For five days.

The time was spent every day when Márquez led Aldington into a lynx safari.

In the lynx forest, Aldington is always nervous and full of pressure, for fear of running into the wild phantom beast Golden Cluster Eared Lynx, who is out foraging. However, the huge pressure has brought about the rapid growth of strength, and he has already done a good job of integrating what the original owner has learned and bringing forth the new.

Not only has he gained a lot of practical experience in hunting monsters, but "Running Thunder Sword" is even more proficient to the point of perfection.

"Your Lord, at your age in Aldington, is far less powerful and agile than your swordsmanship." Captain Marquez's guard said with honest admiration.

The big sword was pulled out from the head of the low-level Demonic Beast Velvet Badger, and while wiping the blood stains on the sword on the fur of the Velvet Badger, he said modestly: "No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, it is only an additional assistance, after all, it still depends on the progress of the cultivation of Douqi." Guns and swords without fighting spirit are not worthy of the glory of knights. ”

As the locals do, he has become very skilled at putting on his lips some mantras such as "knightly glory", "three gods bless", and "for the plantagenet".

"Dou Qi cultivation is the most important, and the skills of guns and swords must also be tempered, your cultivation has been very effective during this period of time, and the task given to me by Lord Baron should also be over."

"Will you go back now?" Aldington looked up at the sun in the sky, it wasn't yet noon.

"Follow me to continue learning, you can only learn the combat consciousness of a ranger, you need to learn real knight combat with Viscount Dulick."

"I see, let's go back."

Return to Butterfly Castle, just in time for lunch.

Looking at Marquez, who was gobbling up barbecue, he once suspected that he had ended his training in the forest early today, just because Márquez wanted to have a delicious meal in the castle.

This speculation is not speculation, but Márquez is really "poor", he has two sons, both of whom were sent to other knights' homes to learn knightly courses. This was a huge expense, and with his small fiefdom estate, almost ninety percent of the annual output had to be paid here.

Therefore, coming to Butterfly Fort to play the autumn breeze is a very cost-effective way to save expenses.

Baron Aureno values this chief of guard who has accompanied him for more than 20 years, and he doesn't mind that the other party often eats and drinks in the castle. And the baron will often give the other party some financial subsidies in the form of rewards, so that the other party can avoid worries and serve the territory with peace of mind.

After a short rest, Mrs. Carly and Mrs. Helena called out to Aldington: "It's been five or six days since I came back, Aldington, it's time to go to the manor altar and pray to the three gods." ”

The aristocracy was a tri-god elector, and it was a matter of course to dedicate their faith to the trios.

Aldington did not refuse: "Okay, grandmother, mother, I'll go upstairs to change my clothes and go with you to the manor altar to pray." ”

Under the service of the maid, she changed into a white robe and dress for the sacrificial ceremony.

looked in the mirror, being handsome is different, and no clothes you wear can hide that heroic handsomeness. The corners of the mouth curled up again, and it could fascinate the maids—well, that's a bit exaggerated, but the look of admiration in the maid's eyes wouldn't be fake.

Get in the carriage and drive to a nearby manor, which is close to the North Market and is the baron's direct estate.

There weren't many people in the manor, only a few servants of the castle, who guarded it here. In the neat fields, all kinds of crops thrive.

The castle had very few full-time servants for farming, and they were not needed.

The people of the territory need to serve the lord, and one of the items of service is "Zhou Gong". That is, you need to work for the castle for a few days a week, including planting farmland, slaughtering livestock, building houses, cultivating canals, mowing lawns, and so on. Baron Aureno served as a weekly servant of the realm, set at four days a week.

Of course, it does not mean that the people need to work for four days in a row, but only need to work for half a day in the morning or afternoon, and the rest of the time can be used to plant their own land or run some side businesses.

It is worth mentioning that the people were divided into freemen and serfs. Except for a small number of freemen, who had their own land, most of the land cultivated by serfs was leased to the lord. In addition, if the freedmen could not go to the city to work, the living conditions on the manor were not necessarily more comfortable than those of the serfs.

Today's manor is not a weekly working time, so there are very few people.

But when you come to the nearby village, you can see that there are not many people, all gathered in the open space in front of the altar of a manor, devoutly dedicating themselves to their faith.

These are the elect, the people who can offer the faith, and three or four out of ten people qualify as electors.

In fact, to put it bluntly, these people have the potential to cultivate the profession of priesthood, but it is only potential, and only those voters who are pure and abundant in faith are qualified to become pan-believers. Becoming a pan-believer means that you have officially become a priest and can work at the altar or temple.

"Old lady, madam, young master, you are here, no wonder the light on the three gods bronze has become brighter." The presiding priest of the altar is the Priest Sloane, but apparently the Priest of Sloan is not on duty at the altar today, so it is a deacon who greets Aldington and his party.

He said very pleasant things.

Old Lady Carly was delighted to hear this: "I am a disciple who can provide more faith to the three gods. ”

All three were nobles, so naturally they did not need to pray outside the altar like the common electorate. Under the leadership of the deaconciants, they entered the small manor altar, which was a bit similar to the layout of the church, with bronze statues of the three gods in the innermost part and rows of seats on both sides.

Before they could sit down, they heard the sound of laughter, and then two translucent fat creatures flew through the altar hall and chased each other.

The creature, with a humanoid silhouette, is translucent and shimmering.

It's like a cartoon character, but the facial features are very delicate, you can't tell the gender, and the voice is as crisp as a child, and you can't tell whether it's a boy's voice or a girl's voice. A small creature on the left, with a large head on it, with a flower that looks like a lotus; The creature on the right has a small tree with branches on the door of the head.

They also have a pair of translucent wings.

The wings are not very large, and they do not rely on wings to fly, but on the power of nature, which is abundant in them.

"Fat Nick, little pudding, come to me." Old Lady Carly was obviously familiar with the two little creatures, and smiled and beckoned.

The two little ones were not timid, and flew directly to Mrs. Carly's table, and let out a string of silver-like laughter at Mrs. Carly: "Heehehehehehe......"

At the next table, Aldington examined the two little creatures with a look of scrutiny of the treasure.

Without a doubt, this is the most amazing creature here, the Blessed Nymph. Fat Nick is a flower nymph, and little pudding is a tree nymph. Blessed Nymphs are born from plants, which are the result of a miraculous union of plants and the forces of nature.

Then they were carried back to the altar and temple by the priest and made offerings.

They feed on their faith, have the magical ability to farm plants, and are able to grow and evolve.