A short time passed.
Walking out of class, Chen Heng couldn't help touching his head, feeling tired for a while.
It has to be said that Omando and Chen Heng's predecessor didn't like these courses, not without reason.
In just one class, Chen Heng was dizzy.
The teacher who was in charge of teaching the course was also a nobleman, but a dilapidated nobleman who had lost his territory, and he was already very old, so he had to work in Baron Kaisen's territory to make a living.
From Chen Heng's point of view, this teacher's level is just that. Not only the courses he taught are boring, but also the content is not surprising, there is nothing worthy of praise at all.
From Chen Heng's point of view, most of the courses he explained were useless at all.
Of course, in this world, there are no truly useless people.
Although this teacher is useless, he has a very good relationship with Baron Kaisen, and the two seem to have been very good friends in the past.
Therefore, through this teacher, Baron Kaisen can also be slightly influenced, so as to achieve some effects.
It was precisely because of this that Chen Heng resisted to listen to the class. Not only did he finish listening, but he also pretended to be very interested, which made the other party very happy.
Walking out of class, Chen Heng turned around and returned to his room, continuing to think.
Simulated again, this time his start was the best of his past two.
But despite this, there are still many problems before him.
Entering the simulation world, Chen Heng's first goal is naturally to obtain points.
From the first experience, if you want to get as many points as possible, you need to have enough influence.
This in turn spawned more standards.
If you want your own influence to be large enough, strength, status, and identity are all necessary.
And judging from Chen Heng's current status, it seems that the only thing he has made great strides forward at present is the same.
"In terms of strength, I can only rely on myself. But in terms of status, there are still some ways."
Sitting at the wooden table, he thought to himself.
His identity this time is the second son of a baron.
The second son of a baron was both unfortunate and fortunate.
Unfortunately, he is only the second son and does not have the right to inherit, so he cannot really inherit his father's title.
Fortunately, as long as the other heirs standing in front of him die, he can inherit the title of baron and become the territory of this area.
But to achieve this goal, there is only one obstacle standing in front of him.
Ormando.
Chanting this name, Chen Heng couldn't help but smile, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
He seemed to have experienced a similar situation before.
Thinking about it seriously, his current situation is not similar to that of Sauron in the simulation world last time.
That being the case, do what you have done again, that is.
Of course, even though the situation is similar, Chen Heng's situation at the moment is somewhat different from Saurondo's.
At least, compared to Thorondo, at this moment his father, Baron Kaisen, was still alive and well, looking healthy and showing no signs of ill health at all.
This means that Chen Heng still has a lot of time, so he can take it easy and do some things slowly.
This thought flashed through his mind, and he began to think again.
In the afternoon, when the sun gradually went down, Chen Heng started to go out to an open area outside.
There, a veteran was already standing there.
It was a middle-aged man with a tall and straight figure. He looked about forty or fifty, about the same age as Baron Kaisen, but he looked much taller and taller. Although his skin was dark and his appearance was not neat, he looked tougher , There is a kind of veteran spirit.
He stood there alone, wearing a worn gray robe with a few patches, and he didn't look very financially well.
What is particularly noticeable is that his left sleeve is completely empty, and an arm inside has completely disappeared.
When Chen Heng noticed the other party, the other party also noticed Chen Heng's figure.
Without waiting for the other party's response, Chen Heng took the initiative to step forward with a bright smile on his face: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Kit."
"Sir Calynn. Good day"
Looking at Chen Heng, Kit hesitated for a moment, and finally managed to show a smile.
In the past, he didn't have much contact with Chen Heng, and it can be said that the two had no intersection.
But now, judging from his situation, such a job is necessary for him.
What's more, the Chen Heng in front of him is the lord's son. Even if he is not injured and still works in the guard, he must respect him.
"You are Welcome."
Unlike Ji Te's imagination, Chen Heng did not show the slightest arrogance, nor did he show the slightest arrogance of aristocrats, which was completely different from his elder brother.
He has a gentle attitude and always has a smile on his face, which makes people relax involuntarily.
Looking at Chen Heng, Kit couldn't help but relax before he knew it. Looking at Chen Heng, he said, "It's getting late, let's start now."
"OK."
Chen Heng nodded with a smile, and handed over a dagger in his hand.
"Before officially starting training, I want to test your current situation."
Looking at Chen Heng, Kit said politely.
He wanted to know the current situation of Chen Heng, and his current level, so that he could start teaching after he had a bottom line in mind.
At this moment, he was already ready to start from scratch. After all, judging from Chen Heng's appearance, he didn't look like someone who regularly exercises and practiced swordsmanship.
However, the final result surprised him.
In front of his eyes, Chen Heng pulled out a sword and slowly cast it in front of his eyes, one sword at a time, waving forward continuously. Although that kind of swordsmanship seemed unfamiliar and his body was still a little stiff, it was extremely exquisite. , not like a person who just practiced swordsmanship, but like a veteran.
This is not a person who doesn't exercise often, it is clearly the skill and swordsmanship that can only be possessed by a person who exercises regularly.
Kit was taken aback.
He didn't expect that the second son of the baron, who usually seemed to be doing nothing but only having fun, would have such superb skills.
"You must be extremely diligent on weekdays, but you don't like to show it."
Looking at Chen Heng, Ji Te couldn't help sighing: "In terms of swordsmanship alone, your swordsmanship may already be higher than your brother's."
"However, there are still some small problems."
He looked at Chen Heng, thought for a moment, and then spoke, pointing out some minor problems on Chen Heng.
Some of these minor problems were intentionally left by Chen Heng, while others were caused by his body.
After all, at this moment, he has just entered this body, and some past body memories have not been recovered, so his movements inevitably appear a little stiff.
In the eyes of normal people, there may be no problem, but in the eyes of veterans like Ji Te, who have been fighting for a long time, there are not small problems.
(end of this chapter)