Chapter 44: Decision

On the third day of morning exercise, Pat couldn't contain his curiosity and asked Reddy, "Reddy, what are the big iron wheels and iron chair in the corner of the yard for?

Reddy shook his head, "That's not a toy, it's a piece of equipment I used to train before." Or it's okay to give it to children as a toy, it's just that they don't like to play with it. ”

"Training equipment? I don't understand. Pat looked at the two things carefully, and couldn't see anything to do with training.

"When I was a child, I played in the mountains and forests, and once I accidentally made a wild honeycomb, and countless wild bees pounced on me. I was so frightened that I closed my eyes and danced around with the branches in my hands, although I had shot down a lot of wild bees, but I was still stung all over my head and bruised, and I had been raising them at home for more than a month. It was this wild bee incident that left a shadow on my soul. Don't laugh, this is what the master said. Reddy looked at the laughing Pat unhappily.

"Well, I'm sorry, it's me who doesn't do it, you continue. Pat apologizes to Reddy.

"I used to learn swords with my father, and when I came to Moriente, I learned swords from Uncle Galillando, the owner of the Crow Tavern. Don't look at him limping, he's a gold-level swordsman. I did really well when I practiced solo. But as soon as I hold a sword and fight against someone, as long as I see the sword light wielded by my opponent, I can't help but think of the cold light flashing at the tail of the tail needle when those wild bees stung me, so I will close my eyes uncontrollably, and dance the sword in my hand as a branch. Back then, my father and now Uncle Garilando were angry with me, saying that I really didn't know how to learn swords......"

"Isn't it good that you're using a sword now, and you didn't have that problem when you competed with me yesterday?" Pat didn't think that Reddy would have the habit of closing his eyes. Yesterday evening, he tried it with Reddy, and what made him unconvinced was that his Black Iron Three Star actually had a tie with Reddy's Bronze Three Star. And in the competition, Raidy was not found to close his eyes, on the contrary, his eyes were wider than the brass bell, staring closely at his every move. This made him a little skeptical that Reddy's statement was true.

"Of course there's nothing wrong with it now, it was the master who cured me, and it was those two instruments that were used. The big wheel is called the hollow wheel, and the iron chair is called the swivel chair. Reddy said.

"Hollow wheels, swivel chairs, these two things can cure your habitual eye closure? Tell me, how can you cure it?" said Pat.

"Well, after I followed the master, I was discovered by the master within a few days that I liked to close my eyes. So the master patiently asked me what was the reason for me to close my eyes habitually? Finally, I was reminded of the wild bees I encountered when I was a child, and the master said that it was these wild bees that left a shadow in my heart, so that I was easy to close my eyes and be out of sight when I encountered danger. It's an ostrich mentality. Don't ask me what an ostrich is, I don't know. The owner said that it was a kind of bird that lived in the desert, and when they encountered an enemy, they would stick their heads in the sand, thinking that if they could not see the enemy, they would be in no danger. Do you think there's such a stupid bird?"

"And then?" said Pat, listening with relish.

"The master said that it would take a long time to cure my disease, and what kind of psychological enlightenment would be carried out, and the fear of danger should be slowly changed. But he said there was a quick treatment that was painful and uncomfortable, but it allowed me to add a visual ability that slowed things that were moving fast in my eyes. As long as I can see things at a slow speed, I will not feel the danger and I will habitually close my eyes, so that my problems will naturally be cured. Reddy said.

Pat asked, "Is that the one you chose for the quick cure?"

"Of course, when the owner asked me which method to choose, I naturally chose the quick treatment. So the owner customized this hollow runner and swivel chair. It's just that I never thought these two things would be so scary, and it took me two months to get used to it. The master said that I was all right, and then he brought a swarm of wild bees, smeared me with honey, and gave me a sword so that I could concentrate on stabbing them all. I was scared, but when the bees were released, I really noticed that their speed suddenly slowed down, and I could even see their fluttering wings clearly, and I easily stabbed them to death with my sword. Reddy had an unbearable look on his face when he mentioned the treatment process, but he was excited when he talked about the results.

"The owner said that the visual ability I now have is called dynamic vision, and as long as I pay attention, I can detect the movement of fast objects. Like yesterday, Brother Pat, you and I competed, and all your sword attacks on me were clearly seen by me, and it was effortless to deal with them. Even if you are a black iron three-star, you can't help me, a bronze three-star, so we have a draw. Reddy's eyebrows fluttered, and he looked proud

Pat looked at the hollow runner and swivel chair in the corner, and his heart moved: "Then Reddy, if I train with this hollow runner and swivel chair like you, will I be able to have that dynamic vision like you?"

Reddy was stunned: "It should be possible, I heard the master say that these two things are originally used to train ordinary people to have dynamic visual ability, if you want to, I can ask the master if he wants to." But big brother Pat, the training process is really hard and painful, and maybe you will feel like life is worse than death. Do you want to stop thinking about it?"

Pat shook his head: "Don't think about it, if I have the same dynamic vision ability as you, my strength will definitely go further, so that I can better protect the young master." I'll ask the young master myself. ”

"No, no, I'll ask for you. Reddy suddenly became excited, turned around and ran towards the house.

Pat touched the hollow wheel and the swivel chair and thought, "These two things look simple, are they really as scary and unbearable as Reddy said? ”

Reddy quickly ran back, elated: "Brother Pat, the master agreed." But he said that if you want to train, you have to keep going, and you can't give up halfway. ”

Pat said, "I promise to stay the course and never give up halfway, I swear." ”

"Alright, why don't we start here?" Master said, I'll do it to you the way I've been trained, and make sure you have the same dynamic visual abilities as I do. Reddy seemed a little gloating.

Maybe it's my delusion?' Pat thought to himself.

At this time, there was the sound of a horse-drawn carriage outside the courtyard door, and it was Sister Klee who was riding a public carriage in the residential area to buy from the market in the commercial area.

Reddy and Pat went over to help her take bags of items off the car and carry them to the warehouse.

Reddy asked, "Sister Klee, what do you have for lunch?"

"Cook steak at noon, fish stew, vegetable salad, fruit pudding, and Alyssa's favorite chicken thigh," Klee said. ”

"Well, Sister Klee, let's make one less steak at noon, so you don't have to waste it. Reddy said.

"Why, won't the young master come back for lunch at noon?" Klee asked.

Reddy smiled: "It's not the young master, you'll find out soon......"

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It was late at night, everything was quiet, and even the usual croaking of frogs on the shore of Moon Lake was much less.

Outside the window, the silver moonlight quietly sprinkled the silent Dawn Academy, painting the forest, meadow, house, and house with a layer of silver-gray new clothes.

Lorist got up and stood in front of the window looking at the moon lake in the moonlit night. The night breeze blows the white curtains and dances in the silver moonlight.

Looking at the hourglass in front of the table, it should be about two o'clock in the middle of the night. But Lorist was still not sleepy, and after hesitating for a long time, Lorist decided to go for a walk by the Moon Lake, perhaps that would calm his heart......

August has passed, and now it should be September 1st. The academy is officially on holiday.

A few days ago, President Peterson delivered a box containing thirty gold dollar scrolls to Lorlist, and repeatedly thanked the instructors and assistants of the teaching group, because Young Master Peterson, like the remaining dozens of students, had awakened his fighting spirit.

Dean Levins also handed out the promised prize of 1,000 gold mergers, plus President Peterson's 3,000 gold coins and the remaining funds from the previous month, for a total of more than 4,000 gold medals. Lorist took three hundred as the head teacher, and Hughes, Marin and Amphia, the three deputy head teachers, each took two hundred gold coins. 100 gold coins for each of the 24 instructors and 50 gold coins for each of the 24 teaching assistants. Everyone was smiling, and the remaining dozen or so gold coins became the cost of celebration, and after a night of partying at the Crow Tavern, even Lorist was vomited three times.

And that duel on the day of the external challenge, Lorist finally confirmed his title of silver invincibility with a record of 3,000 consecutive victories. Now that the event is over, Dawn Academy has asked the instructors and students of the academy's sculpture major to take a comprehensive and detailed body measurement of Lorlist. At the beginning of the next semester, a life-size bronze statue of Lorist will stand in the academy, and the story of Black Iron Rock and Silver Invincible will become an eternal legend of Dawn Academy.

In a few days, the plate on El's side will be settled, and Lorist will have another 26,000 gold fords in his pocket, plus the family's savings, there will be a wealth of nearly 30,000 gold coins, which can be regarded as sitting on 10,000 family property. In the city of Morente, he can also be called a rich man, more than the upper than the lower, even if he doesn't do anything for ten years, it doesn't matter if he is lazy and lazy.

The next semester starts in October, and the academy can't arrange any more tasks for Lorlist, who can stay at home and enjoy it comfortably, or form a team with his friends to go on an adventure, which is how he used to come. Now that the affairs of the academy are over, and there is a holiday, it stands to reason that there should be no burden and a vacation, but Lorist always feels as if he is pressed by something, and the heavy feeling makes him feel uneasy to eat. Like this night, Lorist found herself losing sleep again.

The light of the silver moon shone on the moon lake, sparkling.

Lorist sat on a rock by the lake, looking at the surface of the lake wrinkled by the night wind, silently contemplating......

Yes, I am indeed running away. A few days ago, I could still use the excuse of dueling, the Douqi Enlightenment Class and other college affairs to avoid choosing to make that decision. Now, everything is over, and I finally have to face that choice.

Why do you want to go back and inherit the territory?It's a completely strange place, strange people, and there is a need to solve the family's dilemma, it's a fire pit, is it really that good to be a lord?Lorist can't figure out that he has lived in Molente City for ten years and is familiar with everything here. It has its own friends, its own job, its own legend, and this is its own home.

Lorist really didn't want to go back to be a lord, and he was very satisfied with his current life. Just like after ten days of Setkamp, he admitted to Lorist that life here was a paradise compared to the family territory. Whether it is food, clothing or use, the family territory cannot be compared with here, it is too remote and backward.

But why do you always feel throbbing in your heart? There always seems to be an unwilling voice in my heart calling for me to leave here and return to my hometown to inherit the territory, this may be the soul imprint left by the Norton family in this body, it longs to return to its hometown to revitalize the family, that is the deepest wish buried in the deepest heart of every Norton descendant.

Yes, I have already made a decision to stay in Moriente City and do not want to go back to inherit the territory and become a remote country lord, and there is a contradiction with the soul mark hidden in the bones of this body, so I will be heavy-minded, restless, insomnia and other symptoms have appeared, and I don't know what the body will be tortured into if I continue to make trouble. Perhaps, as long as you survive until March next year, it doesn't matter, at that time, the family domain will choose the illegitimate son of Lord Baron as the lord, and it will be none of your business.

In fact, what does it matter if the bastard is born, isn't it all the blood inheritance of the Baron? Why should it be so clear? A strong throbbing suddenly appeared in his heart, and he felt a chill all over his body.

"Ahh

Okay, okay, an illegitimate child is an illegitimate child, naturally it's not as good as me, the heir of the orthodox bloodline, little Locke, now we are two in one, my soul and your body, whoever has an accident will not feel good, please don't toss it, okay? Lorist whispered to his body begging for mercy. The heart gradually calmed down, but Lorist seemed to hear a low cry: I want to go home, I want to go home......

yes, I want to go home too. Little Locke, you can go back to your home, but I can't go back to my home......

Lorist sat on the rocks by the lake and wept silently, and the tears on his face had dried when the sky was shining. Lorist stood up and said to the newborn Chaoyang, "Little Locke, let's go home together." ”