Over the next few days, Crayford taught some more basic swordsmanship. These swordsmanship Aaron seemed to be familiar with it, and he was more or less exposed to it when he was a soldier. However, there are some differences in the details, and sometimes it is a little awkward to use.

For this situation, Aaron also carefully analyzed the reasons. Most of the time, the enemy he faces is actually almost the same level as himself, but because the level is not very high, it is difficult to form an anxious situation, and more often it is a one-hit kill, so many of the moves that Aaron learned before are clean and neat, not dragging mud and water, and it is easy to divert the target of attack. However, if someone dodges the attack, due to the wide opening and closing of the action, it is easy to have loopholes, so that the enemy can form a counterattack and put yourself in a disadvantageous position.

And the duel between swordsmen is often impossible to produce results within one or two styles, which must be considered to make the attack coherent after a miss, so as to achieve the effect of pressing the opponent. Therefore, Clayford has always emphasized counterattack to Aaron in the duel with Aaron, because if he can seize the opportunity to counterattack, he may immediately change the situation because of the close fit between the moves.

Although Aaron understood what Crayford meant, when the two really faced off, he didn't use it once, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back. The difference in strength between the two is too great.

"Press, press, press, only when you have pressed down the opponent's offense and let him go on the defensive foot, will he make mistakes. You have to put him under pressure so that you can turn defeat into a chance to win!" Crayford's roar rang in Aaron's ears again and again, but in the face of Crayford's tidal attack, Aaron couldn't fight back at all, let alone oppress.

As a result, a thousand sword swinging exercises became Aaron's daily routine. Weight-bearing exercises some time ago were simply heaven compared to now.

Aaron, who returned to his lodgings, was lying on the bed like a dog that was almost dead, not even daring to move a finger. However, he knew that he couldn't rest at all now, otherwise he would have to rest forever in this world.

Relying on this bit of sanity, after resting for a while, Aaron dragged his tired body, sat up again, opened the Code of Creation, and analyzed the refining array inside. After a few days, I have also mastered a few refining arrays, but they are basically the refining arrays of drugs, such as soul loss, muteness, and sleep. Because of the formation of plastic surgery potions as a foreshadowing, it is somewhat familiar to analyze these refining arrays, but this kind of refining array has a drawback, that is, it requires adaptable materials to practice, and after refining, Aaron does not know how effective these drugs are.

However, Aaron also expressed his understanding that the majority of drugs were refined. Because this kind of refining array is simpler than other types, whether it is an attack type or a support type, and because the structure has not changed much, the mental power required is not as much as other types. It's just that Aaron now only has Felia to trust. If it was usual, he could ask Felia to buy some materials, but now that she is targeted by Edward, she can't go out for safety, so Aaron can't do things now, but he can't do anything about it.

After another brutal ravage of Creyford, Aaron dragged his tired body into the carriage.

The coachman flicked his whip, and the carriage began to move. In the dark of night, weave through the streets.

Aaron was really tired, he closed his eyes, and his consciousness became foggy, but his body was jolting up and down with the carriage, and his bones were about to fall apart, and finally Aaron, who couldn't bear this torment, opened his eyes. In his memory, the road back was definitely not so bumpy.

With strong suspicions, Aaron opened the curtains. It was still dark outside, except for a faint glow at the end of the sky. It would have been very difficult to make out the road in this light, but Aaron could see at a glance that this was not the way back—the carriage had already walked deep in the woods, and there was no building in sight around the carriage, and this was no longer Hankyo's city.

"Stop!" Aaron yelled at the driver, "do you hear me, stop!

The coachman heard the voice of the impatient Aaron, and the whip on the horse was a little harder, and the carriage was faster.

"Stop!" an enraged Aaron drew his sword and put it on the coachman's neck, "If you don't stop, I'll kill you!"

Aaron ignored his image and squirted saliva from his mouth on the coachman's head.

"What is this place? Why did you bring me here? Take me back!" Aaron's forehead was already in a cold sweat, and at this time he already had a bad possibility in his mind.

"Master Razor, I don't know exactly what this place is, I just followed the instructions of others to bring you here. The coachman's voice trembled.

"Who told you to bring me here? I don't care, take me back quickly, quickly. I don't want to stay here......" Aaron said anxiously, blushing.

"Can't...... I can't do that. I've collected a lot of money. The coachman turned his head and a hideous smile appeared on his face, "A hundred gold coins...... Young Master, as long as I send you here, I will get a hundred gold coins. ”

The coachman laughed merrily, and his voice trembled with excitement.

Aaron's face turned pale and he stammered, "You...... Aren't you afraid of death? You're going to kill your family. You...... Do they know that you do that?"

"Very little is known...... But what does it matter? I've already given them the money and then I'm sending you here, I'm sorry, I can go to other countries. With a hundred gold coins, I may not be able to earn so much money in my life. ”

Aaron knew that there was no way to communicate with the coachman at this time.

"After bringing you here, I can go, I've completed my mission......" As soon as he said this, the coachman's pupils suddenly widened, and blood flowed from his mouth after a painful moan, and then his body fell from the carriage.

Aaron was stunned by the sudden turn of events, and looked at the coachman who had fallen to the ground, and a dagger appeared in his back.

What's going on? Could it be that the bad guys died in the series?, Aaron wondered.

"It's obviously a subordinate, but there are so many words, I can only send you on the road in advance, but it's okay, if you go fast, you can still see your family in hell. Voices were heard from the depths of the woods.

Aaron's eyebrows furrowed slightly, even though he didn't see the person who spoke, but he could guess who its owner was just by listening to the voice: "Aitos, what do you mean by that?" Aaron got out of the carriage and shouted loudly into the woods.

"What do you mean? As you can see, that's what it means. It's time for the feud between you and me, the two of us, to come to an end. Atos, who was recognized, stepped out of the woods unhurriedly—perhaps he hadn't intended to hide his identity in the first place.

Aaron looked at Athos, the first person he came into contact with after coming into this world, and all the disputes between the two people were finally coming to an end today.