The knight's heart was filled with excitement from George Towne.

"Look, look, I shot this arrow. George bragged to his buddy Greg about his achievements, "An arrow in the chest of this bat, haha, that's accurate!

"It's a magic bat, not a bat. The Sebastian butler calls it the "Steam Magic Bat" because it spews steam. Have you ever seen a bat that spews steam?" Greg corrected angrily.

"I've only seen soup pots spew steam. George laughed and said, "Whatever it was, I shot it anyway." ”

"I remember that was the fourth arrow you shot," Greg's tone was a little disdainful, "four arrows only hit one arrow, what is there to show off, I think you can only bully and bully the hens in the castle!"

George didn't care about his companion's sarcasm, for he saw in the latter's eyes an unconcealed envy. This young man of his age failed to play a role in this battle, and naturally he couldn't get used to his current complacent appearance.

"That's because I was a little nervous, but anyway, I shot it. George raised his eyebrows and repeated the phrase, "This is my first worthy prey, and when I am to be separated from my family, I will take it as my family coat of arms! ”

"Not good!" Greg kicked the corpse on the ground with some irritation, "It was stabbed down by 'Longface Dick', and it should be his credit." ”

"It was I who shot this bat, no, the devil's bat, and it was about to die, so Dick guy went up and made up for it. George said unconvinced, "The worst should be the record of the two of us." ”

"Then you can only draw half of the coat of arms. The little friend teased.

"This is just the beginning, I'll just shoot a few more in the next fight, it's not a big deal. "Should I cut off the ears of this demon bat and keep it as a trophy?" he pondered the feasibility, "after all, this is the first prey I have acquired in battle. ”

"Only a rude, savage guy like a barbarian would do that. Greg looked disdainful, "I'm talking about the Nord barbarians!" he lowered his voice, "I'll tell you, they used to have a tradition of cannibalism, and they didn't eat orcs, gnolls, or kobolds. All of them are human beings, they are blood relatives, my God! This is unimaginable, a brute who drinks blood! No wonder that Nord man likes to eat blood sausage so much. ”

"Jazz also likes to eat blood sausages. George retorted. He loved the stories of the Nord adventurers.

"......" companion was a little speechless, "Sir...... Of course Sir is different!" He stiffly defended, his gaze drifted in the direction of Sir Yarman, and suddenly his face became a little dissatisfied, "Hey, what did that guy do with Sir again?".

George followed Greg's gaze and saw the Nord adventurer walking up to Sir Yarman, and the two seemed to be talking about something, "We'll see." ”

"But Sir let us and the hunters learn how to clean the battlefield. Greg hesitated.

"Have you learned?"

"I'm not going to learn! I'm going to be a knight in the future, like my father and Sir Arman, a knight lord! I'm going to learn how to kill the enemy, how to make the enemy fearful, and how to clean up the battlefield with the militia in charge. ”

"That's it. Let's go and listen. George encouraged, "Sir Yarman will not criticize us. Let's go and learn, yes, learn from the experience of that Nord adventurer, he killed 5 demon bats, this guy is really powerful!"

"Hmph, Nord barbarian, just rely on your own brute strength......" Greg said disdainfully, but his voice was weak.

George pulled Greg behind the Yarman Knight, and the Cadet Knight next to him glared at the two of them, but didn't say much.

Although Dennis is theoretically George's coach and mentor, because this coach is not much older than George, and he is not an official knight, and Dennis is more generous by nature, George is not afraid of him at all.

Unlike Greg, who was afraid of Sir Yarman, he was afraid to die.

Approaching, George hears the Nord adventurer telling Jazz in detail about his plan, a new way to rid the monsters. George listened and nodded involuntarily in his heart.

Although he didn't know much about this, judging by his limited combat qualities, the method that this Nord man said was obviously more reasonable, but he didn't know if Sir Yarman would agree.

After hearing this, Sir muttered, "This is a good idea. He nodded slowly, "However, the water near the hot springs is so thick that if you want to attract strangeness, you have to go deep into it." You know, it's a very dangerous thing to do. Who, then, is going to attract those monsters out?" said Sir as he looked at the Nord adventurer, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"My suggestion, naturally, is up to me. The Nords didn't care, "You just need to get ready about two or three hundred meters away from the next hot spring, and I'll take care of the rest." He said confidently.

......

After the team was repaired, Sir Yarman led the group to the place where the next hot spring was.

The interval between each hot spring is not too far, and George used to come here to bathe often when he was fine. Soak your body in the hot springs and relax your muscles in the warm water and steam.

Not only that, but he would "occasionally" encounter some of the village's girls who shared his hobbies washing their bodies in the hot springs, and whenever George suddenly appeared at the hot springs and kindly asked if they needed help, the girls would scream shyly and pick up rocks to throw George.

George liked it when they threw rocks at him, because whether he was picking up stones or throwing stones, these movements always allowed him to see some beautiful pictures in the cover of the girls' arms......

The group had not gone far before it stopped again, and Sir Yarman and the Nord adventurer had spoken a few words, and the Nord adventurer nodded, and prepared to walk alone to the steamy place.

At this moment, an idea popped into George's mind - he wanted to go with the Nord adventurer.

He was not the kind of person who looked ahead and backwards, and once he had an idea, he ran to the Nord man with his bow and arrow, and said to the man in his puzzled gaze, "Hey, big man, let me go with you." Don't worry, I can take care of myself, I run faster than a dirt dog, every time I go to old John's house to steal plums, his earth dog never catches up with me!"

George didn't say how much he could make a difference, he knew that no matter how good he said, it would certainly not be convincing in the eyes of the other party. He only needs to make it clear to the other party that he will not be holding back. Only then will it be possible for the other party to bring themselves.

The Nords looked at him with some surprise, and then looked up at Sir Yarman and Dennis.

"Don't mess around. Dennis frowned and whispered.

"I'm here to learn, not to fool around. George put on a rare serious expression, "I know I can't be a knight, and I don't want to be a knight, so I want to learn some other combat skills." ”

In fact, George was just just curious, and had no other ideas. But he knew what kind of reason to use to convince his boss - a high-sounding truth, and Dennis ate this.

Trainee Knight Dennis opened his mouth, but only sighed, and said nothing, while Sir Yarman remained silent.

"Do you know which end of the spear to stab a monster?" the Nord asked.

He's making fun of me, "The pointed end." George replied in a serious, serious manner.

"For the sake of how many times you've poured me wine, follow along. The Nord beckoned to George, "I can only guarantee that you won't lose your life, but I can't guarantee what you can learn." The tall, muscular Nord man smiled, and it was a terrible smile.

"Because the best experience is bought with life. ”

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