In the sun-dappled training hall, Marshall and William were teaching the basic spirit of swordsmanship - tenacity.

A sharp shout came out of Marshall's mouth with a half-clear, half-turbid guttural sound.

She works hard and she works hard.

In the past few days, she returned to her previous state, waving the roses in her hand continuously for three or four hours in the morning, and taking them back again and again.

"You can take a rest." William frowned slightly and reminded softly.

He could clearly feel that the physical fitness of the girl in front of him had improved a lot. Marshall, who was out of breath after waving his hands just a few times, could now train continuously for half an hour.

But for the first hour of William's preparation, this thing was still so-so.

Having said that... Charlie didn't say how far he wanted to teach this girl at the beginning. In his ears, he heard a feeling that "it's okay to just teach her casually"...

..

She is not allowed to come into contact with the magic power of runes, and she is not allowed to learn serious swordsmanship. This seems to be to use this little girl as a gun user...

William's eyelids twitched slightly as he watched Marshall panting and waved a few more times, but still not a single petal was left.

This guy... doesn't show any respect to the princess of Yaris...

But for me at that time, I didn’t keep this [Golden Rose] much.

Her hair is also blonde…

William couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"You will succeed, I promise."

William snapped his fingers, and a white towel appeared in his hand. He threw it to the panting Marshall and said with a smile.

"Well..." Marshall was indifferent to this, and even felt a little ashamed.

Therefore, she turned her head to one side and pouted angrily.

When William saw this, he almost couldn't help but want to tell the whole story. After all, facing a beautiful and lovely girl, a normal person should be moved, right?

Because a piece of Marshall's soul is missing, he cannot be recognized by the Golden Rose.

The loss of her soul was due to the swallowing of nightmares. Fortunately, halfway through the process, Tara personally took action to stop the dissipation of her soul.

But thinking about it, it was quite a coincidence that they were all dressed together...

The Nightmare's Exorcist remains unknown...

But, things are finally over, right?

The current King Charles has not interfered with their actions, and it seems that he is somewhat useful to him.

At this time, King Charles, who was sitting on the throne, seemed to be very idle. Since he took office, there have been fewer people coming to present the memorial.

This is indeed very happy...

The corners of Charlie's mouth curled up slightly, and the mirror in his hand shone brilliantly in the sunlight that slanted in from the political hall.

What appears inside is exactly the scene of William and Marshall training.

This is the second level magic weapon, [Mirror of Peeping Secrets].

Through it, Charlie can see almost anything he wants, and can cover his sight extremely covertly without being discovered by others.

William saw Marshall staring at the golden rose in his hand, and finally couldn't bear it, and whispered: "You don't have to force yourself too much."

"I have to do this."

"Why?"

"For the Yaris."

William smiled, half jokingly, half solemnly, but also a little confused and emotional.

"Why did you say, for the Yaris?"

"..."

Marshall opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his eyes suddenly opened as if he realized something.

This is a smart little girl.

Marshall learned from Philip's conversation with the maid that Charlie had a special magic mirror.

In the end, she just smiled and smiled at William again.

"It's okay." She said.

"I will find an opportunity to take you out for training later. King Charles hired me to teach you for two years. You must make good use of it."

"Really?" Marshall didn't know why William said these words.

At this time, William couldn't stop sighing in his heart.

The effect of the magic mirror varies with the magic power of the holder. In this way, there is a chance to get rid of Charlie's surveillance and have a heart-to-heart chat with her.

"We will leave when you have your own sword."

William finally made up his mind and was ready to help this poor girl.

That's ridiculous...just because she looks like this...is it necessary?

Maybe there is.

She seemed to be so stubborn back then.

She is the wife of Avni and the former chief swordsman of the Knights of the Golden Rose.

William still failed to defeat Avni in the end.

When he attended her funeral, he did not shed tears or offer any condolences. Instead, he took away the golden rose from her grave.

Marshall's mother died of excessive blood loss during the birth of Marshall.

This may sound funny, but it's extremely true.

Because as the level of magic power increases, the human body will become fragile due to the erosion of magic power.

To put it bluntly, if William had been punched by the unknown orc, he would have been killed. If he hadn't mastered a variety of force-relieving techniques, he would have been unable to catch the sword at that time.

"I am looking forward."

The gloom in Marshall's eyes gradually cleared up, and finally he smiled, like that rich ray of sunshine.

"Me too."

But William's headache now is how he should persuade Charlie to take Marshall away...

There will definitely be a method.

...

That afternoon, Charles summoned Marshall, the princess of Yaris, as king.

"Dear little Marshall, good afternoon."

Charlie held the armrests of the throne with both hands and looked condescendingly at the daughter left by his brother in front of him, with a smile on his lips.

If you really want to sacrifice yourself for Yaris, then there's nothing I can do about it, right?

A hint of cunning flashed in King Charlie's eyes. He picked up the cane that Avni had used before with his right hand and stood up.

"King Charles, what's the matter?"

It's tea time now, and Marshall should be drinking tea in the backyard.

"I have a task for you."

"I heard from others privately that I seem to have a very strong opinion against orcs."

"I think it's time for people to change their minds, but it's definitely not appropriate for me to do it myself."

Marshall paused in confusion and quickly ran these words through his mind.

He wants me to facilitate the relationship between humans and orcs? But I have never been in contact with orcs, and I don’t know much about them...

However, she should not be able to refuse now.

Philip, who was trembling next to him, looked at her with a strange look. Marshall always felt like a lamb being roasted on the dinner plate, just waiting for King Charles to cut it...

"OK?"

Marshall tilted his head imperceptibly, suppressing the curiosity in his heart.

Charlie chuckled, gently rubbed the gem on the head of the cane, gave Philip a look, and asked him to start taking action, and he said himself:

"Then, for today's afternoon tea, I will send someone to take you to meet these creatures. I believe you will establish an extremely deep friendship with them."

Why does this sound so strange?

Since Marshall has agreed, he has to endure it no matter how tired he is.

"Okay, I will work hard!" Marshall said loudly, while also cheering himself up.

Philip quickly arranged for the maid, put her into elegant clothes, and placed a small crown on her head.
To be continued...