"What?"

"Nope. Ron shook his head, he didn't know what to say about Bill's talent.

He asked, looking up. "Do you still have this, I want a copy. ”

"Originally, it was going to sell five copper plates, but since our relationship is so iron, I'll give you this one. Bill said generously.

Although he was still a little skeptical about Bill's ranking, it undoubtedly saved a lot of effort for him to study the fighting methods of other subordinates, at least he wouldn't look for it little by little.

"Thanks. Ron smiled and carefully put away the parchment, then asked tentatively. "By the way, in addition to the ranking of knights, have you ever been a trainee knight?"

"This is not the case. Bill thought for a moment. "But I have other things that I've put together. ”

"Huh?" Ron froze.

He just asked a little bit just now, but he didn't expect Bill to really have it.

"If you want to see, come to my room after eating. Bill said mysteriously. "Those are the treasures I worked so hard to collect, and no one has seen them yet. ”

"Of course, thank you. Ron said immediately.

With his understanding of Bill's personality, if he said that he had information about the apprentice knight, he might really be able to do him a great favor.

After a brief breakfast, Ron followed Bill to the lodging area.

Half an hour later, Ron walked out of Bill's room with a piece of parchment with a complicated expression.

The parchment was nothing but the details of Nick, a midshipman.

"What a terrible talent," Ron muttered unconsciously as he looked at the dense information on it.

This parchment not only records Nick's habits and hobbies, but also the swordsmanship and weapons he is good at.

Even every time he does what task, when he does it, and what the result is, it is clearly written.

Almost except for what underwear Nick wears every day, it's all over it.

Moreover, this is not just Nick, the information of the twenty probationary knights in the territory is Bill, and I don't know how he went to great lengths to collect it.

After a long time, Ron blinked after reading the information on the parchment, "Bill, this guy"

If this was in his previous life, he would definitely be a powerful paparazzi even if he wasn't a spy.

In Bill's information, Ron knew that Nick was not originally from this territory, but came from somewhere else three years ago, and then was recognized by the lord with great strength in a very short period of time, and obtained the title of apprentice knight.

Aside from being good at using one-handed cross-swords, no particularly hidden weapons have been found so far.

Speed and strength were in the middle of the pack of twenty apprentices, and he was low-key, most closely associated with Helga and Filius.

He is used to practicing swordsmanship every morning, and he has no special hobbies other than sweets.

Putting the parchment away, Ron fell into deep thought.

"If this information is true, then it seems that Nick's strength is not ridiculously strong, maybe not much different from some individual powerful knights, but he has extremely rich combat experience and swordsmanship skills. ”

However, Ron noticed a strange piece of information mentioned in Bill's profile.

That is, Nick is not a native here, but has joined from the outside.

"Being low-key and not having many friends, would it have anything to do with the frame-up?" he vaguely felt that he had discovered something.

If it weren't for the fact that the memory had become very fragmented, he might have discovered some clues.

"It's not too late, though. Ron looked up into the distance. "If I'm not mistaken, I was attacked from a horse that framed me, even though I didn't have any combat experience at the time, but in the case of the exiled outcasts, it was too late to hide when I encountered the knights, and I didn't think to pick up a weapon to attack or rather, it wasn't just the homeless people who attacked me, but other people."

He still remembered that he had gone on a mission with three other knights and many militiamen, and in that case, there was no place where the knights or militiamen could have been 'accidentally injured', so there were only so-called 'outcasts'.

"Moreover, I was the only one who was injured afterwards, so it seems that someone was mixed with the homeless people at that time and deliberately attacked him. ”

The Bester Empire is in the midst of war all year round, and there are often a large number of displaced people in the border area because of the war, and for some displaced people who enter the territory, most of the lords will carry out forced expulsion, and if there is a serious situation, necessary actions will be taken.

In my impression, the final result of that group of homeless people was only to kill a few slow runners, most of them had escaped cleanly, and some of them might have been lucky enough to stay in the territory, but it was also very difficult to find them.

"If that's the case, then Nick may have someone out there, maybe he can start here"

It would not be difficult for a low-key man with only three or four friends to find out what he was doing, provided that his guess was correct, of course......

A month later.

The afternoon sun shone on the somewhat empty training grounds, the sky was covered with white clouds, and loud shouting could be heard from time to time in the distance.

Dressed in brown leather armor, Ron stood in a corner of the clearing with two wooden swords in both hands.

He squinted slightly, as if thinking about something, and the two wooden swords in his hands trembled slightly from time to time, as if with some kind of special rhythm.

Suddenly, his expression moved.

The two wooden swords in his hand slashed directly forward at a very fast speed, followed by diagonal slashes, straight stabs, upward picks, and downward slashes.

The subtle 'snort' sound was faintly connected.

Every movement of the basic sword technique actually became a little blurry as he swung it, like two brown afterimages.

At his feet, the dust was gradually blown up by the sword wind, swirling like a gray whirlwind.

With a 'snap', Ron suddenly stopped his figure and looked thoughtfully at the two wooden swords in his hand.

At this time, a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breath was slightly short.

For a long time, he smiled a little satisfied.

"In that case, Granger's dual sword skills, I almost already understand. ”

The extremely fast speed and the coherence of the two swords, although the strength is a little weak, but the actual blow is more powerful than the one-handed sword, it can be said that this fighting technique of Granger is an extremely explosive fighting style.

However, the disadvantage is also very obvious, that is, it cannot be used persistently.

"I don't have as much stamina as Granger, and I can only sustain two minutes of non-stop rapid attacks at most, and then I'll go into a state of disengagement, and I won't be able to recover in ten minutes. Ron analyzed it carefully. "However, I don't have to use dual swords, just as a hole card, although the other combat skills are weaker, they are enough. ”

Over the course of a month, Ron had not only imitated Granger's dual-sword swordsmanship, but had been paying attention to most of the knightly servants on the parchment that Bill had given him, as long as it was suitable.

Even, through continuous learning of other people's swordsmanship, his current swordsmanship has deviated somewhat from the original single basic swordsmanship, but has become a trend towards a higher level of swordsmanship.

Although he hasn't really fought against other servants, Ron believes that his current strength is definitely not comparable to that of a month ago.

After a short break, Ron looked at the stats bar under his eyes.

'Skills: Basic Swordsmanship (85% Proficiency), Basic Fighting Skills (32% Proficiency), Basic Archery (35%), Gothic Linguistics (18%)'

'Attributes: Strength 1.6, Agility 1.4, Constitution 1.8, Intelligence 1.3. Status: Healthy. ’

"It's 85% progress, and today it's 3% more and the strength has reached 1.6, which is good. Ron nodded.

Based on his inference, this sword mastery is not much different from that of the top ten knights.

The rest of the difference is simply in the individual's physical fitness or the presence of the person in battle.

And now the bearded Del, who practices fighting with him every day, was no longer his opponent more than ten days ago.

It's just that because he doesn't want to expose too much, everything looks the same as usual.

With a sigh of relief, Ron put the two wooden swords back on the weapon rack. "Judging from the current strength, this is already the maximum limit I can do, if I want to go further, I can only slowly hone it through time, and completely turn all my skills into combat instincts."

After all, his current body is only an ordinary fifteen-year-old boy, and being able to do this can only be said to be a miracle in the eyes of most people.

However, even though the strength has been greatly improved, there is not much to gain in terms of information about Nick in this month.

He really doesn't seem to be in any way out of the way, as the information says.

Even, during this month's silent investigation, Ron discovered that Nick was either in the lord's castle or in the training camp of the Lord, and did not go anywhere else or contact strangers at all.

And, most strangely, Ron hasn't been exposed to any frame-ups or anything like that this month, even alone or on a mission.

It's as if Nick had forgotten about him.

"Could it be that my previous assumption was wrong, Nick didn't have anyone outside, but what did the outcast explain?" Ron couldn't help but be a little skeptical.

Of course, this is only suspicion, after all, everything points to a real artificial frame-up.

You know, the original Ron is also really dead.

"Maybe I'm missing something. ”

Just as Ron pondered something, a gruff voice came from a distance.

"Hi Ron. ”

Hearing someone call him, Ron looked up to see Kaye smiling at him outside the clearing, where a gray-haired Kaye was smiling.

"I guessed you'd be here. ”

"What's the matter with me, Kaye?" Ron asked directly after seeing his appearance

"That's right, it's a mission, two days later, in the early morning, we went to the Lannis area with the third team to encircle and suppress a group of foreign bandits. ”