so tired…
What floated in his vision was the smell of gunpowder and blood. He had been staring at it for a long time in a trance, but the god who was in charge of death did not come to take away his consciousness. Waiting like this was really too long. So despicable. Uploaded by netizens==
So he sat up in a trance.
He never thought that he could still sit up, but in any case, this seemed to be a conditioned reflex, like sleeping for too long, opening his eyes and feeling unable to move, but after a while, he still had to sit up. of.
At night, in the slightly chilling field, he felt that the world was a little difficult to understand. Why was he here? Why is this the case? So what should the real situation look like
It took a while for him to realize that there should be Fort of Thorns, there should be war and gunpowder, there should be thousands of soldiers, there would be blood flowing freely, and there should be Grace... but they were all gone. He can be sure that those are not dreams. Although there have been times of cowardice, years of tempering have actually made his spirit like a rock, and he has a firm understanding of everything. But what is in front of me is not a dream. This grassy slope, the trees in the back, the huge city in the distance, the moon in the sky, this is... Yale.
Yale, the important northern city of the Rhine Empire, where he lived from the death of his parents until he was fifteen years old. When he was fifteen years old, his sister succeeded to the title of earl in the imperial capital, and he went south because of this. After that, various shadows and pressures spread silently. I once thought that those conspiracies and calculations would be like fate behind them. The mighty force of the push, so he could only go with the flow, in a daze, and never returned to this place, but at the end of the Seven Years War, I heard that it was attacked by Bandos, and the whole city was destroyed in one fell swoop, he did not I have seen what the city looked like when it was broken, but in any case, it should no longer be the scene in front of me.
At this time, the bright moon has risen to the top of the tree, and looking down from this hillside, the city wall of Yale stretches in front of the field of vision as before, embracing in both directions. The light of the city extends to the distant forest in the dim night, and the light of the city ripples on the other side. The market, the civilian area, the noble area, the light of torches and oil lamps are connected in the city, and even the most attractive. The magic light radiating from the giant tower that attracts attention. Looking back a little, the lights of the Laurel Tower on the foot of the mountain are also flickering in the distance.
Everything is the same as in the memory.
Looking at his hands, even the self at this time has changed back to the way he used to be when he was a teenager, as if he came to play outside the city when he was a teenager, slept drowsily on the hillside, doing After a long dream, when I woke up, it was like this, looking at the Yale that had not changed in my memory.
However, that nightmare was too real after all, and he had already passed the age when he would be blinded by illusions in the dream. Now sitting in a daze for a long time, he subconsciously waved his hand - the hand of a young man - a small amount of magic power began to return the information contained in this simple action, the big tree branch more than ten meters behind him Shaking it gently, a leaf struggled down the branch, flew out as if being blown by the wind, and landed on the hand.
The young man looked at the blade tiredly. Gradually the blade began to tremble, but the small tremors became faster and faster. After a few seconds, the edge of the blade began to decompose due to the high-frequency vibration of magic power, turning into dust and flying away. Seconds later, the blade disappeared in such a shock.
"Ah..." He exhaled a long breath, stood up on the grassy slope, many things could not be understood, many things could not be thought about, this body has been fully rested and full of vitality, but it is full of There was more in his mind, but it was still the fatigue that seemed to have been struggling for a lifetime. The place he thought should be the end had not arrived, so he could only continue to walk.
I staggered down the mountain all the way, passed the city gate illuminated by fire, walked a long road, passed through the pedestrians at night, walked towards the patrolling soldiers, and the noble carriage galloped past, and I don’t know how long it took. , he saw the door of the earl's mansion deep in his memory, so he walked in, someone greeted him on the way, he couldn't ignore it, just walked all the way to the room that should belong to him, opened the door and closed it again , lay down heavily on the big g.
If this is the destination, he is ready to not wake up again, if it is a dream, everything in the future, then he will have to think about it in the future.
He was so tired, he just wanted to temporarily put down all the memories and burdens, relax, and take a good sleep.
In the quiet night, the thoughts fell into a deep sleep, time was still moving fast, the lights of the city were changing, and the city gates were gradually closed. It spread everywhere, but the light in the huge city became more intense. The banquets held in the noble mansions, the carnival atmosphere, the warmer lights after the shops closed, and the small end of the city. The fire, and then the light spot spread, the fire light was extinguished, and the swirl spread again.
Time continued to move forward, and the lights in the civilian and commercial areas gradually began to thin. After midnight, the carnival banquet began to disperse, the city was quiet, and darkness shrouded in all directions from the wilderness. When the night was at its deepest, The city seems to have stopped functioning, and only the least life-sustaining light spots are still shining. Even the huge magic tower seems to have fallen into a deep sleep. The deepest part is freed.
The little spots of light lit up again, and life and vitality began to gather in and out of the city. This was the most obvious moment of metabolism in the entire city. The sunlight broke through the white fish belly in the east, and the rays of light spread irresistibly. Begin to enter the daytime dominated by noise and vitality, the noisy early morning, the gradually settled morning, the dazzling noon, and the afternoon when the light dyes the city into a lazy khaki. Some inconspicuous duke's mansion in Yale City, as if In the usual work and life scenes of the past, several people were talking.
"Aren't you up yet?"
"Yeah, I came back at that time yesterday, I didn't have dinner, and I've been sleeping until now, why don't I let Gonia go in and take a look?"
"...No, if you can sleep well, your body will be fine. It sounds like breathing is normal here."
"But Master Sharjah hasn't missed class before, right?"
"...Cough, wait until he gets up and ask again."
The conversation in the courtyard in the afternoon was between Charles, the housekeeper of the Earl's House, and the gardener named Reggie. After a brief conversation, they resumed their previous work. The titular nobles and masters who currently live in the Earl's Mansion have only one underage child, and there are more than 30 people living directly under the title of nobles. As long as there is no major incident, they will always be maintained. the normal functioning of the mansion.
The afternoon was as calm and peaceful as before, everyone was doing their own work, and after a while, someone came to tell Butler Charles: "Master Sharjah is up."
"Are you all right? Are you ready for dinner?"
"The meal is ready, Master Sharjah looks all right, but... he's at the gate... sitting..."
"Um?"
"Uh... he's sitting on the steps."
"...I see, go over right away."
Charles thought for a while, walked through the long corridor and went all the way to the gate of the Earl's Palace. When he went out from the side door beside the main entrance, he saw Sharjah Barrymore, who was sitting on the steps and currently half the owner of the Earl's Palace. . The thin and handsome young man was sitting on the stone steps there, with his hands folded on his knees and his chin on his arms. what.
maybe... lost in love...
Charles thought.
Although the teenager is still young, for many people, he has indeed reached the ignorant age to know about love. Such reasons can also explain his abnormal sleep from last night to the present. Charles thought so, and approached from the side: "Master Sharjah."
"Um... Charles."
Sharjah did not look back and still looked at a pedestrian passing by. After a pause, he said Charles' name. The tone was a little different from the past, like the vicissitudes of life that he recalled after searching for several times in his memory. , but of course this is an illusion.
"Master Sharjah, sitting like this goes against the image and cultivation of a noble..."
"Well, is it..."
If in the past, if reminded like this, the young man named Sharjah would stand up immediately, not that he was afraid of the housekeeper, maybe it could be said to be respectful, his character was so good that he almost never caused trouble. . But at this time, he just answered lightly, nodded, and sat like that for a while before standing up from there, looking back with a clear smile.
"understood."
So soon after, he sat down at the long table in the Earl's Court Restaurant and began to eat. There was not much food, white bread, corned beef, Yale's specialty black taro puree, and a glass of freshly squeezed juice. Feel the vibration when these things touch the taste buds, the sun is shining in diagonally from the open door, and occasionally the servants of the Earl's Palace pass by, no one can feel it, and he is still quiet now and the quiet and introverted man before. The Sharjah Master has been a lot different.
The next two days passed in such a quiet way that he seemed to be immersed in some kind of terrifying feeling of novelty and unfamiliar overlapping, quietly watching everything around him, sleeping, eating, greeting people, and walking out during the day. Earl's Court, walking in the sunny market place - he has not walked so easily in many years, and he has not seen such calm streets in many years, and the countless deaths he has witnessed have been written off, they have not yet happened , he has not yet become the necromancer who is tormented in his heart, struggling under the weight of fate all the time, he is still such a young man...
He sat on the steps beside the road and watched pedestrians pass by. It took him half the morning to watch, but he didn't move. Or walking around Yale, just walking, and approaching the Yale Noble Academy where he should be studying at this time, familiar and unfamiliar, but he did not go in - he did not go to class these two days, but it is not a big problem, noble The management of this aspect is not strict in the academy. As long as they are aristocrats with a little background, their family can afford a good magic or martial arts teacher. The public courses in the school are not compulsory for most students. sex.
After two years like this, the memory of the past settled in this reality.
In the fifth and sixth year of the Warring States Calendar, Yale, this is the summer of his thirteen years.
Two years later, my sister will officially inherit the position of earl, so I went to the imperial capital and studied at the Imperial Academy in Lucius. During his time in the imperial capital, Uncle Patrick, who was the deputy chief of the Barrymore family, took great care of him, and because of this, he lived an unusually warm life. In 510, his twenty-year-old sister took over the sixth place Legion, became the youngest legion commander in the history of the empire, and also one of the youngest juggernauts.
In 513, the shadow cast by Uncle Patrick turned into a real pressure, and he began to understand the cause of his parents' death, some hatreds, and at the same time he got the code of the dead, and understood that his sister has always been After the painstaking efforts, the sister launched a rebellion.
In 514, my sister died, and I became a heretic who practiced undead magic.
In 515, the influence of the rebellion carried out by my sister was finally guided after a year of lurking, and it broke out in an all-round way. Death, until the great escape in the Fort of Thorns in 521, when more than 100,000 people were killed by the massacre...
Now, none of these painful things that made him think of it, as if his whole heart had been dug out, have yet to happen.
Now the Rhine Empire is at its most vigorous moment. As one of the three major noble families of the Rhine, the Barrymore family is huge and amazing. The uncle named Patrick is also the core position of the family's power. He and his sister are now nothing but a dispensable side branch of the Barrymore family. His conspiracy has already been spilled. After the death of his sister, he once thought that maybe the power of her sister would be several times stronger, and that rebellion would not be successful. At that time, my sister may have understood the disparity in strength, and made such a decisive fight, because once the enemy has taken the lead, she may not even have a chance to fight.
Now, before everything breaks out, he still has seven years to prepare for it all.
Some things can be complex or simple. Patrick's calculations, he used to only see a small part of the final result, and now there may be his people in the earl's mansion. What these calculations are ultimately for, I don't understand, the hatred may just be easy, I once thought that maybe he was involved in the outbreak of the entire Seven Years War and the demise of the Rhine Empire. It would be very difficult to accurately destroy everything one by one. Which one is the most critical? He doesn't understand the point, but anyway, there are always some things that can be very simple.
In any case, Patrick himself is always the core person who cannot escape. Seven years, and enough time to return to the peak, he will hide in the darkness, find the core of the conspiracy including him, and give him a fatal shot. hit. And no matter how strong the power behind him is, he will no longer be a burden to him at that time, and he can always protect his sister. It can be done.
There were times when I was very eager for power, but at that time, I always wanted to become stronger, but I couldn’t get it. Later, after having such power, the power itself has no meaning. After experiencing those things, he has lost With the mentality of fighting with others, it is not necessary to kill anyone, and it is not necessary to defeat anyone, because no matter what, the dead people will never wake up again. In the end, the battle at Fort Thorns , He never thought about fighting, in his opinion, it was just a simple process of dying. However, until now, these powers finally have some meaning.
The feeling of manipulating those powers, the feeling of resonating with the magic power, is still clear in his heart now. He has already experienced what he needs to experience. What he needs is to improve the aptitude of this body step by step. The memory exists in the The soul, the coordination and conditioned reflex of many complex controls are engraved on the body, and it is not difficult to repeat these things in seven years.
In the hot summer evening, the young man sat under the big tree in the Earl's Mansion, gently stroking the symbols one by one with the branches, calculating the steps to move forward again. In fact, his aptitude in magic and martial arts is very poor. This may be because he is a mixture of nobles and commoners. Since the ancient magic empire, the blood of many nobles has indeed had a unique advantage in magic martial arts. However, Over the past thousand years, the bloodlines of various nobles have been gradually diluted, which is why the families of the great nobles are now extremely strictly limited to the intermarriage of commoners.
He himself is the extreme of this mediocre aptitude, which is why his father, Marquis of Lanster, remained unmarried until his death on the Barrymore family's genealogy. Later, when he practiced necromancy, there was no progress at first. It was not until he used necromancy for treatment that his power began to grow by leaps and bounds, and finally reached a level that even he could not define.
Maybe I just have a talent for therapy...
Now, naturally, there is no need to start with necromancy, and it is not good to be discovered. In the control of basic elements, all powers are the same way. He used to envy his sister's appearance when fighting... Well, let's just be a swordsman... Didn't Cecilia say that men must have a sense of humor? .
Thinking of Cecilia, his eyes crossed the outer wall of the Earl's Palace, and went far in the direction of the magic tower in the distance, which is also the location of Yale Noble College. On the other side, Charles came again.
"Master Sharjah, these days... you don't seem to go to school."
"Tomorrow." He turned his head and said apologetically.
Yeah, it's time to see her too...
In the past life, the only woman who had sex with him, in a sense... his teacher, and his wife...
two,
In the summer of 1956 of the Warring States Period, Cecilia Lavenbell was twenty-three years old, a woman ten years older than Sharjah, who was working as an alchemy teacher at Yale Noble College at this time. She is a girl from a viscount family whose father is an alcoholic and a mother who is a dick. She has an older brother who is used to being domineering, a younger brother who calls himself a playboy and a younger sister who wants to marry the royal family all day long. As far as Celia is concerned, she has always been an incompatible part of the family. Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, this girl with red hair and a hot body is always very bad. She also happens to be the character in this family. Zhang Yang is the eldest daughter with a twisted gender, it is no different, she has used this statement more than once to make fun of herself.
Although she has a bad personality - this is manifested in many aspects, it is difficult to describe it in detail for a while - but this girl named Cecilia has an indescribable talent for the study of the magic array since she was a child, and the study of the magic array is a side door of alchemy. Branches are characterized by being very brainy, very resource-intensive, very narrowly applicable, and so on. On the mainland at this time, this discipline is somewhat tasteless, and it is mainly applied to some immovable buildings or objects, such as underground palaces, treasures and the like.
It sounds like if you learn to be a treasure hunter, you will be very rich, but in fact, the power of the magic circle is limited. After discovering an underground palace, a knowledgeable magic circle alchemist can safely open the way, but in the same way, a powerful magic circle A fighter or a magician can also be violently dismantled, and it takes much less effort and investment to train a fighter or a magician than to train a magic circle alchemist.
But in any case, due to her achievements in the field of law, Cecilia joined a mercenary group at the age of seventeen and traveled all over the empire in a few years. She only came to Yale three years ago. He took over the teaching position in the aristocratic college, temporarily settled down, and at the same time made a precipitation of the experience gained in the past few years.
The initial encounter between Sharjah and her is actually very simple. The curriculum of the aristocratic college is not strict - such schools in the whole continent are basically research-oriented, and they attract talents from all walks of life to enter the school as teachers with generous treatment. , the most important thing is to provide them with research places and resources. The teachers who teach basic courses are very solid, but when entering various high-level detailed subjects, it depends entirely on the teacher's interest. They focus on their own research, and it is impossible to easily tell each student about the lessons that are too deep. There is a strong personal imprint of understanding. In fact, this is not conducive to the development of ordinary students. Of course, if you are interested, you can naturally find a suitable teacher for advanced inquiry, and the nature of mutual research is more.
At this time, the distinction between the various detailed subjects is still relatively vague. The two major categories of martial arts and magic are relatively finely divided. Each branch has dedicated teachers, but in courses like alchemy, the teachers must be quite knowledgeable. Cecilia is better than magic circles, but her title is still the same. The unified alchemy tutor will also tell some basic alchemy courses to interested students, including Sharjah as a major in potions.
As Sharjah, who planned to be a professional therapist since he was a child, there are two subjects he chose to focus on, majoring in potions and minoring in healing magic, which is mainly based on holy light, also known as white magic. In fact, most therapists will choose to major in white magic, and potions are not widely used nowadays, and they have always been minor subjects. Unfortunately, Sharjah's talent in magic is too scum, so he can only choose to go to potions. Dig deep in the direction.
Most of the students of noble colleges have some background. If they really want to develop in a direction, they can often find very good teachers based on their family relationships. This is one of the reasons why the school is relatively laissez-faire to these colleges, because in ordinary When the academy was still teaching basic courses for commoner children, no matter how stupid these noble children who possessed a lot of resources were, they had already passed the basic courses they needed.
But even so, since they came to the school, of course they couldn't choose subjects and teachers that they were not really interested in. Because Cecilia was not well known, and her major in law formation was really rare, she chose to study in her class. If the children who are studying are not very interested in this teacher's hot body, they are simply messing around or filling out the wrong form and are too lazy to change it. Even so, the students in charge of Cecilia are still only a few dozen people. Among them, Sharjah, who wants to learn potions, is more interested in this course and has become one of the most serious students in the class. .
Such a connection is not enough to cause the two people who are ten years apart to have more connections. In terms of character, Cecilia, who has a hot red hair, is cold and harsh to outsiders, and lazy and laissez-faire to herself. Once he starts researching and forgetting to eat and sleep, Sharjah's character is introverted and shy, and even if he is bullied, he can't take revenge.
In the past three years, apart from the intersection inside and outside the classroom, the two have not had any further contact. Although there are occasional casual conversations like friends, it is just because of Cecilia's casual personality. The innate talent in potions is not very good. Most of the questions asked are at the primary stage, and Cecilia can also answer them. If it is more esoteric, Cecilia casually asks him to find other more professional tutors. In the end, he said more directly: "It's easier for you to not learn potions at all, if you have a single muscle, even if you don't have talent, you will be more successful than alchemy. "Come like this. Fortunately, Sharjah had already understood her lazy personality at this time. There were many jokes in this sentence, and he would not be hit too hard.
In 508, my sister Angelina took over the position of earl, and Sharjah went to the imperial capital from Yale. At this time, the transfer procedures had been completed. At the same time, Cecilia's contract with Yale expired. The Noble Academy hoped to keep her, but Cecilia wanted to go to the imperial capital to play, so she went south with Sharjah, and later Sharjah entered Ruxiu in the imperial capital. Si Mowu Academy, Cecilia also went to this academy to become a teacher, and later...
Then it gets weirder...
There have been some trivial things. In May 11th, when Sharjah was approaching his eighteenth birthday, the two had a relationship. It is difficult to say whether Sharjah pushed the teacher down or the teacher pushed down the childish Sharjah, but in short, the relationship was This was maintained, Cecilia did not show too much fanaticism about this relationship, and in Sharjah at that time, it was difficult to understand why Teacher Cecilia chose him, the only thing he knew Yes, from start to finish, he was indeed the only man who had sex with Cecilia.
Men must have a sense of humor - Cecilia said so, of course, this sense of humor does not mean telling jokes, she appreciates the calm and unmoving character, but until the end, has always been indecisive. Sharjah is too far behind for such a sense of humor. Therefore, during that time, he often wondered whether he would be a passer-by and an episode in the teacher's life.
It was not until the autumn of 514 that after his sister died, he was hunted under the name of a heretic. Cecilia, who could have stayed out of the incident, died to save him. In fact, he has already done everything a wife should do.
However, at the moment, the 23-year-old Cecilia has no plans to become a wife. She is fooling a group of alchemy apprentices in class about the significance of the explosion to alchemy. The reason why she feels the need to mention this is because A few days ago, she had a considerable explosion during the experiment, which burned off half of her head, so she had no choice but to cut her long wavy hair into short hair.
"...Don't think that the explosion is a failure, and it proves that someone is inferior. As an alchemist, you must have flexible minds and keen observation, and you must be good at finding things worthy of your awe from all the clues. Alchemy said In the end, it is the knowledge of manipulating explosions. You set up a magic circle to form a device, and in the end you want to make it explode and achieve the effect of killing. Therefore, even if the experiment fails, the effect of the explosion can often prove the ability of the alchemist. Since they have the ability to achieve an uncontrollable explosion of a certain scale, they are only one step away from being controllable. The explosion is the proof of strength, and you must learn to observe in the future..."
"Then... Tutor, if we put many, many magic spar stones together to detonate, wouldn't we be able to tell others that we are alchemists in the legendary realm..."
"Shut up! Don't find fault, the explosion is just a proof, I didn't tell you to deliberately pursue an uncontrollable explosion..."
Cecilia threw a charcoal pen in annoyance and slapped it on the forehead of the boy behind, and everyone suddenly laughed. Cecilia glanced at the boy a few times. There were only two or three students in the class who were pleasing to the eye. Although this boy named Sharjah had poor aptitude, his intentions were not bad, but he didn't come to class two days ago, and he dared to do so today. Just kidding myself, I hate little kids the most, and today he is carrying a big sword behind his back... What is he doing...
No matter in which era, magic and martial arts are the mainstream of society. The cultivation of these two things pays attention to some general foundations, but beyond the foundation, if you want to develop, you still need various things with different personalities. It is normal to take classes with strange weapons or magic wands, because many martial arts schools pay attention to cultivating feelings with weapons or something. But this young man didn't practice swordsmanship at all before, so why did he suddenly bring a sword.
And from here, the sword is really too big. The thirteen-year-old boy has a handsome appearance and doesn't usually exercise much. He looks even more thin, about one meter four, and the giant sword Over 1.8 meters tall, after he sat down, it seemed like a big tree stood behind him - no wonder he was sitting at the end today, and it was indeed a tree, it was a wooden sword at all.
Beginners in swordsmanship often use wooden swords, for fear of hurting others and themselves. However, the piece of wood behind the boy's back also looked strange. Half of the tree was cut and chopped casually, it was a mess, and there was a branch with leaves on the side. The leaves are dazzling green without being cut off. There is also bark in some places, and the handle seems to be rough and thorny.
However, the most boring thing is not the roughness of this giant sword. Generally speaking, warriors who take the giant sword route have a calm and fierce swordsmanship, and the first thing they need to exercise is strength. Carrying the giant sword behind your back every day also means exercising at any time. If it is a wooden sword, almost everyone uses extremely heavy wood, such as walnut wood, fine gold wood, green tung tree, etc., but the wood behind the opponent , Cecilia can recognize it at a glance, it is relatively rare in the north, and belongs to a relatively rare wood species in the south, called soft sandalwood.
Although this soft sandalwood is rare, it is not expensive. It was a relatively tasteless wood for staff in the past few decades, but it has been eliminated recently. Its magic adaptability is still good, but it is not strong, and The biggest feature is that it is light enough. Considering that the ignorant guys in the north are not well-informed, the reason why this young man uses soft sandalwood to make a giant sword can be seen at a glance.
It was too heavy for him to carry on his back, so he chose very light wood, and he had to make it unrecognizable by ordinary people, so he could use it to scare people. To find such a large piece of soft sandalwood in the north, enough to make hundreds of staffs, although the price is not expensive, it is really difficult for him. But apart from being scary, this soft sandalwood probably has no other function. It is conceivable that once you enter the arena, the giant sword will be smashed hard. If the hilt is not broken, it will definitely fly up the sky. The only effect is to scare people.
Cecilia taught at the school for three years, and spent a lot of time on Sharjah, but she also knew the situation of the other party's family, and understood that the genius sister in his family was using a giant sword. It is estimated that he wanted to imitate something, but put on such a boring posture.
She has a bad character and wanted to laugh at her: "Are you planning to start practicing the Four Realms?" But considering that hitting people doesn't slap in the face, maybe this child really cares about his sister, and finally he still keeps a little bit as an adult His integrity, continue the class and ignore him.
Gee, I hate ripped kids of this age the most.
three,
Sometimes it's like this, when you hate something, the hate thing tends to lean on itself.
Cecilia is a teacher of alchemy. There is no need to point fingers at the opponent's martial arts. She forgot the giant sword behind Sharjah that she saw in class. After school, she packed up and went home all the way. go in the direction.
The teachers at Yale Noble College are quite strong. Generally, those who become college teachers will be assigned a good address. Cecilia originally had it, but two years ago, her experiment at home caused an explosion, which almost destroyed the whole building. The villa was overturned, and her life has become simpler since then.
Based on the scale of the explosion, Cecilia's alchemy rating is estimated to be close to level 20. If a level 20 alchemist really comes to Yale, even if a few houses are razed, the academy will probably help with a smile. to rebuild. It's a pity that that time two years ago was a real mistake. Her magical power circuit resonated with the magic spar in the entire warehouse, and almost all of her savings over the years were burned.
She deserves such a thing, so she can't ask the college to pay for it. Later, the house has been repaired and it can only be regarded as habitable. With Cecilia's income, she could have hired a few servants to help take care of it, but after her savings were exhausted, the expenses such as buying various materials for experiments were enough to make her a poor ghost. Fortunately, she has a relatively easy-going temperament. She was used to suffering with the mercenary group a few years ago, and her life ended like this.
On the way back from the teaching area of the college to her residence, she will pass a small lake. There are not many people here. It is a secret place she likes very much. The golden sunset sprinkles in the woods by the lake. The trees appear to be alive. She had already packed a meal in the college's cafeteria, and at this time, she sat down beside a big tree by the lake, opened the box and began to eat. There were golden scaly ripples on the lake, and then, she saw the dead child who had begun to enter the puberty again.
He was holding that ridiculous great sword and was dancing in the clearing by the lake.
Since he was a child, he did not have a high talent for martial arts. Sharjah has not undergone too strict training since he was a child. At this time, his arm strength was insufficient. Even a giant sword made of soft sandalwood was extremely difficult to swing. After all, the size of the giant sword It is 1.8 meters long, and the rough handle is definitely not easy to hold. Cecilia watched for a while while eating, the corners of her eyes twitched, but the child probably felt that it was funny, he shouted a few times, leaned down from time to time to gasp, and finally held the sword in both hands and danced with a "Yah-" stand up.
The body made a circle, another circle, and the speed gradually increased. Cecilia's twitch turned into the corners of her mouth at this time.
This is one of the low-level martial arts that is widely circulated on the mainland. It is often used for large-scale battle formations. There is a very nice name called "Martial God Vortex", and more are directly called "Big Windmill" or "" Meat Grinder".
This martial skill is very stupid. It is nothing more than holding a giant sword and turning desperately. The huge inertia makes it not enough adaptability, but as an epee warrior, it is quite ferocious in many places. The length of the arm plus nearly two With a meter-long sword, if you have already developed Dou Qi, it is quite amazing that this huge turbine that rotates rapidly turns into a crowd.
The correct way to deal with this martial art is to avoid its edge first, and wait until the opponent finishes turning, dizzy and brainless, and slashed to death with a knife. The highest standard to test the opponent's martial arts proficiency is whether this person can reply as soon as possible after turning around many times. Naturally, there is no need for any testing methods for this broken boy in front of him. After all, there is an earl's mansion behind him. Even though he has just started practicing, his footwork and force are still correct. It is also thanks to him that he was able to turn a few times. circle and turn faster and faster.
However, after these few laps, the shout of "Aahah-" in his mouth was no longer the original Yingwu shout, but full of panic.
"Ahh- can't stop..."
I don't know if it was the first time he practiced, but after spinning, he actually used the momentum of this move. When he made a move, he saw him being dragged by the big sword in the lake. As he turned around desperately, there was a faint magical resonance on the sword.
Sharjah originally practiced healing magic, and that big sword was also a suitable material for making wands. In panic, healing magic naturally resonated through the weapon, and the hand was using the warrior's martial arts. Next, you can imagine Got it...
I saw that he was dragged by the giant sword and flew off the ground. After drawing an arc in the air, he even took the sword and slammed into the lake.
The giant sword floated on the water, and the man threw twice before it sank.
If it was a heavy sword made of walnut wood, it would definitely sink, and the sword was unsurprisingly light enough to float…
Faced with the speechless scene, Cecilia hesitated to rescue people, because the beginner would definitely lose his head after using this move. However, during the time she was hesitating, the child who fell into the lake had already grabbed the twig on the sword, and then struggled to climb out of the water, holding half of her body on the wooden sword, as a lifeboat.
He threw up water for a long time, and then rowed over here with both hands and feet. When the person landed on the shore, he lay exhausted on the grass, the setting sun was falling, and he faintly heard him say something here. : "My head is so dizzy..."
Cecilia put a meatball into her mouth and chewed slowly.
Soon after, the boy who had had enough rest stood up, picked up the wooden sword, put it on his back with difficulty, and then saluted towards this side: "Mr. Cecilia."
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, I'm here... I'm here..." Sharjah looked behind him, then wiped his hair like water plants, "I'm here waiting for you, teacher."
She probably had a problem with alchemy or potions to ask her about. This was not the first time. There were only two or three serious guys in her class. Cecilia nodded, and after a while, covered the lunch box and got up: "Let's go." Seeing that Sharjah was soaked all over, he had to let him take a bath first.
The two walked around the lake and walked to Cecilia's residence one after another. After walking for a while, Cecilia couldn't help but turn around and said, "Are you interested in swordsmanship again?"
"Yeah, it's not, but they said it would be more handsome and girls would like it more." Sure enough.
"Do you have a girl you like?"
Ka nodded, "Teacher, do you think I looked handsome when I practiced swords?"
"Stupid. Your sword can float on water, and... do you have no money at home? You actually make it yourself..."
Generally speaking, there are also a large number of wooden swords for sale in the shops specializing in selling swords. They are specially prepared for beginners, with exquisite and practical workmanship. They can be found in various specifications. Only children from ordinary families will cut them by themselves. Practice with a wooden sword, and even a guy who doesn't know how to handcraft will not be able to cut such an ugly sword.
"But I can't pick up the ones sold in the store. I searched for a long time to find this one. Teacher, look, it's not very heavy at this height. Ordinary people can't recognize it, and they will definitely be scared." , shamelessly.
You will be laughed to death.
I am an adult, there is no need to be serious with such a noble child who does not know the hardships of life. Seeing that the small villa whose roof has been lifted off halfway is in sight, Cecilia pointed Sharjah to the location of the bathroom, and went to the roof by herself. Go to the platform to eat. The platform itself is a room on the second floor. The roof was torn off. She later built a shed. She boasted that she was very tasteful, and she could sit here and enjoy the coolness in summer.
After dinner, the sunset is fading, and Sharjah has already finished taking a bath. Although as a teacher, it is necessary for her to take care of the students' meals, but she didn't store anything to eat here, so she asked in vain, so she only used magic power to dry the clothes for him, waited for Sharjah to come out, and said straight to the point: "This time If there is any problem, please tell me quickly, I will solve it for you quickly, and you have to go home for dinner."
"Can it really be resolved quickly?"
The magic power extracts the water element in the clothes, but the clothes appear wrinkled, which is why magic cannot well replace many objects in life. Sharjah was arranging his clothes, and he looked handsome, looking up and asking. Cecilia frowned: "Can you ask any questions that I can't solve, little boy..."
"Well, I was there today, and I made a special trip to wait for you, teacher, after school."
"I know."
"I want to soak you."
"..." Cecilia looked up.
"No, seduce you..."
"… "
"It's not... Er, Teacher Cecilia, I like you very much, and I want you to be my girlfriend and marry me in the future."
The setting sun cast the last rays of light on the horizon, and the child in the room bowed very seriously. Although he was from a noble family, he did not have any arrogant personality. With a handsome face, he just seemed sincere and serious at this time.
In the last life, he was hesitant about many things, even if he got a g, he was always together, and he always wondered why the teacher would be with him at that time, until she died to save herself. , When they finally got together, he couldn't really say this sentence firmly. I remember when she was seriously injured, he cried and asked her why she did this, and she just smiled: "How do I know..."
Many things in life may not come from planning, and may not be clear, but often at first I think it is a mistake, just let it go, and if it continues, it will become a lifetime.
Of course, the current Cecilia was stunned for a while, then raised her head, looked at the roof, and took a deep breath after a while: "Soak me? Seduce me? Oh?"
"Uh, that...that's a sense of humor."
"But..." Cecilia glanced at Sharjah, "If you propose marriage, don't you have to kneel down?"
Jia nodded, and immediately wanted to kneel on one knee, but he had already tied the 1.8-meter giant sword behind him, but this time he couldn't kneel down. Holding it in her hand and preparing to put it aside, she saw that Cecilia flashed a serious light, raised two fingers, and suddenly drew over, tangentially above the big sword.
boom--
A shell smashed the window on the first floor of the house, shot out from there, and fell on the grass more than ten meters away.
In the window, the hot redhead looked out from there unhappily: "That's called a sense of humor... Get the hell out of me, scumbag!"
"Hahahaha... It hurts..." Sharjah laughed hard on the grass while holding the giant sword. Cecilia's strength not only slammed him out, but also used a secret force to protect his body. Not really hurt, but still painful. In the darkness, the child rested on the grass for a while, then jumped up and said, "Mr. Cecilia, I will pay you for the window!" and ran away.
It was actually confessed by a hateful noble child.
Today was a boring day, Cecilia concluded.
Four,
How to carry the sword is a very serious proposition.
The big sword "Hengcheng" of my sister is nearly two meters long, and my sister's height of 1.8 meters is actually not much difference. Hengcheng's scabbard is a magnetic black iron mixed with advanced changes in alchemy. It can be contracted and stretched. It is attached to the back of the elder sister's armor. It weighs dozens of pounds. When Hengcheng is placed on it, it will be unfolded with a slam, and the sword's edge will be stretched out. Buckle up.
There are many swordsmen on the mainland who use heavy swords. Generally speaking, they are inclined behind their backs to maintain an angle of 30 degrees to 60 degrees. If someone puts the sword completely horizontally and forms a cross with the body, most of them are acting handsome. , There are also those who put on such a posture before the battle to show that they are very ** and contempt for their opponents. The role of the giant sword is usually to smash. In order to adapt to the huge collision, the sword edge cannot be made very sharp. Some can be wrapped with cloth, but in general, there must be something that can be carried on the back.
I am currently one meter four, and this wood is one meter eight long, uneven and rough, it is very troublesome to make a special scabbard or something to wrap it. Therefore, Sharjah is now carefully adjusting the belt used to tie the great sword in the courtyard of the Earl's Palace. The belt is tied around the waist, and when the giant sword is inserted, it is 1.8 meters tall, and when the time comes, the backhand can't pull it out, it will definitely look... very humorous.
he thought bored.
The giant sword that would make the corners of the mouth twitch when anyone saw it was put aside. A small branch was prominently waving near the hilt, with a bark below and three leaves on top. The servants who passed by from here all looked at him and whispered, and soon after, the housekeeper Charles came over.
"Master Sharjah, are you ready to start practicing swords?"
"Oh, yes." The answer was crisp and clear.
"The wooden sword that Miss Angelina used before has not been thrown away, can I bring it for you?"
"No, I have a weapon..."
"...is that the one?"
"Well, I cut it myself... Of course, it's not finished yet. But they say a real swordsman needs to get along with his sword, so I decided to do it myself from the beginning."
"This wood..." Charles touched his chin. "It used to be used for a stick."
"I know." Sharjah tied the belt tightly, holding the great sword and wanted to put it in the belt, but the blade was too thick to fit in, so he adjusted the elasticity and width, "In this way, I can use magic weapons. Double repaired."
"Magic martial arts... double cultivation..."
The corners of Charles' mouth twitched. He is still very enthusiastic about this family. For example, if a talented Angelina is born in the family, it means that the glory of the Earl's House will not be less in the future. He also knew that Angelina, as his elder sister, might not have any hostility to Sharjah's younger brother-mainly because Sharjah's young master is too weak as an opponent-so he still has respect for Sharjah, seeing that he wants to work hard , No matter how hard he works, he can't pose a threat to Miss Angelina, so if he wants to mention a word or two, as a fifteenth-level soldier, he can say a word or two about these matters to low-level people. The warrior has benefited a lot, but Sharjah's answer at this time did make him feel a little bit at a loss as to how to deal with it.
Of course he couldn't shout here: "Double cultivation of magic and martial arts is impossible! This is common sense! Common sense!"
After a long silence, he finally could only nod his head, and walked away with a moving and encouraging attitude.
Charles is the fourteenth-level warrior who has broken through the key...
Sharjah sorted out his equipment without looking back at the butler who left. I didn't know that Charles was so powerful before, but when I came back a few days ago, I understood it at a glance.
In addition to Charles, there are several other good players in the Earl's Mansion, but I don't know which ones are the direct lineages left by my father, which ones my sister can control, and which ones are undercover arranged by Uncle Patrick. But speaking of it, there are probably not many people who have Uncle Patrick staying by his side to monitor him. Within a few years, I will not be able to really take action in front of people, nor will I be able to scare the snakes and clean them up. However, although this sword looks messy, what he said is true.
This is indeed a weapon that he has prepared for himself.
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