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But that night, Tails still couldn't sleep well.

The experience of the past few days has been too tortuous and bizarre.

The thrilling of Hongfang Street, the sensational secrets of Mindis Hall, and the struggle for survival of the Vine Manor all made him tired from overusing his brain.

What's worse is that even at this point, Tails still can't get used to the soft bed under him, as if the attribute of "sleeping on the pillow" in his previous life has disappeared without a trace.

Alas, Tails rolled his eyes.

After baking countless pancakes, he habitually rolled out of bed, walked to his "special seat" in the corner, and curled up and lay down.

Sure enough, it was still hard for me, Tails licked his lips.

At this time two days ago, he was still worrying about the livelihood of the other five beggars in the abandoned house, and brewing his great escape plan.

After that, in his life full of upheaval, he was like a rootless wanderer in the wind, struggling desperately in this world full of malice and misfortune, just trying his best to survive.

I just want to live well.

But with this identity, Tails looked above the fireplace, and in the dim inner room, a huge nine-pointed star pattern was faintly visible.

Words like "live well" and "be a free man" - Tails sighed deeply: probably just a luxury.

Not to mention......

Tails raised his right hand in a glazed gaze, and in the moonlight, looked at the bandage-covered scratch above.

What power is this—the explosion and the light of the moment as Tails recalls untying Rolf?

And the lori vampire, Tails shuddered at the thought of her dried corpse and the two barely visible round holes in his neck.

And now, Tails has also confirmed that the memories of his past life that flashed back to his brain for no reason are not fragments. What kind of memory can support oneself, and every time in the most dangerous moment, suddenly burst out with extraordinary energy and will?

In the fifth year of the year, Tails was disappointed to find that his doubts and incomprehensions about the world had not decreased, but had become more and more.

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Tails was still woken up in bed and under the covers, and in his sleep, he didn't know who stuffed him back again.

But the atmosphere today is noticeably different.

First of all, the person who came to wake him up was replaced by Ginny, who patiently explained to the scrambled Tails how to wear the clothes that belonged to the aristocracy. Secondly, his breakfast was changed from bread and beef to delicious cakes and milk, and the guards in the hall were busy carrying items into the hall one by one, which looked like they had just been shipped today.

Until Gilbert showed up with a serious face and informed him that the private bespoke course, which belonged to Tails, would start at nine in the morning and last until nine in the evening.

This made Tails really feel that his daily life was completely different. Because it was just the first class in the morning, it was something he had never been exposed to.

"After the events of the past few days, after careful consideration and careful choice, Mr. Tails ......"

After breakfast, Tails was led by Ginny to the backyard of Mindis Hall, where in a cleared clearing covered with soft sand, Gilbert Cassel, with his fine cane, stood in front of a dazzling array of weapon racks, sword targets, arrow targets, sandbags, bolted horses, and a young cub, and told him discreetly:

"We believe that you urgently need basic training in martial arts and self-defense, and that a child who grew up with Lord Mann should also be proficient in horsemanship and basic swordsmanship. ”

"Rest assured, we, primarily Ms. Ginny, will make sure that the training does not affect your existing wounds. ”

What the?

Tails took a deep breath, then was surprised to see Kenny step forward and said coldly to him:

"Don't be surprised, kid, the morning is the best time to get some physical activity. Since you are the future heir of the stars, it is natural to have a body that can bear this burden. ”

"And I'll guarantee that. ”

Tails looked at Geni, who was mature under the morning sun, and her elegant outfit of a court lady, looking at the empty surroundings and scratching his head.

"Why didn't Yodel teach me—he seemed to be very good. "The traverser had in mind the swift way of the secret guard shuttling through the city.

"Do you expect a kingdom where there are not a few masters of the Extreme Realm to teach a novice the most basic things?" Gilbert on the side took over, put his hands behind his back and said, "Moreover, please believe me, Yodel's set does not match your identity and characteristics. ”

Tails nodded as if he didn't understand: "What is the Extreme Realm?"

At this moment, Ginny clapped her hands, walked to the center of the field, and hooked her finger at Tails:

"This is the theoretical knowledge that Gilbert will explain to you in training. ”

"Now, come at me with all your might! I'm going to take stock of what you've found. ”

Tails looked stupidly as Ginny stood in the middle of the field with her hands behind her back until the other man spoke again.

Okay, practice upgrading, isn't this the favorite of the seniors - the traverser finally took a breath, and after thinking about it, he still didn't pull out the dagger.

In the next second, Tails rushed towards Genie with the street skills of a qualified beggar.

"Martial arts, this is the oldest and most enduring art in human history. ”

Ginny didn't even move her supporting feet, and she easily tripped Tyers, who was overpowered.

"Bang!"

Gilbert, on the other hand, slowly began his explanation:

"The history of mankind is a history of constant struggle with foreigners and with itself. ”

"Thousands of years ago, in the struggle for the world's right to live, human beings gradually summed up the skills and rules of using weapons or hand-to-hand combat. ”

Tails tripped a second time and fell disgraced in the drill ground.

"Compared with other races, human beings who are greatly backward in physical fitness rely on mastering these skills and techniques to defeat the strong with the weak, the enemy with few, and the big with the small. ”

"After a long time, some of the warriors who had mastered the skills of the battle awakened in their bodies a power unimaginable to humans themselves. ”

"These forces give human beings options other than 'struggle' and 'resistance' in the world, and different forces give them different advantages, from extraordinary speed, to quick reactions, superb insight, and extraordinary strength. ”

This time, Tails nimbly dodged Ginny's stumbling leg and cleverly grabbed the opponent's high boots, only to be re-kicked by Ginny's skillful force.

"These superior human beings, relying on these powers, rode on scarce war horses, and led skilled warriors to a dangerous world. ”

"These are the first 'knights,'" Gilbert said with a deep sigh as he looked at the embarrassed Tails, who fell to the ground for the fourth time, "and the powers they awakened were collectively called 'supernatural powers' (extra_force). ”

"Today, after the end of the battle (final_war), people, especially the swordsmen, like to call it - the power of the end (final_force)"

"It is precisely because of the emergence of 'extraordinary power' that the world has a division of power for the first time: for those warriors who flexibly use combat skills and are proficient in combat, we are used to calling them 'mortal level'. ”

"And those masters who have mastered supernatural powers, or equal powers, and are meticulous and subtle in their control and observation, have gone beyond the realm of mortals, so—" At this, Gilbert's eyes sparkled:

"We call it 'super-level'. ”

"Enough!"

Ginny raised her left hand and stopped Tails, who was unwilling to continue rushing up, and pushed him to the sand.

"He has a nimble mind, he is good at dodging, and he knows how to get the most out of his power, but his body is not yet mature - I know what to teach him. Genie let out a breath, turned around, and pulled two wooden swords and shields from the weapon rack, throwing the smaller one to the scrambled Tails.

It's so heavy.

Tails struggled to cross the shield and did the same as Ginny, using the belt behind the wooden shield to tie the shield to his left hand, but soon found that this position was extremely taxing on one side of the shoulder.

Tails grabbed the wooden sword in his right hand, good fellow, compared to the JC dagger, this wooden sword was as heavy as the water tank in the abandoned house!

"Turn your body sideways, with your left foot in front and your right foot behind!"

"Raise your shield and aim it at your enemy!" "Hold it up and guard your chest with its center of gravity!" Jenny's words suddenly became cold and strict: "At any time, hold up the shield in your left hand!"

"There are only two situations in which it can be put down: you die, or the enemy dies!"

Tails struggled to raise his left arm, and in a few moments, the pain came.

"Swing your right arm, use the sword as your second forearm, use the weight of your shield and the center of gravity of your forebody, and swing it like a whip!"

Tails, who was already tired and out of breath, raised the sword in his right hand staggeringly, and tried to swing it from side to side, and heard Gilbert's words in his ear:

"Aha, the historic Northland military swordsmanship (sword_arts_of_northern_military). At this moment, the words of the Count of Cassel were full of remembrance and respect:

"In the bard's poems, it is the last weapon of mortals, the resolute body of knights, the ice and snow barrier of the north, and the battlefield nemesis of orcs. ”

His following sentence made Tails' eyes widen:

"Of course, it is also the sword of origin of extraordinary power. ”