The hypocritical pat Zao Wou-Ki enjoyed it a lot, and he didn't feel much when he heard it. Nameless's heartfelt and genuinely appreciative words of Zao Wou-Ki immediately made Zao Wou-Ki's vain heart feel greatly satisfied. Even if that dragon slayer killed three Sword Saints and injured one Sword God, Zao Wou-Ki had forgotten those things for the time being.

"Hahaha...... That's right! Zao Wou-Ki patted the dragon case and said as if he was in a reminiscence of the heroic era: "Back then, I was able to defeat the strong with the weak, and the timing was good." ”

Encountering such a monarch, Domoto Gangichi's lungs were about to explode, but he couldn't attack. After all, sitting on the high platform is the monarch of the Divine Dragon Kingdom, after all, he is the descendant of the head of the Five Heroes.

"Okay, let's not talk about that." Zao Wou-Ki was sincerely praised by Nameless twice, and his mood was extremely good: "I announced that you have entered the palace this time, mainly to commend your merits a few days ago. As for your military merits, naturally General Gangichi Domoto and the people from the military department will calculate it for you, and what position should be assigned to you will naturally be submitted to me for approval. But until then, a pillar like you can't be idle. So I plan to arrange for you to be the third princess's bodyguard first. ”

As soon as Tang Bengang let out a sigh of relief, he knelt on the ground again and said, "Your Majesty, the princess is a golden branch and jade leaf. The selection of the guards is related to the safety of the princess, and the minister still doesn't know which genre the nameless combat skills belong to, whether this arrangement is a bit inappropriate. ”

Zhao Wouji scolded Tang Bengang for being a fool, and when he waited for the approval of the military department, Nameless naturally could no longer be a guard. At this time, he jumped out and grabbed the nameless, which somewhat had the meaning of arguing with him, the emperor.

Zhao Wouji, who was just going to perfunctory Feiyan, could only cheer up and ask Nameless at this time: "Which genre of combatant are you?" Knight? Swordsman? Fighter? Martial artist? Still is...... You're clearly not a magician. ”

"I used to be a hunter in the mountains." Nameless replied calmly, and there was a small commotion among the surrounding noble ministers, if it weren't for the need for prestige in this hall, they would have laughed on the ground one by one.

"A hunter ......" Tang Bengang's eyes showed endless ridicule, and he pretended to be calm and said to Zao Wou-Ki: "Your Majesty, our dynasty has a strict selection system. The emperor even proposed that as long as he was a talent, he could be promoted regardless of his background. Hunters are naturally no exception, but if this selection system allows Nameless to bypass and become a guard directly, it ....... ”

Zao Wou-Ki nodded lightly: "Then act according to the system." Since Nameless doesn't have a fighting genre, I gave him a month to start learning a genre. Seeing that he rescued the princess many times, I granted him access to the royal private martial arts hall to study. ”

Tang Bengang was stunned one by one, and hurriedly wanted to speak again, but Zao Wou-Ki raised his hand and waved impatiently: "Let's stop here today, I'm tired." Come on, take Nameless to the Royal Private Martial Arts Hall. Stand down, too. ”

Gang Domoto reluctantly got up and retreated, but his heart was as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

You must know that the Royal Private Martial Arts Hall, which not only houses a group of masters above the level of the Sword Master, but also has a lot of secret legends of various genres in it, even if he only entered it when he was young, he has benefited a lot from a few years of study.

"Forget it! It's just a month's errand. When the time comes, find a real Juggernaut to test him, and take the opportunity to kill him. Tang Bengang quietly comforted himself and walked out of the main hall.

A glimmer of light shot out of Zhao Wouji's eyes, which had not had much spirit, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "If you are smart, go back to the military department and arrange a position for him, so that the matter of the guards will naturally be easily solved." But I don't think you're going to be that smart. My country is what it is now, because of you self-righteous people. Five Heroic Descendants? The state doesn't need it anymore. It's time to find someone to come out and clean up the trash. ”

The guards walked in front, nameless and silently following behind. What can be learned in a month, no name knows, only that Knight Gerry said that he has studied for so many years, and he can finally feel the existence of a trace of fighting energy in his body.

The inner city of the palace was a huge place, and Nameless silently remembered the way he came, passed through several courtyards, and came to a stop in front of a mansion that covered an extremely large area.

"Go in, you can learn from anyone with this waist card."

Nameless took the waist card and walked into the mansion with his legs raised, and found that there were dozens of small courtyards inside the mansion, each of which seemed to be a separate family.

Unlike the outside world, the courtyard of every house here is not locked and the door of each courtyard is open.

Nameless walked straight into the courtyard closest to him, where a middle-aged man was instructing four young men to practice swords.

"Hello, I'm here to learn." Nameless no longer looked at the situation in other yards, and directly took out his waist card.

"Universal Genre Waist Card?" The middle-aged man looked Nameless up and down, turned around and said, "It turns out that I was holding a special waist card for going to the back door." Okay, what do you want to learn? ”

Pull strings? Nameless didn't bother to explain: "The strongest." ”

"The strongest?" The middle-aged man shook his head again and again without looking back: "Another ignorant guy." What kind of fighting spirit do you practice? Show me the performance. ”

"I'm not vindictive." The nameless voice remained as calm as ever.

The middle-aged man looked back at Nameless with some surprise: "Won't be vindictive?" So what sword do you learn? Forget it, I'll teach you two sets of basic fighting spirit first, and you can experience it for a few days before you go on the side. ”

Nameless carefully wrote down the mantra and practice method of Douqi, found an empty room and lived, and did not leave the room for several days, except for eating, drinking, and Lazar, the rest of the time was used to experience the middle-aged man's fighting spirit.

After three days passed, Nameless came to the middle-aged man again.

"I don't understand the vindictiveness you are talking about."

"Can't get it?" The middle-aged man looked at Nameless with some curiosity: "Have you tried both sets of cultivation methods?" ”

Nameless nodded calmly: "I don't feel anything." ”

"Impossible! Unless it's a waste of body, or at least one can feel a very weak fighting spirit. The middle-aged man put his hand on Nameless's forehead, and a burst of red light emanated from his palm.

After a short while, the middle-aged man shook his head regretfully: "You are really unlucky, you are a natural waste body, and you can't cultivate Dou Qi." Swordsman, knight, and fighter are three genres that need to be assisted by fighting spirit, and you can give up. Let's go learn magic. ”

Nameless nodded quietly and turned around and left the courtyard, and the middle-aged man behind him said with pity: "It's a pity that such a good physique is actually a waste body......"

After a few turns, Nameless came to the courtyard of a magician, and stayed for another three days.

"It's a pity that your body is a special body that can't learn magic, I think you're still ......"

Nameless nodded quietly and walked out of the mage's courtyard. After being told twice in a row that he couldn't study, Nameless felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, wandering around the mansion aimlessly, and unconsciously came to the door of the most conspicuous huge building in the mansion.

The largest courtyard was not closed like the others, except for a few white-bearded old men, frowning and thinking about what seemed to be an ancient pile of books, arguing with each other from time to time, and then falling into deep thought.

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