The army has temporarily stopped training and is in full swing preparing for a large-scale exercise that will begin the day after tomorrow.

Ronan finds Ed and takes him to a cliff at the back of the castle.

"How's your knightly training going?" Ronan asked him.

Ed scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't seem like it's going to work, I used to be able to feel the improvement when I was training, but now it's completely gone, and I can only grind it little by little."

Ronan nodded, not surprised.

Or rather, this is the normal situation, the Silver Knight is already considered the backbone of the kingdom.

Among the royal guards in Triumph City, they are enough to be canonized as a royal knight and serve as the captain of the squad.

The Bourne Knights of Blackstone City were besieged by ten heavily armed knights, mainly naked, and were eventually plotted by vampires.

Under normal circumstances, it is really not that easy to die.

Without the intervention of other forces, the breakthrough of the Silver Knights would simply be a luxury for ordinary people.

However, both the royal family and the church must have a special way to accelerate cultivation.

Ronan knew in his heart that after all, his brother Edson, who was twenty-five years old this year, had already reached the third-order Golden Radiance Knight.

It's hard to imagine how much talent it would have to be if you were to be promoted by training on your own.

"Drink it." Ronan pulled out a bottle of healing potion and handed it to him.

After Ed took it, he drank it without even thinking about it.

Later, Ronan mobilized the magic of the war chess sand table and began to promote him.

Unlike those soldiers who still need to run long distances as a cover, Ed can be used in a more direct way, using potions as an excuse is enough.

The virtual chessboard unfolded again, and a huge amount of magic poured into the knight's war chess, which symbolized Ed.

Ed gritted his teeth suddenly, his body muscles tensed, and the back of his hand was bruised.

His already tall body was raised again, and after growing by a full twenty centimeters, he slowly stopped, and his height had reached more than two meters and five.

Then he hurriedly ran into the distance, let out a roar of rage, violently stomped on the ground, and vented the dryness in his body.

With him as the center, the ground within a radius of twenty meters shattered.

The ripples of the tremors rippled over a tree stump, and the earth flew up, and the stump and the roots below broke into countless small pieces, scattering everywhere.

【Heroic Chess: Eddie】

[Roaring Knight (2nd Order): Attack: 25/Defense: 40/Spirit: 8]

[Loyalty: 90 (Obedience is Destiny)]

[Skills: Physical Enhancement (Passive), Sword Aura, Block Stance, Leyline Roar]

[Leyline Roar: Feel the fluctuations of the mountains and the earth, make a resonant roar, and the things touched by the roaring ripples will be damaged by huge tearing, you need to stand on the earth when using it, the effective range is twenty meters away, and the release consumes 5 points of spirit]

[Hero Aura: Morale is high, injuries are slowed down.] 】

Ronan looked at the changes in Ed's data, compared to before, all aspects of his attributes have been greatly improved, and he belongs to the top level among the second-order knights.

There's also an area-of-effect ability.

The only problem is that this skill is an indiscriminate AOE that requires someone far away from you to unleash it.

"Ed, when you lead the soldiers in the future, you are absolutely not allowed to yell at me in your own crowd like just now, remember clearly."

Ronan reminded him solemnly.

If he hadn't fought with the enemy, he would have been killed by all his own people, and he would have been to death.

Ed stared in disbelief at the devastation he had caused around him, and quickly nodded desperately.

Leaving Ed alone to adjust to his strength, Ronan went back and began to prepare for the drinking stations that needed to be set up during the long run.

......

The long-distance run of more than 40 kilometers is equivalent to a full marathon in the previous life, and it is a sport that tests endurance and willpower.

Considering the cold winds, bad roads, and cold climate, the soldiers here had a lot of trouble running far beyond the city marathon.

And if the marathon is not physically good, you can choose to stop, or simply quit halfway, and the soldiers here can't.

They will see this long-distance run as a test of life and death, and they will run desperately to the finish line.

In order to ensure the safety of his soldiers, so that no one would fall to the ground halfway and die of shock, he arranged drinking water stations and caretakers on each section of the road.

He also instructed his soldiers to notify the drinking station as soon as a companion fell to the ground.

The caretakers there would arrive and rescue them and pour them with the healing potion Ronan had prepared in advance.

Of course, that also means that the other party loses the qualification to continue.

The ten-day run was carried out in an orderly manner, and as Ronan expected, there were really many soldiers who ran desperately from the beginning in order to reach the finish line first.

As a result, halfway through the run, the follow-up was weak and had no strength, and he was unwilling to give up.

In the end, his body was stiff and numb under the cold wind, and he was left to instinctively step forward, and finally plunged headlong into the snow.

Fortunately, Ronan had made arrangements in advance, and a bottle of healing potion was poured down to allow their bodies to recover.

It will not leave irreparable sequelae.

Ten days passed in a flash, and Ronan managed to select a hundred soldiers with outstanding will and physique.

After they've finished the course, complete the transformation while they're resting and sleeping.

Among them, all ten knight squires who came with him were selected.

Of course, their physical fitness is beyond ordinary people, and they have also experienced a lot of will training.

In addition to them, forty-three of the remaining ninety were the first soldiers to follow him from Triumph.

In fact, the will and physique of these soldiers who originally worked as porters in Triumph City were not as remarkable as the villagers who hunted for a living in the Cold Wind Collar.

It's not even as good as that.

The reason why so many people were selected was purely because Ronan raised his hand.

During long-distance running, the transformation of his magic can control his speed.

As long as Ronan wants to, it is completely possible to let them improve their physical fitness while running, and they will naturally be able to surpass others.

After all, the loyalty of these subordinates to themselves is generally high, and Ronan is willing to give them more opportunities.

Those who offer their loyalty deserve to be rewarded.

The remaining seven people belonged to the will, and before their bodies reached the limit halfway, they chose to give up and slow down.

For those who chose to give up, Ronan respected their wishes.

In the barracks assembly ground on the outskirts of the castle.

"Everyone, array!" Standing on the high platform, Ronan ordered.

The knights who were selected held up with pride on their faces.

Looking at the legion of 100 knights who moved in unison below, Ronan's uneasiness about this world gradually receded.

This was just the beginning, he thought.

No matter how turbulent the outside world is, in this territory, his words will always be higher than everything else, and no one will come.