kalia left, Festria snatched Harry's juice the moment Harry didn't notice, and then fled, leaving Harry to chase after her, but not to him, on the spacious deck, a little boy cried and chased after the fast woman running ahead, the woman let out a smug laugh, and the knights around looked at it all with shame.

Fortunately, the woman didn't have long to be complacent, but she was hit on the head by a small spoon shot from a tricky angle, and fell to the ground, and although Harry took the cup back, the juice had already been drunk by Festeria, and only ice cubes remained.

At this time, Harry deeply realized what despair was, like the feeling of his wife being, and it was hard to put into words.

Even though Kalia comforted Harry, Harry still felt so sad, and there was no one else who felt this way.

This is the third day of flying in the sky, the ship has been traveling without sleep for three days, according to Kalia's explanation, it is said that there are about a few days before it reaches the imperial capital, during which Harry has also seen a lot of ships similar to this ship passing by, but no matter how you look at it, the ship that Harry is on is bigger than that, and the tyrant is inhuman.

Harry leaned on the railing and looked at the dusk, the orange sky, the sun like a fried egg yolk was surrounded by a group of clouds, the orange sun shone on Harry and everyone, looking at the mountains and streams below that were also reflected in a layer of orange light and shadow, beautiful and unforgettable.

Night soon came, and it was a different scenery than the day, Harry was on the deck, looking at the bright moon that was much bigger than ever, and the endless night sky with starlight twinkling, so that Harry could not calm down for a long time, he thought of his mother, and his friends, and his heart was filled with a faint sadness.

"Kalia, I still have a beer!"

"I want a medium-rare steak."

"Let's have a roasted whole lamb, I'll eat it all by myself."

"Harry, come here, eat together, what are you doing there alone."

……………

Behind Harry came the sound of noisy talking, Harry smiled at them, said no more, and continued to look at the moon, but his heart was not so lonely, don't I still have everyone.

"Harry, what's wrong with you, go get with everyone." Kalia walked over to Harry with her finished plate and said, taking a look at the bright moon.

"It's nothing, I'll do you some favors, after all, Sister Kalia is also very busy, and she has to rely on herself." Harry said with his hands outstretched.

"Thank you, Harry, and you have to take it." Kalia gave Harry some plates.

Kalia is worthy of being Festria's maid, it is really unusual, one person has contracted the food of nearly 30 people, looking at the busy kitchen, Kalia's vigorous posture, cutting vegetables like flowing water, and the cooking arrangement is also very reasonable, and at the same time cooking four pots of dishes, plus burning wood to roast a sheep, but this does not affect her, she also washed the dishes with ease, and the battlefield in the kitchen is her stage.

Harry on the side said that he was really powerful, and being able to do this level was also a powerful specialty, and sure enough, people can't be good-looking, if he were Harry, he would have died suddenly, and he couldn't be busy.

Harry, who had wanted to help, found that there was nothing to help at all, and under Kalia's apologetic gaze, Harry left the kitchen and went outside, leaning against the railing, looking down.

Wow! Harry let out an exclamation as the ship passed by a city, brightly lit and full of people, people walking down the streets, couples talking about love, children chasing and playing, all kinds of people walking, Harry also thought that one day he would be happy if he could go to the night street with his friends, but unfortunately everything dissipated like a cloud.

"Who, who else can fight me, uh." Festeria held the wine glass, her face was crimson, and she was separated by a beating, and the people around her lay down, the long-haired golden knight fell to the ground unconscious, and the dark-skinned bald uncle held the wine glass, put his face on the table, and talked in his sleep, the wave was even more unbearable, and he hugged a knight who was holding him, and almost kissed the knight, but the knight had been resisting stubbornly, and everyone almost fell down.

"What? It's all down, it's really boring, uh. Festria glanced around and took another sip.

Always feeling that it is better to run first, there is a sense of foreboding in his heart, Harry glanced at Festria embarrassedly, and wanted to leave secretly, but he was still discovered by the sharp-eyed Festria, and in an instant he came to Harry, holding a wine glass and grinning close to Harry.

"I, I don't drink." Harry said as he shuddered as he stepped back.

"Come on, let's drink together." Festeria said in a wine-scented voice, stepped forward and grabbed Harry by the collar to prevent Harry from escaping, and directly put the wine glass to Harry's lips and poured it down.

"What's going on?!" Kalia came up with the food and asked strangely when she saw the sight.

Everyone was lying on the deck in scattered parts as if they were struggling on the street, with happy, satisfied smiles on their faces, and the wave lay under the table and hugged a knight who was obviously about to lose his passionate lips, and everyone else was drunk.

Kalia walked to the table and looked at the wine bottle on the table, and sighed, isn't this the red wine known as the sleeping beauty, the kind that gets drunk as soon as you drink it, Harry was held in her arms by Festria, both of them looked unconscious, Kalia smiled faintly when she saw this look.