Two days later, the arrival time of the ships of the wizarding organization was getting closer and closer, and it was estimated that there would be about five days to arrive, and Anglie originally wanted to go home to find his father, but the baron had already gone to the Anser grassland and did not come back, and in the past two days, he went back to keep warm with Maggie Silylle a few times, leaving a letter to the baron. So he simply stayed in the academy and meditated every day, practiced swords, and practiced archery. It's also fulfilling.

After lunch, Angel went straight to the archery field as usual.

A large emerald green lawn was rectangular, with rows of bow and arrow targets at one end and a long shed at the other, which was divided into individual firing positions, each of which was hung with a longbow. The bright golden sunlight makes the lawn particularly green. A gust of hot wind blows, and you can't feel the slightest coolness.

When Anglie entered, the archery was already sparsely populated with some people practicing.

He easily found a shooting position on the far right and occupied it. Remove the brown wooden bow that is hanging. Gently pulled the bowstring.

"Not bad. Very well maintained. Angel nodded in satisfaction.

Suddenly, a voice came from not far on the left. It sounds like a few girls walked into the middle shooting position and were chatting.

"Merry, you're going to try?"

"Okay. ”

The sound of the bowstring tauting, followed by a snort. A wooden arrow flew into Angle's left field of vision, and within twenty meters, it plunged headlong into the ground.

"It's amazing!" "It's amazing!" "It's Merry!" The girls were amazed, and it didn't sound like they were contrived at all.

"That's where I was when I was farthest, and I'm so far away from Merry!" "I'm pretty much the same. "Worthy of Miss Merisorn. "You're making fun of me, aren't you?"

Several of the girls chuckled. "However, if my brother is here, he will definitely be able to hit the target. A distance of a hundred meters is not a problem for him. Merry's voice said.

"Yes, if only my sister could do it, she used to be able to shoot five rings. "There are nine circles drawn on the arrow target in the archery field, from the outside to the inside are one to nine rings, and the five rings are in the academy, which is already a good result.

"But when it comes to archery, I heard that Anglie's archery skills are very powerful, nine out of ten arrows are nine rings, and some people say that his archery skills will definitely be in the top three in the whole academy. Catherine, is that so?" asked a young girl.

"Anglie's words, naturally, are no problem. In the past, when he pursued me, he took the time to shoot with me, and the 100-meter 9-ring ring was no longer difficult for him. A reserved and proud female voice came out. Said in a very flat tone.

Angliel twitched. He heard the voice. It's the girl Angli once pursued in his memory. Too lazy to listen to any more nonsense, he raised his longbow and drew a wooden arrow from the quiver.

chirping

The bowstring tightened violently. I didn't turn on the chip, it was just by experience and physical sensation. After countless corrections of the body's instincts by the chip, it has been able to accurately grasp the most accurate posture and angle force. With a snort, the wooden arrow was firmly nailed to the red heart a hundred meters away. In stark contrast to the other shooters on the side. There was a burst of exclamation and low shouts. In the eyes of these pampered students, such a bow technique can be called a miracle skill.

Anglie raised his longbow again and continued to shoot continuously, but it was not aimed at the bull's-eye, but with the bull's-eye of the three rings and four rings, of course, the arrows were accurate, but they were no longer so eye-catching.

This also achieved his purpose of exercising. After firing for more than ten minutes, and all three quivers were fired in succession, Angel wiped his sweat and put down his longbow. Shooting three quivers in a row without a ring can not hurt your fingers, except for knight-level physical fitness, it is estimated that no one can do it.

Putting down the longbow, in a single room not far away, several girls were still whispering and chatting. Angre changed the rhythm of his breathing and regained his strength before getting up and preparing to go back.

Turn around and leave the private room and walk down the aisle of the canopy. When passing by the girls' private rooms, Angele still decided to say hello, after all, it was the girl he had pursued before. It's also a settlement.

He went straight into the private room. Inside, five beautifully dressed girls were chatting quietly, not laughing like silver bells. When they saw Anglie coming in, all five turned around and looked at him. "What's the matter with you?" asked a girl.

"It's Catherine, right? It's been a long time. How are you doing?" said Angle, with a harmonious smile on his face, and walked up to one of the blonde girls.

Several of the girls fell silent. You look at me, I look at you, I didn't react for a long time.

"I'm not Catherine, she's over there," the blonde girl hesitated, a strange expression on her face, and she pointed to the blonde girl on the far left beside her.

"Uh" Anglie was speechless. But immediately I laughed naturally. "I'm Angle, Catherine, long time no see. He looked at the blonde girl on the very edge.

Catherine's face was flushed at this time, and she did not dare to look up at Angele, she could detect the other party's playful gaze, and the gradually contemptuous gaze of the female companions around her.

Anglie nodded with satisfaction, his goal had been achieved, and this change was enough to make these Catherine's female companions remember deeply, and then through them, the message that 'he and Catherine had a normal relationship' was quickly transmitted. At the beginning, he died directly because the girl fell off the horse, and no one came to greet him. It was his own servants who pulled themselves back in a carriage. Although it was the original Angele who died, he didn't want to have too much to do with this kind of woman with a bad heart. Inexplicably, he was provoked by someone under his sign, and Angli was also a little unhappy.

The atmosphere at this time was strange and embarrassing to the extreme. Catherine couldn't hold back after all, covered her mouth and turned around and ran away. The rest of the girls politely greeted Angele. "Senior Angli, that Catherine said she was your fiancée, isn't that true?" asked the blonde girl from earlier.

"How is that possible?" Anglie shook his head, "She and I were just classmates, having been taught together under a knight when we were in Rudin. And don't call me senior, I don't necessarily enter school earlier than you. He laughed.

"That's not good, senior, your archery and linguistic talents are well-known throughout the academy, we are just ordinary ordinary students, and it is not too much to call a senior. Another short-haired black girl named Merry said with a smile.

Anglie chatted with a few girls casually for a while, and then took the initiative to say goodbye and leave. When the goal is achieved, he no longer talks nonsense with these girls. I went straight back to the dormitory.

He knew Catherine's thoughts. This girl is a vain and arrogant vase. In her mind, as long as she took the initiative, Angre would definitely pursue her as fiercely as before. Then she was the same as before, reserved and half-pushed, pretending to be very reluctant before agreeing. has a lot of face, and satisfies her vanity. That's why she naturally considers herself her female companion. In her opinion, Angliel must have asked for it. Be chuffed to bits. But he didn't expect that the current Angliel is no longer the gentleman he once was. It's another soul.

Catherine's affair didn't cause much of a stir. The Candia siblings and their companions became the laughing stock of gossip at the dinner table like clowns. Anglie heard about it later, and Vivac didn't move the men after all, but only warned them once. also let out the words, for the sake of them and Anglie once knew each other. In any case, Anglie no longer cares about these people.

A week passed quickly.

Angle's constitution has increased by 0.1 again. Reached 2.9. And the ship of the wizarding organization has finally arrived.

Somewhere in the port docks of Maluya.

A long stone path stretches from the pier into the sea, hundreds of meters long. The pavement is paved with black unknown stone slabs.

The path is lined with deep blue water on both sides, and with the wind and waves, the water crashes against the base of the path.

Dressed in a white swordsman's suit, Anglie was sandwiched between a dozen or so people waiting for ships. He carried a black package on his back and a silver crosssword at his waist. 's slender and well-proportioned figure makes his somewhat ordinary face look a little handsome. Beside him were the gray-bearded old man Adolf and two personal guard swordsmen. Because of the secrecy of the wizarding organization and the importance of this news. So there were only two people and two important henchmen who came together.

The midday sun was unusually scorching. The people waiting for the boat kept taking out silk scarves to wipe their sweat.

Soon, a neat flotilla slowly emerged on the horizon. Drive towards the docks. This fleet is mostly large and medium-sized cargo ships, either blue or white. The sails are all printed with whales and three-pointed forks.

"That's the fleet of the Seaview Merchant Group, and the ship you're going to get on is the last one to follow. Be careful not to get me wrong. Adolf solemnly whispered.

"I see. Anglie nodded earnestly.

He looked up at the ships in the distance.

The blue sky, the blue sea, is completely the same color as the sea and the sky. The eyes are full of blue. Only in the middle, a row of small white and blue dots, is slowly approaching here. The salty and strong sea breeze blew through the corners of the clothes. It was also mixed with the sound of waves crashing against the docks.

Haw!!

Two white seabirds streak across the field of vision. The surrounding crowd also began to talk lively. These people were able to come at this time and place, and they were probably also passengers on the caravan ship.

On the hundreds of meters of sea lanes, hundreds of people are gathered in some dense places. Angre looked back, and there were dozens of people standing on the shore behind him.

Adolf patted Anglie on the shoulder. "Don't look at it, the port has arranged these people to cover for you. There are a lot fewer people actually getting on board. ”

"We?" said Angle, keenly audible. "How many people are there like me?

Adolf shook his head, "I don't know, anyway, the last one on the ship, the age is not much different from yours, and it is possible that they are not more than thirty years old." You'll know this when you get on the boat, and someone will get you together and explain it. ”

The fleet is getting closer.

What was once a small dot the size of a sesame seed has now become a giant ship like a high-rise building. And it's amplifying as the distance increases. Each ship looked about the size of the large tankers of Anglie's previous life.

"It's so big," Angliel exclaimed. "There must be other power for this ship, right?"

"That's nature, and such a ship can't be moved by the wind alone. The sails are installed to save power. Adolf also looked at the approaching fleet in admiration.

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