When Roy's figure appeared at the gate of the small courtyard, Ivan and the others, who had been waiting for a whole day and a night, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They've been waiting in the courtyard since Roy left. originally thought that he would be able to return soon, but unexpectedly, he waited until the whole city was under martial law and there was no news.

In the evening, the troops of the Phillips approached the city. The sound of fierce fighting could be heard from afar. News was flying all over the streets. There is no good news, but there is a lot of bad news. For a while, everyone was in a hurry.

Now the soldiers are in a panic, not to mention that Roy has three strengths and two weaknesses, they who are responsible for protecting Roy can't explain to Philip, just holding the worried eyes of Oliver's malt who hasn't slept all night, they can't face it.

During this period, Ivan used his identity as a knight of the red leaves to search for Roy several times, but failed to find Roy. Just when he was about to go out to look for him again, he didn't expect Roy, who had been missing for a day and a night, to come back by himself.

Seeing Roy's thin and familiar figure appear on the lakeside path, Ivan strode out of the courtyard door, and let out a long breath from afar: "Why did you come back at this time, what happened?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Malt and Oliver had already swept past him and rushed to Roy, pulling at his ears and biting his trouser legs.

"Wow," said Malt, twisting Roy's ears like a little woman waiting for her husband all night, her pretty almond eyes looking up and down at his new clothes, full of suspicion and anger, "Say, where did you go?"

Oliver, who was on the same page as Malt, bit Roy's trouser leg and shook his head vigorously while muttering muttered in his mouth to show his support for Miss Malt, who was in charge of feeding the dogs every day.

Under the teasing gaze of several knights of the red leaves, Roy could only tell the story of joining the rabble, going out of the city to fight, and waking up from the Baron's castle after being injured under the cover of the attack on the Holy See's convoy

"You're just leaving?" when everyone had dinner and sat in the courtyard enjoying the afterglow of the sunset. Ivan sat under the eaves and straightened his long legs, looking at Roy with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

They had already heard the news of the victory in the city of Medding, and they had been speculating about how the Lulian army would win. Unexpectedly, it turned out that the biggest hero of this battle turned out to be Roy.

This military feat is no less than Philip's killing of Prince Philip, and if Roy does not leave, a cavalry banner or infantry column commander is safely in hand. Even if you are a centurion in the rabble, no one dares to say anything.

But Roy threw away the great credit. This made several Momiji knights feel sorry.

"Of course we have to go," Malt quickly picked up.

A woman's natural vigilance made her treat Sophia as an opponent as early as the first time she heard Roy's story. While she was busy cleaning up the dining table, she said angrily: "If you don't leave, you are still waiting to die for those guys?"

The four Knights were silent, and when Malt had angrily packed up her plate and walked into the kitchen, they exchanged glances and chuckled.

Roy didn't come back for a day and a night, and Malt didn't even sleep. The little face was pale, the expression was anxious, and as long as there was a little movement around, he would prick up his beautiful slightly pointed ears and listen carefully. That look, even the knights who had just met looked distressed.

"It's a pity," Ivan watched Malt leave, turned back to the conversation, and said to Roy regretfully, "According to the rules of the military, if you leave like this, your previous military merits will be halved." Wait until later to join the army, and the military rank can only be a first-class leopard sergeant at most. ”

"What does it matter. Isn't it easy to earn military merit during the war years?" Jesse smiled, turned his head to Roy and said, "According to me, it is better to join our Red Leaf Knights in the future." With your ability, you will be a lord in less than two years"...,

"That's right. Everyone nodded in agreement.

Roy is only eighteen years old this year, and he already has the strength of a magician. Judging from the preciousness of the magician in this world and his extraordinary talent, even if he does not earn military merit with a knife and a shot, it is only a matter of time before he becomes prosperous and rich.

Roy smiled and didn't speak.

At this moment, it was not the Bavarian Knights or the Red Leaf Knights that appeared in his mind, but the familiar and unfamiliar name of Farrington. It seems that in the dark, there is a connection from the bloodline, which is affecting him.

"What are we going to do, stay here, or leave for Muny?" heard the knights discuss.

Roy leaned his head back in his chair and looked out at the fiery red clouds on the horizon.

In just half a month after leaving the desperate situation, he has fully integrated into this fiery war years.

Whether it is the identity of the Demon Pattern Master "Lone Wolf", the Esoteric Monk, or the "Vengeful Demon", he gradually got closer to the world that ordinary people can't touch.

And he also knew that with this battle in Medin City, and soon after joining the first training camp, he would eventually come out of the sight of those enemies, both overt and covert. There will be all sorts of serious challenges.

However, he had no choice but to go all the way like this

In silence, Roy felt the aura in his body that he had not yet had time to digest, and smiled slightly: "In three days, we will go to Muni City." ”

The four knights looked at each other and nodded.

Now that the danger of Medin City has been lifted, it doesn't matter when you leave. Still, they were a little strange, what exactly did Roy want to do when he stayed here?

Time flies, and three days pass in the blink of an eye.

During this time, the war was still in full swing, and people were also marching on their own life tracks, rushing towards an unknown future.

The news of Lulian's victory had spread in all directions with the swift horses of the messengers and the wings of the swiftlets.

It was an unacceptable fiasco for the Philip Empire. Emperor Peter was furious, and issued seventeen decrees in one night, removing several derelict generals from the Southwest Theater and escorting them back to China. and quickly mobilized troops to reinforce Lulian.

Contrary to the Philip Empire, the same news is tantamount to a shot in the arm for the Saint-Soran Empire, which is losing one after another. People rushed to high-five each other to celebrate, and many cities spontaneously organized parades to celebrate.

The significance of this victory is simply too heavy.

In terms of military value, after this battle, the situation in the southern coastal theater stabilized, and the empire had more time to calmly arrange.

From a political point of view, this battle not only shattered the myth of the unstoppable army of the Ferol army since the beginning of the war, but also calmed down the panic of the empire. It also strengthened the authority and cohesion of the royal family at the most critical moments.

With the dust settled on the three newly formed legion commanders, the imperial nobles have invisibly formed a situation in which Edward I is the leader. Whatever the future, at least in this war, everyone is temporarily united.

It was also during this time that news of the attack on the Holy See convoy in the city of Edin had spread among the Holy See and aristocratic circles of Saint-Soran.

While people were shocked, they also watched as the waves of the stone spread rapidly.

As soon as he got the news, Pope Solan sent an envoy to lead a team of papal knights south to Lulian.

Archbishop Lulian even convened an emergency meeting overnight, ordering the Bishop of Lulian West to investigate the truth and arrest the killer before the arrival of the Pope's special envoy.

For a while, I only saw the black-clothed men of the Inquisition gathered in the city of Medding, and there was a posture of mountain rain about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

For these, ordinary people can only stay away from them, except for secretly using them as talking points after tea and dinner. ..., for this reason, the Ling family, who was originally planning to move to Muni City a week later, specially advanced the itinerary.

Speaking of which, Ling Shuang and Ling Xue have something to do with this matter. Joining the first training camp as soon as possible and moving the family out of Medin City is the best way to avoid the Inquisition and avoid being randomly troubled by the men in black.

However, Ling Shuang and Ling Xue didn't know that their temporarily changed departure time was the same day as the time determined by Roy.

For three days, Roy was still practicing by the lake in the morning, as usual, and then went to the mission hall to draw the magic pattern. Life is calm and regular.

People didn't associate this hooded kid in the crowd with anything they were talking about.

Whether it's the lone wolf, the vengeful demon who attacked the papal convoy, or the young magician who led thousands of rabble warriors to victory in the Battle of Medin, only to be on a stretcher, covered in blood and unable to see his face. It's just a legend that people have passed down from their mouths.

Out of their sight, Roy was like a silent ghost, quietly moving towards his goal.

"Wow"

The cool, calm waters of the lake were torn open by a black head emerging from the bottom of the water.

In the splash of water, Roy's thin figure rose to the sky, and in mid-air, it turned around, like a cloud-piercing swallow that had activated the wind power ** skill, and shot towards the shore

"Boom" Roy rolled and landed steadily. At his feet, a faint aura flickered in the flying dust

"Good" The praise of the dwarf axe spirit came from his ears: "Roy, you have absorbed all the aura, and the fighting qi has also been condensed to the extreme at the peak of the ninth layer. As long as you work harder, you can really condense the battle ring, don't relax"

"I understand," Roy nodded. The magic power in the body surged, and the water traces attached to the clothes instantly turned into water elements and dissipated.

"Not bad, not bad" The dwarf axe spirit looked a little excited, and muttered in his mouth, "I didn't expect that a fifth-level spiritual qi pill was actually absorbed by you by ninety percent." If it weren't for the dissipation of some aura before, you would be able to absorb 100% of it, which is too important. ”

"That's what it looks like. Roy shook his head, thinking of Augustus, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "With the wealth and heritage of a super family like the Golden Dragon, I'm afraid that the fifth-level and sixth-level Spiritual Qi Pill will have to be packed in a box, right?"

"You can't count it that way. The dwarf axe spirit smiled and said, "You have to understand, although the elixir is a great help for cultivation, the side effects are not small. There is a point in taking pills, not that the more you eat, the faster your cultivation will be. ”

"Oh?" Roy asked curiously, "Why?"

"Our fighting spirit comes from the source force, and the strength of the source force is not only based on the quantity, but also on the quality" Dwarf said: "The source power obtained by relying on cultivation to transform the energy of heaven and earth is the purest." Although the pill itself contains a lot of energy, no matter how powerful the pharmacist is, it is impossible for the pharmacist to completely refine the harmful impurities in the medicine. ”

"There's an old saying that 'medicine is poisoned'. Speaking of this, the dwarf's tone became stern, with some hint of admonition: "Therefore, after taking the pill, it must take a long time to digest and absorb it, cultivate it, and force the toxins in the source force out of the body. ”

"If someone wants to forcibly cultivate by taking a large amount of medicine through guò, then even if his source power can be improved quickly, it will be rootless. Not to mention that the cultivation of the exercises can't keep up, and the quality can't be compared to others of the same level. Drug toxins accumulate over time, and hidden dangers will be buried. ”

Roy nodded thoughtfully. He sat down under a large tree and asked, "Does this have anything to do with my ability to store aura?"

"Of course," the dwarf said, "When the medicine master refines, he will try to remove the harmful parts of the material. But there are always some that remain in the medicine. The harmful part of every pill is the same. These things don't emit automatically like aura. That is to say, "...," I can get three times as much aura as I receive one poison. Others, in order to gain three times the aura, have to receive three times as many toxins. Even if it were to clear these toxins from the source power through guò cultivation, it would take three times as long," Roy snapped.

"Yes," the dwarf laughed, "So, don't underestimate your ability. Moreover, the later the cultivation, the higher the level requirements for the elixir. When you reach Sophia's level, the aura provided by a five-star aura pill may not be as much as the heaven and earth energy that you can absorb in a day of cultivation. ”

"What about the seven-star eight-star, or nine-star and ten-star Aura Pill?" Roy asked.

"That's another benefit of your ability. The dwarf said, "The more precious the elixir, the more precious your abilities will be." ”

"For example, a ten-star God-given Spiritual Qi Pill, the magic core that is needed alone is at the level of the Beast King. Other precious materials are just as hard to come by. No matter how powerful a family is, it is impossible to obtain it at will. Therefore, in the case of obtaining a high-grade elixir at the same great cost, this ability of yours can guarantee that you will receive three times more benefits than others."

"I see. Roy suddenly realized, hey hey straight music.

From this point of view, compared with Augustus, he finally has a little upper hand. If the two of them also obtained a precious elixir, Augustus would have only eaten one. And he ate one and he topped him three.

Pills above level 10 are not something that can be found casually

"Okay, enough rest, get up and practice. "The sword spirit is still waiting for you to wake up." ”

Roy leaped to his feet, swept swiftly through a patch of bushes, ran deep into the jungle, and stood still in a clearing with circles drawn.

"Begin" the dwarf.

With a wave of Roy's hand, a small cyan wind blade slashed out into the air, severing a rope from a large tree.

As soon as the rope broke, the entire jungle felt like a chain of traps had been triggered. I saw the surrounding trees shaking violently, and sharpened wooden spears shot towards Roy like lightning, up and down in front of him and behind him, left and right, impermeable to the wind.

In the dense sound of "whoosh" breaking through the air, Roy's figure was wandering. The ruling in his hand has turned into an axe, constantly stabbing at the imaginary enemy in the void.

Burst. A wooden spear flew in.

Originally, the landing point of this wooden spear was Roy's left chest, but at Roy's critical moment, his body twisted strangely and pierced his arm.

Despite wearing second-tier armor, the sharp tip of the spear pierced Roy's arm.

However, he didn't have time to cry out for pain. At this moment, he had already focused all his attention on the point where the tip of the spear touched his body, and the muscles twisted and changed in an instant, changing shape, and with this subtle change, he tried to unload the power and reduce the damage.

"Four" heard the voice of the dwarven axe spirit in his head, "Your muscles are slowing down. If it's an enemy's sword, your hand will cut a large bloody hole. ”

Roy didn't answer, and took several wrong steps in a row, avoiding several wooden spears flying at the same time, and the muscles of his body twisted violently with a wooden spear that pierced his left leg.

When the wooden spear, which was supposed to be pierced into the lower abdomen, ended up only grazing the skin on the outer thigh, the dwarf's voice rang out: "Nine points and a small opening." The fatal wound turned into a skin wound, well done. ”

Roy was shot twice in a row, and in a hurry, he heard the dwarf's angry voice ringing continuously.

"You can't dodge it as simple as six points, the sword spirit will kill you when he wakes up"

"Three-point idiot concentration"

Roy gathered his mind, concentrating on the path of each wooden spear flying from him, his speed, and dodging quickly.

As the mind is concentrated, the score in the dwarf population gradually increases.

Moments later, the pre-designed wooden spears in the woods were gone, and Roy sped down to the next woods that were just as ready. ..., in the early morning sun, the figure of a black-haired teenager runs along the lake. Everywhere I passed, the trees swayed, making a noise like a torrential rain. Wooden spears shot out one after another, and the sound of whizzing through the air was endless.

By the time the training was over for a full hour, Roy's body was covered in bruises. Some of the bare skin was also bloody.

"Well done. The dwarf said: "Today's total score is twenty percent higher than the previous two days. It's kind of an introductory one. ”

Entry?

Roy collapsed on the grass, panting and sweating. There is only one question in my mind - what kind of monsters are these guys like axe spirits, sword spirits, and staff spirits

This answer, for the time being, don't try to figure it out. However, one thing Roy knows very well is that if he learns the skills of these guys, plus the magic core in his body that is the same as that of Warcraft, he is afraid that he will be the largest monster in the world

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, with the sound of a sinister soo, Mai'er, Ivan and others appeared in front of him on horseback.

"Here they are. "Dwarven Axe Spirit, "It's time to go"

"Muny City," Roy got up and muttered, "You say, what will they do if they know I'm in training camp?"

"Whatever they do," the dwarven axe spirit said lightly, "hack him to death"

"I think so too," Roy grinned, walked over to the smiling Malt and Ivan, turned on his horse, and turned his head to look at where the church was.

The saddle dedicated to Archbishop Loulian had been made two days earlier.

If the estimation is correct, at this time, Joseph should have stood in front of the archbishop with it. Waiting for his fate to be decided.

And he will also go to the city of Muni and truly embark on the road to the high world.

That's the journey

"Ha" Roy turned the horse's head, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and said in a longitudinal voice: "Let's go"

Amid the shouts, everyone followed.

Only the sound of horses' hooves was heard, and a moment later, six horses were already following Oliver as they sprang out like arrows.

In the silence of the woods by the lake in the city of Medding, only dappled sunlight and wooden spears are scattered all over the ground.

In the sound of the tumultuous forest waves, the sky is surging

On the second day of the New Year, I finally came to my senses. Although it is a little late, I still wish you all a happy new year. There are ferry tickets. Tomorrow will continue to update, no matter how much. ...... ，