This means that as long as he wants to, he can completely use all his energy and energy to improve a certain strongest talent, and the progress rate will be at least two or three percent higher than that of others.

"Philip, come to my office after dinner today. He shouted.

Philip in the distance was immersed in perception, and today's discovery was amazing, if he had three or four more trainings, he would be able to find the optimal amplitude and fluctuation frequency for all abilities and form a physical memory.

As a result, he was awakened by Arthas's sudden voice, stepped on the wrong step, and almost fell into the sea of sand, becoming a thick turnip.

Everyone knew that Arthas didn't like Philip and stayed in class after class, which was simply the most terrifying thing, and I don't know where this poor kid offended the big devil.

Many people laughed gloatingly, and also extended a thumbs up to Philip, only to get Philip a roll of the eye, and he was not even in the mood to return the middle finger.

Philip, who laboriously pulled his right leg out of the sand, had a bitter face, and secretly said that blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, and the words left by the ancestor were really wise words.

He wanted to go to dinner with Miss Afu tonight, and by the way, he was ruined by the Lich King, who didn't know what kind of nerves he had.

Philip, who was immersed in grief, didn't notice that someone on the other side of the sand sea was looking at his back with resentment and jealousy, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What happened that night between Philippe and Arthas was not explained for a long time by both parties, but from the faces of the two men the next day, there was a faint confirmation of some kind of speculation.

Even other branches of the Higher Theological Seminary have spread various gossip, among which the most talked about by the rotten girls is that the middle-aged handsome uncle Alsace coveted the young flesh of Philip Fresh Meat, and used his spare time to carefully prepare a fine candlelight dinner, and presented a luxurious ring as a confession gift, but was ruthlessly rejected by Little Fresh Meat.

This claim is said to have been confirmed by several insiders who did not want to be named, and it seems to involve the name of another paladin who is thousands of miles away, the benchmark of physical appearance among the active Templars, Leonardo.

The story of the two paladins fighting for a minor little fresh meat, and finally turning their faces into hatred was even written into serialization by several female writers, and 10,000 people were searched and urged to change every day, and various versions of the fragrant story were secretly and widely spread to dozens of countries and regions within the three imperial alliances.

And Philip, one of the parties involved, found out about this one day, and could only be annoyed and angry in the teasing eyes of his girlfriend, fiancée, and a childhood sweetheart's female friend, and finally turned into a wry smile.

To be honest, even he himself was a little confused about the experience of that night, Arthas seemed to be a different person, and not only squeezed out a smile on his gloomy face, but also poured him a glass of ice wine himself, trying to persuade him to give up a few other natural abilities and focus on the improvement of madness.

But on the one hand, Philip was still having a headache for the awkward girl Afu, and on the other hand, he was unsure about the Lich King's sudden change of face, and after cautiously and tactfully indicating that he needed to think about it, he was driven out by Arthas, who suddenly sank his face, and he didn't even have a chance to drink the glass of ice wine.

Sometimes the fate between people is really elusive, and there is no reason to talk about it.

Even Philip and Lord the Lich King realized that the atmosphere of disharmony between the two sides was just a little misunderstanding and an unnecessary battle of will.

They all want to ease the relationship to some extent, at least the relationship between teachers and students should be the closest social relationship in any world.

But there is always an irresistible law of fate in the dark that interferes with all this, making things that have been developing for the better become sparse.

In any case, Philip, who has adapted to the life of the academy and gradually found some tricks, is improving his overall strength day by day, and starting to run his own small force.

Except for a few black-bellied girls who made him a little troubled, and a head teacher who always looked at him unpleasantly, it seemed that everything was developing in a better direction.

Unbeknownst to him, an invisible web was unfolding in the city.

"Uncle, isn't this too intense, after all, his background is not simple, and his guard is above the Holy Rank. ”

"Stupid, the first right to escort the first place in the past is the news that cost us a lot of money to confirm, and that's the Templar.

I don't need to teach you the meaning of the Holy Church, not to mention all kinds of privileges, both overt and covert.

It's only been two months and you're already feeling the pressure, so two years later, don't forget that kid is two years younger than you.

If this hidden danger is not eliminated in the bud now, then after the general trend has been decided in two years, there will be no chance to start.

As for his background and the people around him, it's not something you should consider, this is Frogun, not Waldersmann's southeastern province. ”

"I see, uncle, what do you need me to do?"

"Hehe, it's very simple, that is, to make friends with him, you might as well be generous, excellent people will always get together automatically.

Don't just stick to your little group, you have to show everyone that you are one of the best in the group.

This way, they can get used to this. ”

"Yes, in that case, then I'll go back first, and my mother is still waiting for me at home. ”

"Well, go back to the academy after dinner, you can't delay the evening class, and now you can't waste every minute. ”

Less than 700 kilometers northwest of the southern holy city of Frogun, a small town called Fruity Town.

The town, known for its figs and fruit wine, is well connected by a well-developed rail network, and while it is developing itself with a vast logistics system, it also serves as a point of contact on the edge of the city.

Over the centuries, and especially in the last two or three decades, the town, which had a population of less than 20,000 people, has more than fivefold in size.

Most of the buildings and population are occupied by merchants, workers, rangers, and even liaison points from across the continent who ostensibly act as merchant groups, but secretly serve as liaison points for large bandits and other forces.

Maybe a shirtless craftsman walking down the street, or a flower snake leaning on a shop window, has one or two not-so-unknown identities behind the scenes, mixed with fish and dragons, strangely but harmoniously entangled with each other.

In a small farmstead hidden in the midst of warehouses and woods, Glass scratched a few handfuls of the messy red hair with his right hand, the size of a fan, to make the grass nest look even more messy.

He grabbed a glass of green liquor and poured it into his mouth, the intense burning sensation coming from his esophagus made him shiver involuntarily and cough in his mouth.

"Bell, I must be crazy, believing that you down-and-out old fellow will have some big deal to be coaxed into coming here.

It's the holy city of the temple, not the small city of the Wardleiman Empire, even if you have already crossed the holy level, but in front of those devils, you are not even as good as a piece of shit.

Damn, I'll leave tomorrow, I don't want to die in this place and become a piece of stinky meat. ”

Opposite him, stood a big man with a majestic physique, although he was no longer young, he still looked like a strong male bear, exuding a compelling momentum.

Especially the bald head without a single hair and the slightly blue skin made his expressionless face look even more terrifying at the moment.

"Glass, you know for yourself what you are.

If it weren't for Lord Barry's support, you probably wouldn't have survived now, and you would have been buried in the roots of a certain poplar tree, how could you still have the opportunity to drink such a good wine and enjoy so many beautiful women. ”

Hearing a certain name, Glass jumped up as if stung by a bee, and shouted hysterically: "But Captain Barry is dead, Lady Maya is dead, and the Red Skull is finished, and it is as if the guys of the temple have killed thousands of red-eared rabbits."

Now you tell me that you still want to seek revenge on those devils, are you crazy?

The Red Skull is history, and you're no longer the deputy head you used to be, for the sake of the past, I won't betray you, but don't bother me anymore. ”

The bald man was not angry, not even his expression changed, but he stood up and refilled Glass's empty glass.

The height of 2.30 meters made the whole room seem to be blocked by a wall, and it was darkened, and the huge oppressive force made Glass on the opposite side a little breathless.

I can't beat this big man, I don't know how many years ago, this hybrid of the Alpine Ward Clan and the Vega Clan broke through that barrier and ascended to the Holy Rank.

Even if there is a slight decline due to age, he Glass and the few men standing outside the door are definitely no opponents, which is the main reason why he has not left yet.

Bell opened his mouth and said, "When I mention the old years, I don't use kindness to blackmail you.

As a robber, you can live to this age, if there is still so-called feelings and morality, you would have died a long time ago, and I am not so stupid.

Not following Juno's child to Gokan City is the biggest regret of my life, and I have a responsibility to fulfill my mission.

But it has nothing to do with you, there is a big deal, and it is just two months later at the July Flower Festival.

This is your territory, whether I lied or not, you can go and inquire carefully.

I don't need you to fight those Templars, and I don't need you to enter Frogun, so even so, the leader of your Broken Sword Thieves doesn't have the courage to fight it?"

"Is there really a big deal at the July Flower Festival?" Glass looked up suspiciously, looking at the big man opposite.

Bell nodded, flipped his big hand, and pulled out a small crossbow with a small and delicate shape, but it shimmered with a cold and cold light.

Glass gasped, as a band of thieves roaming the land, he was all too familiar with this overly sophisticated murderous weapon.