Training is painful, especially when someone else is sleeping and you are training. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Rob didn't know that he was a high-level mage, and he learned the swordsman's slashing and blocking with yarn.

Even if he finally trains into a generation of sword gods, he can't bring the sword with him when he casts the spell, and he can't go to war every time, he first finds a place to throw the sword, and then picks up the sword after rubbing the spell, not to mention the battle between the two armies, and whether he can successfully find the sword he lost before in the dark, people who don't know still think that he is walking his dog on the battlefield.

But after more than a day of getting along, the boy has almost touched Luo Luo's temper, he knows that the girl usually looks very talkative, but in fact there is a kind of stubbornness in her bones, when she insists on something, it is useless for others to say anything.

For example, on the question of whether to wear protective gear before, Rob estimated that if he dared to refuse her training plan, the final outcome would probably be to be beaten up again, and then honestly roll back to practice swords.

Since the final result is to practice the sword anyway, the future Super Magister decided not to look for a beating.

Although he was sleepy to death, Rob still managed to survive two full hours of magic training by Lolo.

But as the saying goes, there are gains and losses, and when God opens one door for you, he closes another window for you.

Rob's talent in magic is shocking, making countless magicians want to vomit blood with envy, but his talent in learning swordsmanship also makes Luo Luo want to vomit blood, but this time it is not envy but anger.

Luo Luo felt that he had never seen such a scumbag guy in his life, judging from the actions of the teenager, he really had no foundation at all, and he couldn't even grasp the sword steadily, which also made the rookie brave feel incredible, generally speaking, unless the children of the nobles, ordinary men would basically receive local militia training after the age of twelve, and learn some basic swordsmanship, if it wasn't for his serious practice, she really doubted that this guy was not deliberate, and retaliated against himself for not letting him sleep.

However, the reality is so cruel, in terms of swordsmanship, Mr. Quasi-Magister's level is worrying, the physical fitness of magicians is generally very improvised, and there is no comparison with the melee profession that relies on strength to eat, plus he has just walked all night, he is tired and messy, and the injury on the disc in his waist is not good, and he is trembling all over his body when he raises his sword.

Rob was completely relying on willpower to brac, parrying Luo Luo's hands were numb when he slashed him again and again, and then his head basically crashed, and Mr. Magician's eyes were blank, and he only knew that the mechanical repetition of the training action was like a small boat in a storm.

Rob only felt that every minute seemed like 10,000 years.

Finally, Luo Luo put away his sword and said, "Okay, let's practice here today." ”

For the young man at this moment, this sentence seemed to be a heavenly sound, Rob could no longer grasp the long sword in his hand, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the future super magister also fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Your talent is not very good, but it doesn't matter, diligence can make up for it, as long as you are willing to practice hard, you may not have some achievements in the future. The rookie brave man encouraged, and didn't forget to add later, "We'll continue tomorrow." ”

Rob was at a loss when he heard this, the word "diligence can make up for it" is very unfamiliar to the future Super Magister, in the Royal Academy of Magic of Tiste, he is a living legend, the elder brother of everyone worships, although sometimes he does not do very well, but the two old guys Steines and Deman usually yelled at him like this - Rob, no matter how lazy you meow, don't think about stepping into the ninth order before the age of sixty!!

Sometimes, the future Ultra Magister can't help but wonder if his existence is a little too inspiring for those who practice hard but are always slow to enter, but if they see the miserable situation of practicing the sword by themselves just now, maybe their hearts can be a little more balanced.

The boy lay on the ground for a while, and with great strength he managed to muster up a little strength, dragging his tired body and struggling to crawl back into his little hammock, and fell headlong on it without taking off his boots.

I don't know how long it took for Rob to be woken up by the person next to him, and the quasi-magister opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that the other party had made a gesture for him to prepare to go.

"Eh, are you going to leave now?" the young man yawned, sleepy-eyed, he felt that he hadn't slept enough at all, his head was still groggy, and what was even worse was that after the previous death training, he woke up and found that there was no place on his body that was not sore, and now even lifting his arms hurt to death, if he could, Mr. Magician really wanted to do nothing, and slept with him for three days and three nights.

"Everyone has finished eating, so I'm waiting for you. It was Edward's attendant of the old thief, a young man who was always smiling, and he added at the end, "You look tired, don't you?"

Rob waved his hand, he was too tired to even speak.

Walking out of the house, seeing Luo Luo who was packing up her things, the girl pointed to the food that was put aside, "Your share, hurry up and eat, we're going to leave after eating." ”

The boy originally thought it was brown bread and rice porridge again, but he didn't expect that there was a small piece of ham in the bowl.

"Where did this come from?" smelling the smell of meat, Rob couldn't help but feel refreshed, although the taste of this ham was not comparable to the small stove that the academy opened for him alone, but he couldn't stand the fact that the magician hadn't been stained with meat all day, and he had just undergone high-intensity training, and every pore in his body was calling for protein, and this small piece of ham came at the right time.

However, the boy clearly remembered that there should be no ham in Luo Luo's big travel bag before leaving.

"Just eat yours, don't worry so much. The girl lowered her head to sort out her luggage, and the sharp-eyed magician noticed that the bracelet on Lolo's right hand was missing.

"Wait, you got it in exchange for the bracelet, right?" Rob suddenly felt that the ham in his mouth didn't seem to be so delicious, and at that moment the young man's heart seemed to be hit by something.

"Well, don't guess. Lolo pulled out the bracelet from his pocket and shook it in front of someone.

The magician blushed.

"The head of the camp is my father's former ...... Well, a friend, the ham was given to us by him. After speaking, she pointed to the long sword on the ground, "I heard that you are training hard, and he also gave you this sword." ”

Rob bent down to pick up the long sword, with a sad face, and now his body weighed five pounds. And looking at this posture, I have to endure for quite a while on the road of no return to the swordsman.

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