Running along the familiar path leading to the palace, the fragrance of flowers, butterflies and bees fluttering, and the tall and thin trees are green and proud, leaving shades to enjoy the shade. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sun is shining, the sky is blue, and the whole body is filled with a smooth mood as if the soul has been purified.

Harry met the maids at work along the way, greeted them warmly as usual, and followed the same path to the training pavilion.

As Harry expected, Uncle Bryce, His Majesty's personal bodyguard, waited for Harry's arrival on time as usual, leaving others with an unfathomable back, staring at the clear lake in front of him.

Probably because it was too hot at noon, the black bears and bunnies who usually wanted to bully Harry hid, which made Harry a lot easier and entered the pavilion smoothly.

"Uncle Bryce, good afternoon. ”

Harry said hello.

"Today, as yesterday, it's a simulated confrontation. ”

Uncle Bryce turned around and tossed Harry a longsword with substance.

"Hey, isn't it a wooden sword?"

"Presumably, with a toy like a wooden sword, a long sword that can make people bleed can make you experience more realism. ”

Uncle Bryce explained as he looked at Harry, who was puzzled by the quality of the sword in his hand, as he pulled his saber from his waist.

Is it finally serious, Harry looked at the middle-aged man who drew the sword from his waist, and realized that this battle could be different, this time it was a real battle.

Thinking about it slightly, Harry's expression also became serious, and the starting hand of Munster's royal swordsmanship was ready, the long sword stood in front, one hand behind him, and his body was straight.

Uncle Bryce smiled, and the attack began at this time, and the sword he drew stabbed at Harry with the movement of his body, and the fierce momentum appeared on the blade, unstoppable.

Harry was undaunted, and the sword in his hand struck with a fierce collision with the saber.

The force generated by the collision of the sword blades reached the arms of the two of them, and Harry's hand shook slightly, while Uncle Bryce on the other side was as steady as a mountain.

The difference in strength is clearly reflected at this moment, Harry's strength and physical strength are not comparable to Bryce as an adult, so how can he barely survive Uncle Bryce's next attack.

A person who can protect His Majesty the King must be strong, so Uncle Bryce's strength is naturally needless to say, one of the famous sword saints of the present generation.

"Blue Blade", his title of Juggernaut, is called this name, and there is a reason for that.

"Be careful!"

Uncle Bryce gave a reminder before launching a swift offensive.

The turquoise magic enveloped the saber he held in his hand, like a raging fire, carrying a cold aura that was enough to make people gasp, and combined with aggressive and rapid attacks, it was as if a storm of blades that could slice everything was facing Harry.

What now?

From the moment he took over with him, Harry understood his own disadvantages, not those strengths and physical strengths that he had long understood, but the feeling that he had not yet adapted to, which made Harry's skills lower a lot.

The weight of the long sword is different from the wooden sword that has been used for several years, one is a killing weapon with a metallic weight, and the other is a toy for sparring or playing, which is light and convenient.

If you are very familiar with something, after years of exploration, you have figured out how to use it, and you are familiar with its own quality, then it is like becoming a part of the body, and you can use it flexibly.

But if one day, if you change the thing you are most familiar with to another thing, although the surface is still the same as the original, but the quality has changed, what will become at that time?

It goes without saying that you'll take the time to become familiar with the quality of the object until you know it.

It is precisely because of this that Harry, who has not been familiar with it for any time, has created a kind of estrangement between the unfamiliar long sword in his hand, which is not too heavy, nor is it unsuitable, but Harry is not familiar with the new weapon in his hand, and his combat effectiveness has decreased sharply.

It was a very subtle discomfort, but it was very fatal, and it weakened Harry's ability to play normally.

It was also better to give Harry the original wooden sword now than the metal longsword in his hand.

Defensively, Harry chose the most conservative and safe move, the long sword in his hand combined with the observation of his eyes, and it was relatively easy to keep up with Uncle Bryce's saber attack, and they all resisted the saber attack.

Not only that, but Harry also needed to mobilize the mana of his body to create a layer of attribute attacks on the surface that could counteract Uncle Bryce's blue magic, and the saber exuded a cold aura that eroded his body.

Another form of ice attribute, regional ice-like freezing, is a kind of space-like damage, when bursting out with full strength, it can freeze everything around and let everything enter the ice world, which is Uncle Blythe's attribute, regional ice-like attribute ability.

In the blink of an eye, the pavilion was inevitably dyed with a winter-like glow, with something like ice slag floating on the surface of the pavilion and the surrounding ground.

This is still the situation that Uncle Bryce suppressed, if he broke out with all his strength, it must be frozen all around, and Harry would not be able to resist it, turning into an ice sculpture in an instant.

Harry was single-minded, mobilizing the magic of his body to create a protective shield against attributes, and on the other hand, his eyes moved wildly, up and down, left and right, giving people a sense of tension that he would not jump out, and the long sword in his hand also moved quickly, resisting the rapid attack.

But no matter how you look at it, it is Harry who seems to be struggling and unilaterally suppressing.

As the saying goes, it takes countless perverted versions to gain valuable experience in this, and Harry is under this educational policy.

The magic power of the ice attribute continues to erode, spreading through the sword and the surrounding space, fast dazzling attacks, each blow carries the strength of being able to carry a big fat cow with one hand, and the long sword wrapped in gold ** power turns into a golden light and shadow and the fast-moving turquoise light and shadow collide violently, and the blunt weight of the metal beating is connected again and again, as if playing a violent chaotic music.

The young man who resisted stubbornly and the middle-aged man who crushed him like a strong man fought against each other without hatred or hatred.

"Huha~, Huha~, Huha~........."

The soaked clothes felt as if they had just been soaked in water and were putting them on, making Harry feel a little uncomfortable as he was lying on the ground panting violently.

The battle lasted for more than three hours, and the continuous high-speed attacks and desperate defense, just after the end, Harry was so tired that he was about to die, and he didn't even wipe the sweat from his face, so he fell backwards, enjoying the leisure time after the strenuous exercise.

"Whew~, it's been a long time since I've been so cool. ”

Bryce, who was sitting on the bench in the gazebo, let out a breath and then said with some emotion.

"Harry, you've improved a lot, I don't think there's much more to teach you now, you're like a freshly unsheathed sword that just needs to be sharpened. ”

"Huha~......... Uncle Bryce, am I really stronger now?"

The drenched boy lying on the floor asked with a pant, without a look, giving people a feeling of longing for recognition.

“...... Oh, yes. ”

Uncle Bryce, who was sitting on the bench, remembered that in the past, the scarred teenager who had been trained had asked himself, asking the same question as now, had I really become stronger?

And now, just two simple words, like an acknowledgment, came out of his mouth, relieved, relieved, and merged into two words.

For some reason, the heart of the young man lying on the ground seems to have an irrepressible emotion spreading from the bottom of his heart, which is a kind of feeling after putting in the effort and getting rewarded, which makes people want to cry uncontrollably.

But the boy held back, raised his hand holding the long sword and regained a little consciousness, and looked at the tattered and scrapped long sword, which recorded his efforts for half a day.

"Thank you. ”

Words of thanks came from Harry's dry mouth, thanks to the sword.

"Alright, it's time to go back and change into clean clothes, tonight is the welcome party of Her Highness Annataya, this is not good. ”

Uncle Bryce got up from the bench and walked out.

"Now, Uncle Bryce, do I need to train in the future?"

Moments before parting, Harry, lying on the ground, uttered his last words.

"You've successfully graduated, Sixth Highness. ”

With that, Uncle Bryce left, and in the orange twilight, Harry's five years of training were over.