Chapter 83: You're Too Weak

Because of this, the royal family, in order to reward him for his great service to the empire, promoted him to the rank of duke, hereditary repudiation, and the sole control of the fortified army.

The captain and deputy squad leader of each of the Fortified Wall Legions is at least a first-level awakening.

The Rock Division and the Giant Bear Division in Gaokan City were both formed in imitation of the Strongwall Legion. ”

Edward's eyes radiated a light of adoration and yearning, and it seemed that becoming a part of the Strongwall Legion was his lifelong dream.

"Anything else?" asked Phil.

He knew the four great protectors of the empire.

The Belen family, a strong infantry, with a huge armor shield, is like a steel wall, suitable for holding on to the ground.

He once set a glorious record of 300 strong-walled soldiers who resisted an army of 100,000 at the checkpoint of Winter Springs Town.

Later, it was written into novels and poems, became household names, and even spread to extraterrestrial civilizations and was made into a movie, which brought the number of tourists to the Wardsmann Empire to a climax.

The only difference from the story Phil is familiar with is that the warriors are all in armor.

The Flame Legion Purton Herman family, light infantry, agile and fast, with strong endurance, suitable for mountain combat.

The Purton family of the Swift Legion, light cavalry, all riding unicorns, coming and going like the wind, making good use of bows and throwing spears.

Finally, there is the dragon lance army of the Lamande family, heavy cavalry, all riding beasts and dragons, men and beasts are wearing steel armor, holding giant spears, it is the decisive force, known as the razor of the battlefield, where it passes, all demons retreat.

The above four major protector legions, except for the Jianbi Legion, which is responsible for defending the imperial capital all year round, the other three legions are all stationed on the major borders of the empire.

Among them, the Dragon Lance Legion is stationed in Viladi City, one of the first-class military cities, across the mountain from Gaokan City, and the straight-line distance between the two military cities is only less than 300 kilometers.

In the event of a full-scale war, the city of Gaokan would even be subject to the control of the other side and obey its unified command.

"Other abilities, of course. For example, the flying feather that improves speed and reflexes, the dragon elephant that improves strength and explosiveness, and the tenacity that improves endurance, but these three basic physical techniques are not developed by our empire, and the empire only gets the most crude version, and the effect is far less than that of the wall. ”

Phil felt an eye-opener, and he looked at Edward's fat face, and his face was clearly written to teach me quickly.

Edward held the shelf, and looked at the little fat man's adoring look in his eyes, secretly proud.

"What if my own talent is better?" Phil remembered his family's bloodline talent.

"Basic military physical skills may allow you to obtain these awakening abilities, but it is only through systematic training that the probability of this awakening direction becomes greater, not necessarily.

Generally speaking, each of us will have a unique natural ability.

It's called an innate ability because it has a much higher chance of awakening than any other possibility.

If the first awakening is one of the four major physical arts, it means that your own natural ability is too bad, so don't practice it.

And this, when you really awaken, you will understand, I can't say.

And, I think you seem to have misunderstood, and I don't intend to teach you any military physical arts right now. ”

"Why?" Phil was in a hurry, you said it was so lively, amusing me.

"First, because you're too weak right now. ”

"Second, because you're too weak. ”

"Third, you're too weak. ”

Three times when he said something important, Edward poured cold water on Phil, poured his blood through, and continued to be sarcastic.

"A chick, without any feathers, wants to fly?

Little ghost, it's good to have ambitions and ideals, but don't be too ambitious.

My task for the next few years is to try my best to get your body ready for awakening.

It's like if you lift a stone hammer 100,000 times, won't the strength of your body itself increase?

Awakening is just an opportunity to break through the shackles under the accumulation. Edward's hands were intertwined, his legs crossed, and he lowered his head and spat tea foam into the teacup.

"Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Phil blurted out.

"Oh? That's a kind of funny summary, yes. For the first time, Edward showed a hint of admiration for Phil, looking the little fat man up and down.

"Remember, Philip. I always insist that the improvement of the overall quality is the shortcut to the end.

Maybe it will be decades before you understand that it's one strength that determines how fast you go, but it's your weakness that determines how far you go.

Over the years, countless young men of astonishing talent have gone from under my command to the battlefield.

But in the end, those who have a chance, or those who survive to the end of their careers, are all people with strong comprehensive strength. ”

"I see, teacher. Phil shouted this title for the first time, and the first lesson at the beginning of today opened his eyes and benefited him a lot.

This is the so-called elite education, both in terms of knowledge and experience, which distances itself from the ordinary class from the foundation.

A teacher in an ordinary school, facing dozens of children at the same time, will never be able to explain all the details to you in such detail.

It's not just a matter of finding a dumbbell and working out tirelessly, which will only ruin your body prematurely.

Phil felt that there were still many questions to ask, but was interrupted by Edward: "Okay, the tea is also cold." That's all for today's lesson, and it will continue tomorrow.

After a nap, it's time for you to catch up on the task. Then he patted his fat ass and turned away.

Before dinner, the little fat man lay on his big bed with a bitter face, feeling that he couldn't live this day.

Edward's original plan was just an appetizer before the main meal today, the purpose was to find out the situation of the little fat man, and the planned training time was only one hour, and Phil only needed to continue to complete the remaining half an hour.

But Phil mistakenly thinks that the entire school yard has been cleared.

However, for some purpose, Edward did not clarify this beautiful misunderstanding in time.

It wasn't until just before dinner that Phil finally pushed the last bit of snow into the corner.

As he ate, he looked at his hands, which were as stiff as chicken feet, and thought that the man who invented the spoon was a great man.

Aunt Mia looked at her little fat man with tears in her eyes, and vigorously picked up vegetables for him.

Poor baby, alas, everything she has eaten since she was born is made by herself, when has she ever seen him do this.

You see, even the usual favorite miscellaneous fish soup is scattered on the table.

After dinner, Phil felt that his miserable day was finally coming to an end.

The smell on his body can't be smelled anymore, and although he is a fat man, he is definitely a fat man who loves to be clean.

So, he urgently needed to throw himself into the large bathtub on the second floor, and use the hot water and a small bottle of ice wine hidden in the cabinet to completely relax.

Oh~~~

The slightly hot hot water caressed every inch of his skin, the heat spreading down his pores to his muscles and bones, and Phil buried himself in the bathtub, letting the comfort and comfort stir his soul.

The cold hands and feet warmed up little by little, numb and painful, as if they had been cut by a knife.

No, I'm going to get Blair back tomorrow, at least someone has to give him a bath and a massage.

As a glorious gentleman, eight years of pampering have made him initially lose his ability to take a bath.

As for his experience of being served in the bath in his previous life...... Ahem, don't say it.

"Don't worry, someone will give you a massage in a while. A voice rang out suddenly.

Turning his head to look, Edward, who had finished washing, was leaning against the door of the bathroom, his tone flirtatious.

"Huh, did I say it?" Phil wondered.

"Yes, I also said that it doesn't matter if Blair goes or not, it doesn't affect anything.

But Mrs. Catherine meant that since she had done it, she would be thorough, and it could be regarded as a vacation for Blair.

The little girl still looked very happy, packed a lot of clothes before leaving, and hummed a song. Edward explained seemingly kindly, in a very sincere tone.

"You won't tell me that the person who will give me a massage is you. Thinking of Edward's fat body pressing his young body against the bed and ravaging, Phil shuddered and sank himself into the hot water, leaving only half of his face above his nostrils.

"I have to admit that you impressed me today, both for your resilience and for your intelligence. Edward walked over as he spoke, so frightened that Phil sank down again, almost choking.

I saw Edward's chubby figure bend over Phil's side deftly, strangling his thick swimming ring as if it was about to explode, and when he got up, he had one more thing in his hand.