Even if the above two methods can only choose one when opening the awakening, if you want to switch in the middle, it will take a full ten minutes to adjust the conversion, and it can only affect opponents of the same level, but no one can deny that this is a special talent that can play a role against the sky on the battlefield.

This ability is also useful for keeping Sophia safe, but for Philip and his team, who are bound to make life and death a daily routine in the future, it is obviously more useful, and they can be treated as a group pet.

And in Philip's opinion, since William, who has not received systematic training and strengthening, can open it in two different ways just by pondering it himself, then after further study, it will inevitably be able to be more flexible and targeted like Bruce's wild lion roar.

William, who finally let go of the biggest burden in his heart, excitedly ate the skewers made of chicken and Wendilon offal, feeling the long-lost satisfaction on the tip of his tongue and belly, and feeling that the coldness and heaviness that had been pressing on his body and heart for a long time gradually disappeared.

Born in a slum, he is very good at observing others, and his foreign blood has also given him an exceptionally dexterous and sensitive heart, although he is not very old, but he can judge from the words and looks of the other party whether the kindness released by the other party is intended or from the heart.

Although he wanted to sell himself for a good price today, as a teenager, he was still moved by the kindness and enthusiasm shown by Philip and Sophia.

It's not that he hasn't tried it elsewhere, but the scrutiny and ridicule in the eyes of the bigwigs who seem to be on top of the table can't help but show their interest, and they only send a steward to negotiate a lower price.

In this city, although every year there are people who succeed in climbing the dragon gate because of their outstanding talents, there is more discrimination and indifference to people from the slums.

Coupled with his not-so-famous academy and the experience of being arrested by the security team several times, William, who secretly drank a large glass of ale, felt the dryness on his body and wondered if he was drunk before, otherwise how could he dare to appear in front of an imperial princess so recklessly.

Even if he was hacked to death in the street by the cold Mr. Guard, I am afraid that the escort team would only treat him as a criminal of robbery, and then implicate Daddy, who didn't know all this.

At ten midnight, looking at William, a young man who was staggering with a red face and holding the gold card in his arms, Philip once again lamented that he chose the remote town of Luoma when he fell from the sky.

In that case, he may also have a family that loves him, but when faced with the misfortunes of life, he also has no choice but to sell himself.

With a wave of his hand, he asked the two guards to follow William and escort him all the way.

Although William seems to be familiar with the city's ups and downs, and is clever enough, he is negligent in human greed.

If it weren't for appeasing that anxious and anxious heart, he wouldn't have stuffed a gold card into William in public, because he had already sensitively noticed the fierce light in the eyes of several homeless men guarding the street entrance of the night market.

This kid is now his person, and he has also paid the corresponding price, so naturally he will not watch William have an accident.

It was only a few minutes later that the two guards returned, embarrassed to say that they had been dumped.

As soon as the kid came out of the street, he returned to normal, as if the previous drunkenness was just pretending, and his thin body disappeared in a few turns in the complicated labyrinthine city streets, and he was very dexterous.

Philip laughed happily, he really liked the boy a little.

However, he naturally would not be so gullible, and accepted the other party with just a miserable story.

In addition to Sophia's admiration, the residence and experiences of Mr. Lovegood at this moment have been clearly understood by Peter's men who have left them in the city, and have also confirmed William's words.

He was about to say two more words, but he heard a coquettish hum in his ears, only to find that Sophia's white fingers were drawing circles on his chest, and those big eyes full of aura contained endless spring meaning.

"How can you thank me for doing you such a great favor today?" said the girl mischievously.

Philip's enthusiasm that had just cooled down seemed to be ignited again, and when the street hugged the slender body tightly, there was a warm kiss, which attracted enthusiastic applause and applause from the old people.

"Let's go back, and you'll know how grateful I am, my princess. ”

He licked lightly on the girl's earlobe, and the hot and humid breath made Sophia shiver, and the whole person shrank into his arms.

"So, this kid is our junior?"

A few days later, in the samurai branch of the Higher Theological Seminary, Duke and the others gathered around the emaciated William, their eyes looking disgusted as if they were examining a prey that was about to be captured.

But Philip knew that they were excited, especially Gerald, whose tall and strong body almost pressed William to the ground, like a pervert with bad habits.

Ever since that trip to the mountains, they, who had just graduated from the green tree vines, had been trained by the ugly men with big beards like second-class citizens.

Now, as soon as they left the novice village, they saw a fresh and immature teenager thrown in front of them, like a teddy being thrown into the cage of a Tibetan mastiff.

How could these bastards who finally became big brothers not be excited, they were already very self-contained if they didn't tear him to pieces on the spot.

Even Julian, who was always mild-mannered, and Duke, who had a cold face, looked at William with great interest, as if they were picking out the parts of interest.

"He's too thin to be like you, but at least he can ride a horse, and it would be ridiculous to be crushed to death by the weight of his armor when he goes into battle.

You will know in the future, this is our treasure, and you must keep his abilities a secret.

Well, it's okay to suffer a little, but not too much. ”

Although that is the case, judging from William's performance last night, this slippery kid is definitely not as harmless as it seems on the surface.

If these people really go over a certain level, I'm afraid it's really not certain who will suffer, especially the reckless Gerald.

For the time being, leave William in the samurai branch and let them train each other, just as it enhances the relationship.

And Afu's healing talent is really magical enough, the man who can only lie on the hospital bed for most of the time every day, after a few days of treatment, has made a great improvement, at least barely taking care of his own life is no problem at all.

Although he still wanted to send this respectable man to live in Gaokan City to recuperate, although the carpenter's craft may be a little trendy, but the odd jobs of tinkering are still capable.

Unfortunately, he was rejected, at least during the years that William was still in Flogun, he would not leave.

And although the cobbler's district is a famous slum, it seems to be particularly humane, and the nutrition and daily necessities sent by Philip were given by the old man to the neighbors in the tube building.

And these people were not polite, they accepted it very calmly, and told William not to worry about this, study hard, and take Daddy Lovegood out to live as soon as possible in the future.

In their simple concept, everyone who walks out of the cobbler's district with real skills should not easily come back and have too much to do with it.

After nearly two months of early days, Philip and his friends finally got used to the city, both in terms of food, climate, housing and curriculum, but it took time to become a real part of the city.

It's time for the combat skills and physical training class in Alsace, or the devil's training course as the students jokingly call it, which is still a big class.

The 36 students of the entire two classes stood straight in front of the paladin ten meters away, even though their whole bodies trembled slightly under the pressure of the high-ranking knights, they still did not move.

The unrestrained killing intent slammed down on them like a monstrous wave, and the reminders from the psychic sense flickered in their minds like high-frequency flashing lights, as if they could break through the barriers of reason at any moment, draw their weapons, or flee.

It is a very interesting and practical training, although it cannot directly improve their strength, but it can allow these immature students to compress the essence and spirit of the whole body in the body under the pressure of momentum, so as to achieve a kind of essence introverted and stable fetal spirit mentioned in the metaphysics of the previous life.

But this is not a one-day effort, it requires long-term persistence over time.

Philip stood on the far left of the line as the leader of Class A, and he looked at Arthas's perennially gloomy face and greasy shoulder-length hair in a daze.

His relationship with Professor Miller has grown closer these days, and he has invited each other to dinner a few times in addition to private parties.

This somewhat strange mentor has a very unusual taste, and seems to have a soft spot for perverted and spicy hot pot, especially the animal offal that the Ward people don't eat is also very fond of it, sliced into thin slices in the thick red oil soup base pot, and even learned how to use chopsticks for this.

Even if Philip looked at him a little strangely the next day, it still couldn't dampen his love for this heavy food.

Surprisingly, Brian has a very high opinion of his colleague Arthas, even though he has heard about the Lich King's 'different eyes' towards Philip, and still insists on his opinion.

Judging from his experience with Arthas for more than ten years, this paladin is a rare pious knight in the Southern Temple in recent years, not only living a self-disciplined life, training hard, but also outstanding in the understanding and application of divine power among the elite class of paladins.

Of course, when the two of them met, Arthas was only a brave knight of the third rank.

If you look at the requirements for knights on the mainland, words such as humility or absolute justice may not be obvious in today's paladins.