readx; After Little Peter made his belief in becoming stronger that night, he became more serious about learning military command with Uncle William. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info As for learning martial arts with Uncle Henry, he also worked harder than before. However, perhaps because he is too young or because of his talent, his progress in this area really can't catch up with Eva on the side.

Although Eva was not as gifted as Peter Jr. in command and military theory, Uncle William also recognized her. He had told Little Peter that Eva was the most gifted girl he had ever seen in years, and that she might become a world-famous commander in the future. On the one hand, Peter Jr. is excited that Eva can have such a brilliant future, and on the other hand, he is even more immersed in penance, using Eva's achievements to motivate himself.

And so it went on for about another ten days.

On this day, little Peter was training with Eva in the martial arts hall. Both of them were dressed in protective armor and metal helmets with only one pair of eyes exposed. Little Peter can only barely use a two-handed sword until now, so the weapon in his hand is naturally a two-handed sword.

However, due to his relatively young age, it is more exaggerated to hold a two-handed sword that looks about the same height as him.

Eva was different from Little Peter, when Little Peter was still thinking about how to use his two-handed sword well. Eva has already shown her talent for martial arts. In Uncle Henry's words, she was born to be a warrior.

Eva is now proficient in weapons such as two-handed swords, sabers, and spears. What she was holding in her hand was a wooden flail. Originally, the authentic flail should have been a stick-shaped handshake, with a wolf's tooth hammer in the front and an iron chain in the middle. However, now Eva is learning how to wield this weapon, so she has a wooden flail that Uncle Henry specially built for her. Just in case she didn't know how to beat little Peter to the head and break the bloodstream.

Little Peter carefully watched Eva's breathing and shoulder movements. These are all things that Uncle Henry taught him.

Little Peter only saw Eva standing there calmly, as if she were very undefended and full of flaws. But now he doesn't rush as stupidly as he used to. He waited patiently, hoping that he would find an opportunity to make a move.

For a long time, the two remained motionless.

Henry yawned heavily, boredly. He really didn't know what to say. So I can only continue to keep my mouth shut and be a transparent person on the side.

Little Peter didn't care to wipe the sweat from the nervousness on his forehead. Besides, he can't wipe it with his helmet on. I can only pray secretly in my heart that I don't let the sweat get into my eyes.

Eva looked at little Peter without blinking, patiently waiting for the right moment.

Suddenly, she seemed to see little Peter's eyes close in agony, though only for a brief moment. She didn't have time to think of any reason, so she directly bullied forward, waved the flail in her hand, and slapped it towards the opposite side.

Little Peter was shocked when he closed his eyes, and he didn't care about the discomfort of his eyes, and hurriedly opened his eyes, only to find that Eva had rushed to him. The flail in his hand ran towards his head. He quickly leaned over and shrank his head to dodge the fatal blow. But the lead has already been taken by Eva. So he had to keep backing away to avoid the opponent's attack. All of a sudden, all in front of me was the ghosting of flails flying around and the whirring of the wind.

He gasped and adjusted his pace, waiting for a chance to fight back. However, Eva didn't have that chance. She played steadily and unhurriedly, mastering her offensive rhythm. forced little Peter to retreat again and again.

Henry finally got serious, he carefully observed the performance of the two people in the field and silently scored in his heart.

Little Peter didn't seem to want to wait any longer, and after flashing Eva's blow, he took advantage of the momentum and took a step forward and slashed his two-handed sword at the opponent. Eva dodged the blow with ease, and stumbled forward to subdue little Peter as he stumbled due to the force he had exerted.

Little Peter sighed in frustration and lifted his helmet to reveal his sweaty face. Eva looked at him, smiled, and walked over to Henry.

Henry waited until they both came over before he began to evaluate the competition. When talking about some specific movements or mastery of rhythm, he will also go down and demonstrate it himself.

Little Peter turned his head to look at Eva, who was listening attentively, and showed a wry smile.

Wait for Uncle Henry to wave his hand to signal that today's lesson is over. The two of them hurriedly saluted and then left the hall together. Eva shook her brown hair, and her pale green eyes showed a hint of pampering. She said to little Peter, "How do you feel, don't be too tired." ”

Little Peter shook his head. As he walked towards the old man's room, he chatted with Eva about how to master the rhythm and the pace of the attack.

Wait until they get to the old man's room. Unexpectedly, there were monks standing outside the room who had never seen them before. Little Peter's face turned pale at once, and he threw himself at the door in fright.

The monks looked at the two of them and made no gesture to stop them. Little Peter hurried into the room. I saw the old man leaning on a cushion and half-sitting on the bed, chatting with a silver-haired old man in a black robe. When the old man saw little Peter come in, he winked at him and smiled and waved his hand. When he came to him, he pointed at him and turned to the silver-haired old man and said, "No, do you remember?" This is the little boy you handed over to me. I don't even recognize it. He smiled and looked in good spirits.

The silver-haired old man looked at little Peter carefully for a long time, then he turned his head to the old man and said, "All right, Andre. I've been waiting for you for twelve years since we last separated. I didn't even think I'd ever see you again. Now that everyone is together again, it shows that this is all the guidance of fate. So you should agree with me by now about the upbringing of this child. ”

The old man pursed his lips and hesitated before nodding helplessly.

When the silver-haired old man saw this, he turned his head to little Peter, who was looking confused, and said seriously, "All right, son, you can call me Bishop von Ratelland. We'll have time to explain the rest. Now I think you must be by Andre's side. So please cherish your time. ”

The silver-haired old man, oh, is Bishop Rutleland, and he stood up. He walked over to Eva and looked at her and smiled. He looked meaningfully at Eva and then at little Peter, smiling contentedly. He said to the old man: "I can't imagine that Andre has never done a few good things in your life. But he always meets good seedlings and always adopts them. I have to admire you. ”

When the old man heard this, he grinned and showed a smile of relief. He pointed at the other party and said with a smile: "If you say Eva, then I agree with you." William and I both think she's absolutely, absolutely capable of growing to the point of being admired. ”

Bishop Rattelland nodded vigorously when he heard the old man's words, revealing an expression of approval.

Eva was not very embarrassed to let the old man speak, she lowered her head and stirred her hands together, not knowing where to put it. Just when she was feeling uncomfortable, she heard Bishop Rattland say to her, "Please relax. Your name is Eva, isn't it? Relax and remember that you don't have to be shy about other people's compliments. You are you, and I await the day when you will be famous. I believe that it is not very long, nor is it illusory. You and Peter were both here by fate. Then I have an obligation to train you to become talents. And I have a lot of confidence in myself. I think you're going to be able to shock the whole continent with my teaching. He made a cross on his chest and slowly left the room.

Little Peter waited for Bishop Rutleland to leave the room before he let out a sigh of relief. He asked the old man curiously, "Grandpa, who is this?"

The old man laughed and said, "Do you remember what I told you last time?" You are what he held for me, and only he knows about your background. As for who he is, he is Bishop von Rattleland. Of course, of course, you don't understand that. Well, he was the last Chancellor and Deacon in the history of the Holy See. He is one of the few cardinal archbishops in the Holy See today, as they are commonly called, cardinals. Little Peter let out a cool breath and fell silent.