"Where am I?"

"Let me see. Very well, you're back here, come closer to the edge of the abyss, let me take a closer look at you, we have so many similarities. You should really try the taste of the dark powers. ”

The darkness in Glori's right wound whispered like a rabbit falling into a valley to escape the tiger's mouth. It knew that the rabbit had little power to resist, and that a trap could turn it into a belly meal.

"Where am I ......?"

Glori slept soundly.

In the dream, after a warm light fell, Glori found his young self following Xavier's tall back, from the academy in the City of Miracles to Mr. Mayne's house in the southern suburbs, and after some pleasantries, he met Tutor Lil, who had recently married Mr. Mayne, and met little Dylan, who was covered in dust.

That year, Glori had just celebrated his tenth birthday. He was accepted as a disciple by Mr. Mayne on Xavier's recommendation, and began to live in Mr. Mayne's house for a long time. However, little Glori, like little Dylan, never met Mr. Mayne. So, what does Mr. Mayne really look like? Or, what kind of person is Mr. Mayne?

Little Glori was in a state of wonder, and as usual, he went with little Dylan to practice swordsmanship in the woods south on a cloudless day in July.

At that time, Little Glori was pushed down by little Dylan with his right hand before he could get a hand. Both of them were dressed in roomy, coarse cloth coats, both with their trouser legs and sleeves rolled up, as if they were going to fight.

"You've got to work harder, or I'll push you down. ”

When Little Glori heard little Dylan say this, he wondered how he should face the straight punch just now. "But how am I going to catch that punch you just had? I'm not as strong as you, and you fight every day, and you learn martial arts. He asked.

"You can't just come up and block my fist, and you don't have enough strength. You've got to be like me, just punch. Have you ever heard of such a saying? 'Preemptive strike,' I think you must know! Otherwise, wouldn't you be bullied when you went to learn swordsmanship? Besides, that guy is here too. ”

With that, little Dylan gave little Glori a demonstration. He punched the straw sack, causing the branches of the fir tree to shake.

"Your words make a lot of sense, but I prefer to use a sword. ”

I don't like it, I like the gentlemanly behavior of the knights—they like to use their swords to decide the winner. So little Glori shook his head, and sat down on the stake and rubbed his dagger. From the moment he came to the City of Miracles, the sword had been with him. He cherishes it so much that he always finds time to wipe his sword clean.

However, Little Glori's appearance is not liked by little Dylan at all.

"At first glance, you are a novice, and you can't always rely on weapons to fight. What would you do if you didn't have a weapon in your hand? I can't imagine it. Perhaps, like the first time you met Wooder. He knocked you down with his bare hands and turned you into a mud man......"

Little Dylan pinched his waist, looking like he was arguing with reason. Even, he wanted to take away Little Glori's sword. However, he knew the importance of the sword to little Glori, so he sighed.

"Why are you so stubborn? If everyone is like you, then you don't even have the horns to drill?"

"I'll try, but I'm not here to fight. ”

Little Glori shook his head, refusing to get up and try to catch little Dylan's fist again. I don't want to try to use my fists, I swear to be a magic swordsman! If I don't use a sword, then what else can I use? Besides, Mr. Mayne has never shown up, let alone taught us swordsmanship, I have to rely on myself, just like in the academy!

Just as little Glori was thinking, he was teased by little Dylan. Little Dylan actually put a caterpillar on Little Glory's left shoulder, and then watched as the caterpillar crawled and crawled until it was about to burrow into the collar of Little Glory's shirt.

"Hey, look at your shoulder. As a bonus, I've given you a caterpillar as a friend. If you don't do it, it will move its mouth, and it will roll in your clothes and use the thorn as a greeting gift. ”

This is not the end of the story, little Dylan also deliberately made a grimace. "Slightly......" he stuck out his tongue.

Seeing little Dylan smile back as he ran, little Glori frowned. You only know it's a caterpillar, but you don't know it's going to turn into a butterfly. Thinking of this, he picked up a dead branch and put it on his shoulder. Little by little, the caterpillar climbed up the branches, and then he placed the branches under the fir tree, and still placed them diagonally.

"Now, you can go cocooning, and it's just the right time. But what about me? I have to wait for Mr. Mayne to come back, and I have to continue to practice swinging my sword. ”

As a result, little Glory thought of a word that Mr. Carlos often said because of this.

"It's not okay to be cocooned, but what if the Remnant Moon Clan comes to attack us? If we neglect our manual work because of the little money we have from our work, we won't have enough money to provide food for refuge. ”

That's what Mr. Carlos said. Could it be that this is the case if I only care about practicing swordsmanship? Perhaps, Dylan was right. However, I haven't mastered swordsmanship yet!

Thinking of this, little Glori continued to practice swinging his sword. When he was tired, he raised his head, glanced at the sun, and breathed in the nutrients in the forest.

The sun is harsh, but the sun is warm. Moreover, under this bright sun, the figure of Tutor Li'er appeared, wearing a blue dress and carrying a basket full of lunch. This made little Glori very happy, because he was hungry. Filling your stomach to do things is something that even children know!

If you don't have the strength, how can you continue to practice swordsmanship? Whether it's slashing or stabbing...... It takes physical strength, and when I went out, I practiced swinging my sword in the yard!

Then little Glori stood up. He first put the dagger back into its scabbard, and then patted the dust off his body, making himself look as neat and decent as a knight about to go out.

"Mentor, where's Dylan?"

"Little Glori, see what I've brought here?"

Lil said softly. She tucked her blonde hair behind her ear and laid her lunch on a clean, flat rock. Then, just as she was bending over, little Dylan jumped out from behind her and deliberately howled loudly.

"Hah!"

"Oh my God, little Dylan, you're going to freak the hell out of little Glory. He doesn't have the guts you do. ”

Lil nodded towards lunch. So, it's time to eat. Little Glori shrugged at little Dylan and sat down on either side of Lil, smiling with him.

"We're not kids, especially me. I'm a lot bigger than him!" Dylan reached for the second largest apple. Then he said to the tiptoeing Glori, "Hurry up! If you slow me down, I'll eat all the fruit." ”

"Little Glori, you'd better listen to him, little Dylan is a gluttonous cat. Lil smiled.

"Hmm...... But I don't care, we're good friends. ”

Little Glori reluctantly replied at the thought of Mr. Mayne. Fearing that he would be mistaken for "very concerned", he put down the apple he had picked up.

"Tutor Lil, what about Mr. Mayne? Why hasn't he shown up after so long? He can't keep us hanging like this! Besides, you can't teach us swordsmanship......"

Little Glori explained, with a little complaint. In an instant, he was astonished that Mr. Mayne had jumped from a tree. He couldn't think of any other words to describe the scene, and Mr. Mayne just fell from the sky!

Mr. Mayne stood in the sunlight, and he was such a handsome and strong man—with a tall nose, short brown hair, and a dignified body—without armor, and a shirt of cloth with an open collar, and his solid pectorals, and he reached out and let the thick arm of the fir tree stand still.

Seeing that Mr. Mayne was right in front of him, little Glori couldn't speak with excitement. He saw Mr. Mayne let go of his right hand, and he saw the fingerprints left on the fir tree—he didn't use his magic power, as if it had been sublimated by its long use, and made him stronger!

"Mei ...... Mr. Mayne!"

Immediately, Little Glori stood up, and he knew that little Dylan also reacted in the same way, because he was stepped on by little Dylan and hit his right shoulder by little Dylan. It's as if they've seen a savior—have I finally waited for this day?

At this point, little Glori was looked at by Mayne. Unexpectedly, the first thing Mr. Mayne said was to disappoint him so much.

"They haven't come to terms with the environment yet. Swordsmanship training? I think it will take a while. Mayne said.

"You've been delaying for a long time, so it's not okay to let them look like this. It's time for you to teach them swordsmanship," Lil muttered, trying to threaten, "and if you continue to delay, Lord Xavier will lose his temper." Do you still want to participate in his magic seminars?"

Mayne only frowned, though.

"Swordsmanship...... I'm afraid not yet. They can't hold the sword tightly yet," Mayne said, pulling the sword from little Glori's waist and taking an apple in his left hand, "Look, it's that simple. I just reached for it, and he watched as the sword slipped away. ”

"But Mr. Mayne, we're ready. As for the sword...... You are our mentor...... You can, of course, take it and check it out. ”

Little Glori whispered. He was a little afraid of Mr. Mayne—he was not only strong, but he was not arrogant. He had never seen anyone like it, not even in Xavier. Yes, he's one of the current Divine Knights, Ril Mayne, a man like the Templar Kyle, who is at the top of Alex's Knights' list.

Well, such a wonderful man as Mr. Mayne must have a big heart. Why didn't he teach us swordsmanship?

So little Glori was distressed again. I'm already here! Am I just being left to dry?