From the moment I was knocked down by Napier that day, I felt a deep sense of power.

As long as you work hard to become stronger, you can do whatever you want and protect the people you want to protect.

True happiness often requires trials and pains, and short-term happiness will only make you addicted and unable to extricate yourself.

So I started the rigors of training.

Aaron, as my coach, has always spurred me on.

I followed him to learn swordsmanship, exercise, no matter the wind or rain, I always adhered to the faith.

Whenever I felt like I was about to run out, I would pull out the board with Lilith's name engraved on it.

It was only a corner, and it was burnt black, but it was her tombstone, the only thing I could miss.

If I was strong enough, how could Lilith possibly die in front of me?

I felt deeply guilty, sad, and resentful of the woman who killed Lilith.

One day, I will help Lilith take revenge and kill that woman with my own hands.

She is also supposed to belong to the search for the Lord of the Rings.

Aaron has said that there are countless people who want to get the Lord of the Rings, and he has also said that for thousands of years, there have been countless disputes over the Lord of the Rings.

I don't know ...... in the future No, you're bound to meet her.

Therefore, I have to work hard to improve my own strength.

After half a year of rigorous training, my swordsmanship realm successfully reached the "rain" realm.

Although it was only a beginner, it was appreciated by Aaron.

He said that when he himself reached this realm, it took him about a year, but it was only later that there were some opportunities, and his cultivation speed increased.

He made it clear that my swordsmanship talent was better than his.

Nine times out of ten, I guess these are words of encouragement.

Because it only took him two years to reach the level of swordsmanship.

How could I possibly compare myself to him?

Regarding the cultivation part, I think that there is also the credit of o.

For half a year, he spent half a year in retreat, meditating on the traces of the Ring.

The drop of blood he gave me more than a year ago had a remarkable effect.

My physique is obviously much stronger, the amount of food is much larger, and I feel full of strength, and the muscles in my chest can be mobilized.

It's just a little regrettable about the height, it's still about 1.7 meters, and standing with big sisters like Freya and Anna, I feel a little inferior.

"Bell, bell!"

The sound of iron swords clashing.

Aaron in front of me launched a fierce attack on me.

His sword was as fast as the wind, and the speed was too fast for me to parry.

There was a light rain in the sky, and my eyes could see clearly that his blade was swiftly cutting through the raindrops, making a gap through the rain curtain and approaching my front door.

I followed the moves he taught me to defend and picked up the sword flower, forming a rapidly rotating shield in front of me.

This trick really worked, Aaron's sword was faster than mine, but it couldn't break through my defenses, and I could only fight back and forth in a roundabout way, trying to break my defenses and let me show my flaws.

At close range, if I am sloppy, it will undoubtedly be a great opportunity for Aaron, a speed-style swordsman with speed as the essence, to defeat me.

I followed his rhythm and took his moves, the blade grinding sparks in the air and rain.

Just as I was handing out a sword head-on, he did an exaggerated blitz upwards at a faster speed.

There was a strong force on my wrist, and I immediately realized that something was wrong.

At that moment, he swung his sword precisely at the tip of my sword, and the arc of the swing turned my sword into a lever.

The tip of the sword acts as a force point, which transmits the maximum amount of power to the wrist holding the sword.

I was shaken off the sword in my hand, and subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but an iron sword with a flickering cold light appeared in front of my neck, stopping me from continuing to move downward.

"You've lost." Aaron smug in his voice.

I rolled my eyes, stood up, and looked at him as he put away his sword, "Didn't you say that you would fight me with the realm?"

Aaron touched his nose, "It's hard to say, after you learn to ride a bike, will you go back to the state where you couldn't ride before?"

"Heh, foolish, you are a whole realm higher than me, and I am not a big deal if I win." I don't feel good.

Aaron smiled indifferently, "Hehe, I know what you mean.

It's just that the strong and the weak are in a relationship that complements each other, and without the people at the bottom, how can the top show their superiority?"

"Well, indeed, it's like everyone in a class can score 100 points, there is no one who is the best in terms of grades, and there are always a few excellent students who will be assigned to other classes."

I agreed and nodded in agreement.

"This training is not bad, you are making rapid progress, and we will practice while adventuring later." Aaron tapped me on the shoulder, picked up the sword from the ground, and handed it to me.

"It's time to eat!"

Anna's voice came from afar.

I was practicing in the small square, and I rushed over with Aaron.

I spent the whole afternoon practicing swordsmanship, and my body was very hot.

Simply shirtless, I planned to go back to my room to take a shower first, and then go to the living room for dinner.

As I passed through the hallway, I saw Hattori Gozo and Freya walking out of the room together.

Hattori Gozo walked very proudly, and Freya behind him followed him with a spring face.

Freya passed me by, pinching the muscles in my arms, her eyes glazed with envy.

I ignored her, went back to my room and took a shower, and then went to the living room to eat.

After dinner, o called everyone for a meeting.

He managed to get out of the level and sensed the traces of the remaining rings.

The Lord of the Rings and the Lord of the Rings can sense each other, but the farther away they are, the weaker this feeling becomes.

o can sense their general orientation and tell us where they are.

The rest is up to us, the Ring Owners, to look for carefully.

Each of us was given a map and assigned to different tasks.

Aaron and I had to go to the locations marked on our maps in turn to find the Ring hidden there.

It's a long way to go, but we've been ready for it a few days in advance, and we're ready to pack up and leave tonight.

After the meeting, I went back to my room to rest.

Looking at the Ring on my thumb, I was lost in thought.

I put it on my forehead, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed my eyes, and my soul entered the spiritual space inside.

It was surrounded by a glacier and snow white, and it was snowing, but I couldn't feel its cold.

It is the remains of a long-abandoned castle standing in the middle of a glacier.

Ascending the coast, I climbed over the bumpy glacier, found the castle entrance, and jumped in.

As it had done before, it was still very desolate and dilapidated, and the castle was empty, and you could hear footsteps as you walked.

There is an ice crystal above the steps.

Frozen inside the ice crystals was a petite girl sitting on a throne.

She looks like an elf, with long pointed ears, short snow-white hair, and only a white flower dress with open shoulders and back, and she looks beautiful.

I stood silently in front of her, watching her through the ice wall.

"What the hell is going to do to wake you up?"

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