Rick's farm is just outside of South Los, and the terrain is flat and fertile.

In addition to some cash crops, there are also a lot of cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks.

From the inside of the carriage, Arthur saw at least fifty cows and more than two hundred sheep at a glance, and that was not all.

It's just managed by two of Cook's 'uncles' with seven sheepdogs.

The two men were on horses, wielding whips and nooses in their hands, swords on one side of the saddle, crossbow arrows on the other, daggers stuck in the belts at their waists, and most notably, in the winter of Nanlos, in the cold sea breeze, they wore only a wool vest, revealing their thick arms.

With each shout, the knotted muscles of the thick arms bulged with the swing of the whip and the noose.

What worries Arthur the most is the inadvertent aura of the two.

Not the extremely strong kind.

But it's extremely ruthless.

To put it simply, the smell of blood is extremely strong.

Is this the 'smell' of bounty hunters?' ’

Arthur commented from the bottom of his heart.

And the two herding cattle and sheep obviously spotted the approaching carriage.

When they saw Cook jumping out of the carriage, the two men immediately smiled.

One of them whistled.

Immediately, a falcon flew up from the fence not far away and rushed into the farm.

After about ten minutes, Arthur finally met Cook's father.

A tall man with arms thicker than the average person's waist.

The other party was shirtless and wearing only a pair of pants, and when he ran out of the farm, white smoke was coming out of his body.

'Exaggerated workout intensity! ’

Arthur looked at the sweat that was still flowing from Cook's father's body, and the appearance of the other party's exercise appeared in his mind.

Even, Arthur can be sure that the intensity of the other party's exercise is comparable to some secret techniques of forging the body.

Pushing the car door, Arthur stepped out of the carriage.

Cook's father, Rick, came up and wanted to give Arthur a hug.

However, thinking of his sweat, the father finally chose to shake hands -

"Thank you, Lord Credos, for all you have done for Cook.

Did you know?

Let him follow you, I'm afraid it's the right decision I've made in my life!

You don't know, he was afraid of hardship and tiredness before, and I never thought that he would take the initiative to accept my training! ”

Rick was so excited that he was incoherent, grabbing Arthur's palm and shaking it up and down vigorously, the kind of force that Arthur quickly assessed.

Physique: at least 5.

Of course, this is just the norm.

If it breaks out in battle mode, the opponent's strength is afraid that it will be able to strangle a 'Akana-level' powerhouse at will.

"That's what I'm supposed to do.

I don't want Cook to have any misfortune because of an accident that could have been avoided.

So, please train them to your heart's content – I want them to be able to truly take charge in the shortest possible time. ”

Arthur was amazed by the power of this father, but his face was serious.

And after hearing Arthur's request, the father immediately laughed.

"Don't worry!

I'm not going to give Cook any chance to go back - he asked for it himself, and I, as a father, will definitely use two hundred percent of my pain to make him more powerful.

Of course, so do you! ”

As he spoke, Rick looked at Scott and the other seven behind Cook.

Then, the father did what he said, not giving the eight young men a chance to speak, and raised his hand at one of his old fellows.

"Alan, come and train them!

Don't leave your hands alone! ”

Immediately, a middle-aged man behind him who was two meters tall, wearing only a pair of shorts in winter, and whose muscles all over his body looked faintly exuding a faint rocky texture, walked out.

The other man carried a whip in his hand.

Syllable!

After throwing a whip at the air, the opponent directly rushed at Cook, Scott, Wiggins, Heywood, Vontel, Guderian. Ernest, Erwin. Dibois, Zhukov. The Bas Eight yelled—

"Now travel light for 20 kilometers!

Last place, take the whip!

1st place, lunch reward chicken legs!

Who didn't finish running, add 500 push-ups in the afternoon!

If you can't do 500 push-ups, give me another 20 kilometers! ”

The roar fell, and Eren flicked his whip again.

This time it wasn't empty.

It's really pumped on the body.

Pumped on Cook.

Cook's expensive coat, along with the inner vest, shirt and other things, was directly smashed, not to mention, there was a blood mark on his body.

"Mr. Rick......"

Seeing this scene, Arthur's eyes jumped and he immediately spoke.

But before he could speak, he was interrupted by Rick.

"Please don't worry, Eren will be measured, only hurting the flesh and bones, and at noon, the medicinal bath will be ready, they won't leave any sequelae."

Rick explained.

Hearing such an explanation, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally had a few working subordinates, and he didn't want to be scrapped.

'Medicated baths?'

Cook's father's legacy is even richer than you imagined! ’

Arthur sighed inwardly, his gaze swept over the thick arm of the other party.

Obviously, it is impossible for ordinary people to have such thick arms, which must be the effect of medicinal baths.

Arthur, who was wondering how much inheritance this father had in his heart, said in his mouth.

"No, you're mistaken.

I mean, for the sake of cleanliness and hygiene, please dip them in alcohol when you smoke them.

I have promoted this approach at the Shire District Police Department.

The effect is very good. ”

Arthur had a straight face.

Rick:......

Cook's father, the farmer, looked at Arthur in amazement, and then, with a grin, he immediately turned and shouted to his old fellow.

Alan dipped them in alcohol.

As Lord Credos said, clean and hygienic! ”

As she spoke, the farmer paid no attention to the cries of the young men, including his son, and motioned for Arthur to come with him.

The farmer led Arthur into the barn.

When Arthur walked into the barn, the corner of the young medium's eye jumped.

He saw hanging sandbags of various sizes, fastened with wooden stakes, barbed wire inserted parallel to the ground, plank walls of varying heights and single poles, and ......

Masonry, planks!

Piles of piles on the side.

The farmer picked up a green brick and slapped it directly on his head.

Bang!

The masonry was shattered, but the farmer's head was all right.

Raising his hand and patting the crumbs, the farmer smiled at Arthur.

In the dusty face, the teeth were white.

There is a sense of honesty.

There is a sense of honesty.

However, the debris of masonry on the ground told Arthur that this was not the case at all.

was covered with green bricks on the door of his head, and even the mysterious people had to faint.

And the farmer's performance is not over.

As Arthur watched the farmer glide over the barbed wire, his feet over the high and low walls like monkeys, and smashed a punch through a sandbag.

Then, as he began to spin on the high and low poles, Arthur even developed a trance.

In a trance, and very familiar.

He seemed to hear the sound of uniform footsteps.

He also heard the roar that resounded through the sky.

There were even hallucinations in front of his eyes-

Red epaulettes, green military uniforms, half-crouching horse step oblique end guns......

(End of chapter)