Pushing open the door, two fair-faced maids were cleaning the aisles and corridors, and when they saw Kevin, they hurriedly bent down and saluted.

They tried to come in and sleep last night, but Kevin kicked them out.

Most of the nobles in this world would raise some good-looking maids to solve their physical problems, and the two of them were selected by Simon from the nearby villages.

For girls from poor families, working for Simon is paid more than doing farm work, and there is no need to worry about safety, and it is possible to gain Simon's favor and get rid of the status of miscellaneous labor.

But he wasn't hungry and thirsty yet, and at the age of this body, it would only be harmful to come into contact with it now. As an adult of sound mind, his self-control is still very strong.

The morning sun shone through the windows in the hallway, and the air was filled with the chill of dawn, and the grass tips were stained with crystal dew.

It's a new day, and everything is full of energy again.

On the training ground, Hulk was leading the sergeants in their morning exercises on the grass, they were wearing heavy silver armor and sandbags tied to their feet, but their steps were not slowed down by the weight at all, and the slogans were shouted so loudly that the guards in the fort who were still squinting and yawning were sleepy.

Since she had promised to drop off Esther yesterday, and she had to spend the day tidying up, the team had to rest for another day.

Kevin excitedly said to Randall, who was beside him, "Let's join the morning exercise as well." ”

"Okay, but the young master has to stop exercising when he feels tired. Randall thought Kevin was just a whim, afraid that he would overdo it and hurt his body.

"I'll take note, go. ”

The two walked straight to the group, and Randall briefly spoke to Hulk.

Hulk crouches down and straps Kevin with a small punching bag, and the two follow the tail of the group.

"One, two!"

Kevin shouted the trumpet as the sergeants followed. The speed of the whole team was not deliberately slowed down by Kevin's addition, which was what he requested, and Kevin didn't want to slow down the team's morning exercise alone.

Since his body has not fully grown, in order not to fall behind, he must take more frequent steps with his legs than others, which also consumes more physical strength.

After a while, the sweat soaked Kevin's inner lining, and the panting gradually became louder. He gritted his teeth, adjusted his breathing, and continued to follow the group.

Although the sergeants were in front of Kevin, they kept an eye on the young master. Kevin's persistence was beyond their expectations, and they couldn't help but secretly appreciate it.

It wasn't until the muscles in his legs trembled visibly that Kevin stopped his pace, and running again was a load on his body, so he and Randall quietly withdrew from the team.

After going back to his room and washing his body, Kevin changed into a white crewneck shirt. He took out the leather scroll in the carriage, the pages were yellowed and looked old. The book is interspersed with a large number of notes in different colors, presumably added by the predecessors of the Norton family.

The book is called "Clifford Fencing", and it can be put in the carriage, so I don't think it's a big deal.

However, the foundation of Kevin and the two generations of swordsmanship is still zero, and it is too difficult to practice swordsmanship directly, so yesterday I had to ask Simon to find a swordsmanship teacher to guide him.

The sword teacher was already waiting in the room, his name was Ronald, he was wearing a black robe, he had a mustache, and he was still a little reserved when he saw Kevin.

Kevin said, "Let's introduce swordsmanship first." ”

"Swordsmanship is not only a skill of sword dancing or sword assassination, but also a method of attracting life energy in the body. While practicing swordsmanship, it will also increase the coordination of the body, speed, strength, muscle control, and accelerate the formation of the core. ”

The core is the core of power that naturally arises in the body after the body has been exercised to a certain level. The birth of the kernel marks the official entry into the Great Knight level, and it will give the Great Knight strong burst and stamina, which is the guarantee of the Great Knight's strong combat power.

It is difficult for most people to reach the level of Great Knight in their lifetime, and even if they train day and night, they will not be able to form a core without extraordinary talent and luck.

It can be said that the knight level is the ultimate goal of people.

"Don't be in a hurry, speak slowly. Kevin handed Ronald a glass of water.

"Thank you. ”

Ronald raised his head and took a sip of the cup and said:

"The average person's utilization of muscle is quite low, only 20 to 30 percent. There is a body of strength, but it doesn't hurt when it hits others. Two people with the same strength, the degree of muscle control is different, and the lethality caused is very different, and practicing swordsmanship can effectively enhance the body's degree of control over the muscles. ”

"Top-notch swordsmanship can even attract the power of heaven and earth, turning the power of the elements into a sword blade, which has all kinds of incredible things. There are also swordsmanship that can be combined with special bloodlines, so that bloodlines can exert terrifying combat power. ”

"Of course, these swordsmanship are very rare, and I can only do some elementary swordsmanship. Ronald said with some abruptness.

"No problem, can Mr. Ronald show me the basics of swordsmanship?"

"Good. ”

Ronald drew the saber he was carrying, looked no longer restrained, took a pose, and brandished it. As if he had practiced countless times, Ronald's movements were very skillful, and with his swinging, there was a "whirring" sound that pierced the air in his ears.

Kevin concentrated, remembering Ronald's movements.

He picked up the silver crosssword on the table and swung it in imitation of Ronald's movements.

"Young Master, your movements are not standard. Not only will this not work, but it will also be counterproductive!" Ronald said, walking over.

He stretched out his palm to correct Kevin's movements: "When holding the sword, the tiger's mouth of the left hand is the index finger of the sword, and the rest of the fingers are bent inward to hold the sword boring. ”

"Hold the sword with five fingers in the shape of a fist and grasp the hilt of the sword, or hold the front of the hilt with the five fingers of the right hand in the shape of a snail, so that the sword and the arm are almost on the same branch. ”

After a few adjustments, Kevin's posture was already decent, and he did a few basic combinations of swordsmanship.

Lunge stabbing the sword, forking the cloth to reverse the sword, and resting to hold the sword.

Kevin's movements at the beginning were still a little jerky, and the sword dance was slow, and then gradually became coherent.

He discovered that this body had also practiced swordsmanship before, and as the movement deepened, the memory of the muscles was awakened, and the next movement would be made without the need for the brain to think about the body.

The conditioned reflexes formed by the muscles are not forgotten due to memory loss, which also gives Kevin some convenience that he will not have to practice for years as a swordsmanship foundation.

Ronald instructed on the side and asked: "Young Master still needs to practice more, even the most talented genius, his primary swordsmanship has been practiced thousands of times. ”

Kevin nodded, he naturally understood this truth. In the pursuit of great power, we must endure hardships and tribulations on the road, otherwise everything is utopian.

In this way, the two unknowingly practiced all afternoon.

Kevin asked the maid to prepare a hot bath, he has a slight habit of cleanliness, and he will try to keep his body clean when he can.

After a hearty lunch, he inquired about the address of Cass's residence in the village.

Although the black fog has not shown any harm so far, Kevin has always been worried. There was no description of Black Mist in the books, and he planned to go to Cass's residence to look for clues before leaving.

He didn't believe that the Black Mist was born out of thin air and that there must be some connection with Cass.

The village where Cass lived was very close to Xiling Town, and more than a dozen cavalrymen raised a gust of wind and dust on the loess path, disturbing the residents of the small village. Originally, Kevin had no intention of taking so many people on the trip, but he couldn't resist the stubborn Randall.

Explaining his intentions to the village chief, he pointed to one of the few high-rise buildings in the village and said, "That's Kas's home." ”

Unlike the dilapidated low-rise houses in the neighborhood, Cass's home is a three-story house made of off-white stone with sturdy walls.

The village chief was a white-haired old man, and as he walked, he chattered: "After Cass joined the guard, he began to be very prosperous. In the past few years, a new building has been built for his old mother with a broken leg, and she is considered rich in the village. It's a pity that a big mistake was made, and the whole family was executed by Lord Simon. ”

Kevin was a little unimpressed, speculating that most of Cass's financial resources were derived from theft.

Entering Cass's house, the wooden furniture was neatly arranged, and the wood ash under the boiler had not yet had time to be cleaned, presumably because Simon had been caught out of the cooking process.

Kevin first scanned the circle with his naked eyes, but found no black fog, so he had to search every corner of the house carefully.

After a while rummaging, Kevin didn't find anything strange. Most of the houses were filled with daily necessities and clothing, and Kas was not in the habit of keeping a diary, so he found nothing.

Kevin walked out with a regretful look on his face, and asked the village chief with some reluctance, "Is there any place where Kas frequents?"

He mostly stayed in Lord Simon's castle and only rested at home for a few days when he returned to the village, but some villagers saw him go to the island in the middle of the lake in the mountains every time he returned. The village chief recalled.

"Island in the middle of the lake, why did Cass go there?"

The village chief shook his head: "I don't know about this. ”

I looked up and saw that it was still early. Kevin took the sergeants to the island in the middle of the lake without stopping. The fishermen's wooden boats were rented, and the group rowed to the island in the middle of the lake.

As soon as you get on the island, a vague layer of water vapor floats on the surface of the surrounding lake, which is filled with mist, blocking the view and making it impossible to see the scenery outside the island.

The autumn sky was suddenly cloudy, and the dull thunder in the sky echoed through the mountains, as if it was going to rain.

"It's a sunny day. A sergeant whispered.

The vegetation on the island is extraordinarily lush, with shrubs almost knee-high and towering trees, obscuring all incoming eyes.

Kevin looked out into the darkness of the forest, and an indescribable longing rose in his heart, as if something was urging him forward.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and beckoned the team to explore the forest.