After the meditation is over. Angre quickly changed his clothes and opened the window for ventilation, the turbid air inside was really unbearable. Grab toiletry towels and washbasins and open the door. It was pitch black outside, and looking down the hallway, all the rooms were silent, except for the faint snoring and the creaking of the wooden bed. A cool breeze hit him, and Angliel suddenly felt much cooler.

Quickly went to the bathroom at the end of the corridor and scrubbed himself again, and Anglie returned to his room. Wipe the blood off the ground with dirty clothes and pile it up in the corner. That's when I felt refreshed.

"You can't meditate more than a certain amount of time per day for beginners. Otherwise, it will be harmful to the body. The three leaves of the Necro Grass, after being used three times, will have a special effect on the human body, and there will be no need to look around for black clovers in the future. Anglie recalls the contents of the book. The limit is a maximum of five hours.

Carefully put the small box containing the black clover under the pillow and press it. Only then did he lie directly on the bed and slowly fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Angre woke up before five o'clock. I just feel extremely energetic. Full of energy.

Turning over and getting up from the bed, he looked at the book of wizards on the table, and pulled out the small box from under the pillow. "It's really not safe to put in the dormitory, and it seems that you have to take it to the tutor. He wrapped the two things in the black cloth that had been delivered from the house last time. Walk out with the door open.

It was still early and not fully bright. At this time, the carriage could not be stopped from entering the city. But I really can't sleep. Anglie carried the package and simply walked towards the swordsmanship field.

Bypass the dormitory and cafeteria and head up the hillside on the left. Soon, a platform halfway up the mountain appeared in Anglie's field of vision.

The sword arena is covered with green lawns, and dozens of wooden dolls stand upright in it, the light is a little dim, and it looks a little eerie. Loud insect chirpings can be heard in the nearby woods. At the back of the field is a small gray-white stone house, which is a place to put equipment.

Anglie hung the package on a puppet's arm and took a wooden sword out of the stone house. Brush twice, slash a few times at will, and make a wind sound that cuts through the air. Angel nodded in satisfaction. Walk straight to the puppet next to the package hanging. I was getting ready to start practicing.

"Unknown humans are approaching. Distance: 103 meters. Quantity: 3. The chip suddenly prompts.

At this time, there would be someone other than me in the swordsmanship arena so early? Angele was slightly surprised. Didn't pay much attention to it, though. Occasionally, a few students would suddenly get up early to practice swordsmanship. It's not like he hasn't encountered it before.

All three seem to be boys, chatting as they walk. The distance of 100 meters was quickly shortened, and the voice was clearly heard.

I heard that there are a few strong newcomers in the academy competition. ”

"There is no suspense, the champion must still be those seniors. Senior Esma's storm swordsmanship is too strong, I heard that he is now a reserve captain in the port guard department, and Senior Sister Jaylin is now officially serving in the patrol team. Veteran swordsmanship masters like Allen, Albert, Nancy, and Alger are not something that a few newcomers can beat. ”

"The swordsmanship of Senior Esma, the strongest person in our academy, is much stronger than all the people in a sword competition I watched in Xilan the year before last. When I chose to major in swordsmanship, I was also influenced by Senior Esma. I've heard that Senior Alger has often come over early to practice swords recently, so maybe we'll be able to meet them in the next few days. ”

As the voice drew closer, Anglie shook his head slightly, a smile on his lips. Esma, a senior, he had encountered before, was indeed very powerful in swordsmanship, and he had been tempered for thousands of years, even stronger than his basic swordsmanship. It should be from an excellent background, and I also met it in this swordsmanship field. Chip collects information on his Storm Swordsmanship. But the conclusion was that the Storm Sword Technique was a powerful sword technique that required life energy seeds to burst out, and it already belonged to the Great Knight level Sword Technique, and it had no reference value for Anglie.

In contrast, his basic swordsmanship leans more towards skill and precision, while Storm Swordsmanship focuses primarily on maximizing the use of sudden bursts of power and speed. People who don't have seeds practice strongly, and in the end it will only lead to more and more injuries to the body, because explosive power can't keep up with the rhythm.

The Andean Union has always had a habit of sword fighting competitions. The academy is held every once in a while. The whole academy will also be very lively and noisy during this time, and powerful people from the outside world will be invited to watch the referee. The participants included not only current students, but also anyone who had studied at the academy before. I've heard that the rewards are huge.

But none of this has anything to do with Angle. His main goal now is to enter the first-class apprentice level as soon as possible, and then wait for the ship of the wizard organization to come.

Anglie stopped listening and concentrated. Lift the wooden sword. Sneered and slashed straight down from top to bottom. Repeating an action over and over again.

When the three students came up, they were slightly stunned when they saw Angele. "It's Anglie, a linguistic genius! I heard that he was the most admired student of Lord Adolf, and now he has been accepted as a disciple. One of them whispered.

"Go up and say hello, right?"

"I still don't want to, don't bother people. It is said that Angle's archery skills are very powerful, and many people have seen him at a distance of more than 100 meters, and nine out of ten arrows are bulls'-eye! If an archery competition is held, it is estimated that he will be ranked in the top three in the entire academy! However, I have heard that he is indifferent, has a haughty personality, has a bad temper, and rarely cares about others. In the past, some people said that they didn't like him, but then I didn't know how, so there was no such thing anymore. He must have been taught a lesson. ”

"That's it. Let's practice from a distance, so as not to provoke him. ”

The three students whispered, and their gaze at Anglie became a little awe-inspiring. And he found three puppet targets far away from him, took a wooden sword and began to practice basic movements.

While Anglie was practicing, his keen five senses completely listened to the small talk of the three of them, which he also found a little funny. I am so low-key in the academy, listening to their tone, it seems that I have unknowingly become a well-known big man. The students they said that they didn't like him originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but they were just a few ordinary children who knew a little bit about martial arts, and after being knocked over by him a few times, coupled with the background of Adolf's mentor, they avoided him from then on, and so far the academy also knew that he was not easy to mess with, so no one took the initiative to provoke him.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of others, these little things turned into his indifference and arrogance, and his bad temper. Anglie shook his head speechlessly, calmed down and began to practice seriously.

For several days in a row. The academy is also starting to get more and more lively. Students are moving around the academy with increasing frequency, and it is common to see cadets walking around with swords. After practicing swords for a few days, Angliel found that the sword arena began to be built with some wooden high platforms, which seemed to be building an audience platform. A fencing tournament is held.

The whole college was in an uproar. Everyone was talking about the sword fighting competition, and a large number of students were preparing to hold the competition.

On the dormitory floor where Anglie is located, it is also common to hear talking about popular swordsmanship. And unlike everyone around you. Anglie still silently meditated for five hours a day instead of sleep. As if independent of everyone else. It doesn't fit in with the whole environment. I can't go to the sword arena, but I just go in and out of the dormitory building and the academy bow arena every day. The progress of meditation, except for the first physique enhancement of 0.3 at the beginning, has not had much reaction after that. The physical fitness data remained consistent in place. But Anglie could feel the subtle strengthening of his body and getting better. It's just that this amplitude is so small that even the chip doesn't give a specific number. And his spirit is getting better and better, and his energy is getting more and more energetic. I am now able to meditate on 8 characters. Compared to the first five, this is already a big improvement.

In the dormitory building of Building 3 of the Port Academy, in a certain room, several boys and girls are gathering together to chat.

"Hey, Casa, have you heard? That Angliel is actually in this academy too!"

"Angele, Angelio, that idiot and idiot?" a boy froze.

"Which do you think I'm talking about?" the other boy sneered.

"He's lucky not to die on the run, that weak boy. A short-haired girl said with a smile, knocking something like melon seeds. Eat it well. "Catherine, what are you and your brother going to take again? The courses here are too expensive, I'm just painting. She turned to the girl next to her.

Next to her sat a beautiful girl with blond hair in a shawl, slowly drinking a cup of black tea. She ignored the questions of her female companions. Instead, he frowned. "Anglio? I heard that there is a powerful student in the academy who is also named Angliel. Could it be him?"

"That's him. The boy who was the first to speak laughed, "That kid is actually a good mix, and he has become a tutor in linguistics." But it's just luck, and I really think I'm a character. Hmph!" he had a look of disdain on his face, but there was a hint of jealousy and envy in his eyes.

"That's right, Anglie was stupid in the first place. Catherine also said with a smile.

Five days later

"Angle, do you know Catherine?"

Rogge, a student who lives across the street from Angle, suddenly asked while the two were eating together.

Two people sat at the table in the cafeteria, facing each other. Although I don't know each other, I occasionally meet and sit and eat together, chatting a few words, and the relationship is the only student in the entire academy except for Senior Sister Sophia who can talk to Angli. Rog was the same freckled brunette boy who originally reminded Anglie of the class schedule at the back of the sheet.

"Catherine?" Anglie was stunned. "What's wrong?" he remembered was the daughter of the viscount whom Anglie had been courting, also named Catherine. The original Angre fell off his horse and died because he was jealous of the wind.

Rogge scooped a spoonful of yellow cream on the white bread and reached for a bottle of strawberry jam. "I heard that it was a freshman who just came in, a while ago, she and her brother didn't know how, they got into trouble with Vivac's guy, and Viwak took the people outside to block a few of them, and finally they were forced to hurry, and that Catherine's daughter actually shouted in front of a large circle of people that you are his fiancé, and that Vivac left because he was afraid of you. He had a playful smile on his face. "But since you don't know each other, then these people are probably fun. "Although his family background cannot be compared with a big man like Adolf, it is still much stronger than the average family that fled from Rudin.

"Really?" said Angle, smirking. Pick up a piece of apple-like fruit and take a bite.

The Candia family did not experience the ambush of the Baron, so they were slow to react to Saladin's invasion. Several of them died in the middle of the battle, and the corpse he and the baron encountered was one of them, and he forgot the name. The current Viscount of Candia, like the Baron, has no title and territory to rely on. It's a miracle that the old guy is still alive and has escaped to Maluya. "What's that woman's full name?" he asked casually.

Catherine Candia. Rogge took a hard bite of a large piece of bread, slurring his words.

Sure enough, it was her.

Angliel smiled and said no more.

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