Early in the morning, Ian, dressed in a white shirt and a pair of linen trousers, was doing his new morning training in a small open space in his backyard. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He was practicing the basic swordsmanship that almost everyone in this world would do with one or two hands.

The swordsmanship of this world is relatively close to the Western swordsmanship system in the previous life, and it pays attention to actual combat fighting, and there are not many fancy moves except for the starting etiquette at the beginning. And since the main imaginary enemies of human beings are generally demons that are larger than humans, the teaching of basic swordsmanship also pays more attention to skills, pursuing self-protection first, dodging and counterattacking.

This has a lot in common with Ian's offensive, defensive style of swordsmanship.

At this time, he was trying his best to make the sword movements of the basic swordsmanship slowly and standardly. This is very simple for many students who have just trained in basic swordsmanship for a while. But it's not so easy for Ian today, especially with the condition of "slowness" that makes him miserable.

Ever since he learned the crux of his predicament, Ian has embarked on this kind of training that is strange in the eyes of others. In fact, even a student who had just begun to learn basic swordsmanship would not swing his sword as slowly as he did now. If there were unsuspecting outsiders present at the moment, he would definitely be full of mockery to Ian.

It's a pity that even if this is the case, Ian has no energy left to respond to the other party. Because he now feels like thousands of ants crawling in his heart, making him uncomfortable and sweating coldly after being accustomed to high-speed exercise.

If he hadn't found that the training in the past few days seemed to have some results, he would have thrown his sword and jumped up to scold his mother!

"Whew"

Half an hour later, Ian, who sensed that the time was almost up, let out a long breath, retracted his posture, wiped the cold sweat from his head, and turned around and walked towards the second floor of his house.

The smell of breakfast was already wafting from there.

After throwing the sword onto the bed in his room, Ian sat down at the table.

"Morning exercise is over?" said Yelena, seated across the table.

"Hmm. Ian nodded with a wry smile.

"Let's have breakfast, then. Yelena squinted her eyes and smiled, "It's time to go to school." ”

"Understood, Mom. Ian straightened up and began to pick up the knife and fork he had grown accustomed to and began to enjoy breakfast.

"That's right, Ian. Recently, come home early after school and don't linger outside. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Something seems to be going on over there. Yelena said with a little concern.

"What?" Hearing this, Ian quickly raised his head: "What happened?"

"I only heard about it in the morning when I was out the door. Elena replied, "Yesterday there seemed to be a lot of deaths on the side of the giant wall, including the commander, and the powerful people of the upper city went there to see it, and it seems that something bad has infiltrated the city." Now the guards of the whole city are under martial law. ”

"Bad thing, demon?" Ian had a vague premonition.

"I don't know, there are all kinds of things out there now, anyway, don't run around outside lately. Elena admonished solemnly, "Promise me, Ian. ”

"Got it!" Ian nodded, he quickly swallowed the rest of his breakfast, and decided to rush to the school as soon as possible to meet Fei'er: "Then I'll go first." ”

"Huh, so urgent?" Elena was startled, and then wiped her eyelids with pretended aggrieved and said, "Ian, do you hate staying with your mother so much?"

Ian, who had just gotten up, suddenly stumbled and laughed, "How come, Mom." I'm just almost late. ”

"Really?"

"Really, really!" said Ian, who had left the words, fled.

......

"Oh, we've dominated the whole school, and the men are here!"

As soon as he entered the classroom, after dodging a middle-aged man full of perseverance, Ian immediately heard the teasing voice of a non-serious blonde boy.

"What's this new nickname?" he asked angrily.

"Old-fashioned guys tend to be very trustworthy, and although the news gets a little slower, anyway, you're the number one in the school now. Alvin laughed, "At least in Bradley, you're already a presence that no one dares to mess with." ”

"It sounds like a great demon king. Ian rolled his eyes.

"No, your current position should be the witch's loyal dog. ”

With a slight twitch at the corners of his mouth, Ian wisely did not ask about the origin of the title.

He looked around, but didn't find a black figure, and asked his friend beside him, "Hasn't Fei'er come yet?"

"Do you only have His Highness Fei'er in your eyes?" Alvin muttered, "Didn't you notice that there was another person who was supposed to be there at this time who didn't come?"

"Huh?" Ian was stunned for a moment, then realized that a red-haired girl who tended to arrive at school very early and find fault with it from time to time was not present, "Why didn't Tina come?"

"Something happened to the Great Wall of the Northern Regions. Alvin said in a deep voice, "You should have heard about it, right?"

"Hmm. Ian nodded. This is also the reason why he is so anxious to find Fei'er.

"One commander, twenty-six guards, two sentries, and a military physician died. Alvin recounted the death toll with all sorts of treasures.

After a pause, he added, "The head of the class's mother is the physician there. ”

Ian suddenly felt a bad premonition invade him: "You mean ......"

"Originally, I wasn't very sure, after all, there is not only one military doctor in the defenders of the giant wall, but until now she has not come......"

Friend's voice lowered, and Ian had already guessed what he didn't want to say later.

"How do you know?" he asked.

"You know, my father was a businessman, and I like to gather information first. Alvin explained, "I have always felt that Tina's hostility towards His Highness Phil is a little too obvious and abnormal, and ordinary citizens will not behave so bluntly and obviously in formal settings, even if they hate criminals. ”

"So you investigated her intelligence. ”

"Hmm. The blond-haired boy nodded: "Tina's father is an accompanying knight of an overseas exploration team, in fact, he is also a miscellaneous cannon fodder. Six years ago, out of a momentary kindness, he rescued a child of sinners who had fled from outside the Eastern Circle. ”

"And then ......" After a pause, Alvin made a sarcastic expression: "He's dead." ”

After a moment of silence, the blond-haired teenager raised his head and asked, "Do you need me to tell you how he died?"

"No need. Ian shook his head bitterly and said, "I don't really want to hear it." ”

"Good. Alvin nodded, "Actually, I don't really want to talk about that. ”

Immediately afterward, the blonde boy stated, "For the next six years, she lived with her mother, who was the physician of the garrison of the Northern Regions, and began to dislike the sinful people in the extreme. ”

"Until yesterday......" said Alvingtal paused.

"Isn't it still uncertain? Maybe it's just a temporary trip. Ian asked rhetorically, disbelieving himself. Although the girl often troubled himself, he really didn't want the other party to suffer this kind of misfortune again.

"That's right. Alvin smiled reluctantly and nodded, "I'm not sure yet, maybe we should be optimistic." ”