In the forest in the northern border of the Principal of Fadir, where William once walked.

The sky is like a sapphire covering the earth, wiped by the autumn wind to be very clean and beautiful.

There is no lush scene in the forest again. The leaves are yellow and scattered all over the ground. The sparse trees are like desolate old people, standing alone and stubbornly.

Several black shadows swept through the woods quickly, and finally stopped under a tree, revealing cold faces.

They were dressed in black and had a scarlet glove on their right hand.

One of them squatted down and reached out to dig the soil under the tree, and a piece of scarlet patch was exposed.

There were traces of black blood on the residual cloth.

The man in black who squatted down carefully observed it again, then stood up with the broken cloth, looked at the one in black, and nodded, "That's right, it's the gloves of No. 12."

"The news came from Patray City that William Odyssey successfully returned to his territory."

"No. 12 and 13 have not reported to the organization so far!"

"It seems that No. 12 and No. 13 are dead! Neither of the two knight-level killers can deal with us, the son of the great prince who doesn't even have a knight. It seems that the information given to us by our client is wrong, and that son of the great prince is not simple." A hoarse and low voice came out of the mouth of the man in black in the leader, and his eyes were like stagnant water, without any turbulence.

"Then do we want to continue chasing?" asked the other men in black.

"Go back! Report to the organization! Go!" The man in black in black looked into the direction of the dark forest, his eyes were obscure, and then left without looking back.

The other men in black quickly followed.

A few days later, in the city of Seer, some dark room.

"You didn't kill William Odyssey!"

"We are very sorry! But the information you gave was seriously wrong, and our organization lost two Knight-level killers!"

"Do you mean to give up? That adult was very angry about such a result!"

"No! The organization never gave up on its prey! The transaction continues!"

"so……"

"The organization will send more powerful opponents to hunt prey! Never let employers down, this is the cornerstone of our organization's existence to this day!"

"Then, I'm waiting for your good news here!"

"I won't let you wait too long!"

"So! Very good!"

In the darkness, two sounds disappeared.

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In the new village of Nisse, on the open space in front of the earthen house.

This place has become a place for the escort training!

Due to the need to maintain public order, there is no way to train all the guards.

Therefore, under the leadership of fifteen formal guards, fifty wild civil servants were divided into five teams, surrounding the coal yard, lime yard, clay yard, pottery workshop, and brick yard for cross-country running, and maintaining discipline.

The remaining forty-five formal players were under William's nose to conduct high-intensity cavalry training.

Especially the six guards that William initially recruited.

Those who personally train Jacques, Drakes, and Kerry, who consume the energy of Magic Mirror for personal guidance are even more important.

Other members of the guards also need to carry out rotation patrols, but these team leaders do nothing every day, just be responsible for eating, sleeping, and training!

William wanted to train these people to become Knights before the first snow came.

Only the knight can play a greater role in the subsequent battle of survival.

However, from the moment, the success rate of this hope is slim!

Among the six people, only Jacques Porter was talented and had a certain success rate.

At present, Jacques Porter's power attribute has exceeded 1.8.

However, most of the physical fitness of other people is still below 1.5, and they cannot bear the seeds of their life energy.

Having said that, William never gave up on their training and demanding.

After all, hard work may not necessarily lead to success, but without hard work, it will definitely not succeed.

In addition to normal practice of knight swordsmanship and knight breathing, William also asked them to practice.

Yes!

Only actual combat is the only criterion for testing combat effectiveness!

William didn't want to practice well normally, and he became a soft-legged shrimp as soon as he went to the battlefield. Then he was in vain.

So after warming up every day, there were constant swords and shadows on the open space training ground in front of the earthen house, and the clanging sounds were endless.

At this moment, William was in front of him.

The members of the guard team held weapons and fought in pairs to conduct actual combat training.

The sound is shaking the sky and the earth!

But it gives the passing villagers or wild slaves a sense of inexplicable peace of mind!

William stood there, smiling without saying a word, and glanced at all the players who had passed by with a serious look on his face. Under the guidance of the Magic Mirror, he pointed out the wrong actions of some players and asked them to correct them.

Suddenly, the battle between Kerry Mark and Drake John among the team members caught William's attention.

Both of them have a wide-ranging style, and the two long swords collided head-on, and each attack was extremely powerful.

This is the most suitable fighting method on the battlefield.

Logically speaking, this one-to-one fighting style will have the advantage if you are strong.

Kerry Mark's physical fitness was measured last time with a magic mirror, and it was the worst among the six guard captains.

But the reality is that Kerry Mark has the upper hand, the sword pressing Drake John, and the scale of victory is tilting towards Kerry Mark.

Drake John's face was flushed and he couldn't accept the fact that Kerry Mark was about to defeat him.

Although this is just training, it is not a real battle!

But that's not something Drake John can accept.

It is hard to say anything about losing to Jacques Porter, after all, they are talented.

But what is Kerry Mark?

Born to be thin and malnourished.

Several other guard captains did not lose to Kerry Mark once in training.

Losing to Kerry Mark, Drake John felt that everyone else would laugh at him.

Unacceptable! Drake John thought to himself, and roared with a loud throat, gathered all his strength on his hands and slashed towards Kerry Mark.

Then Kerry Mark made a mistake and did not take the lead, choosing to avoid this attack.

When Drake John realized it, it was too late and he couldn't stop.

But Kerry Mark seized this opportunity and hit Drake John's shoulder with the back of his sword. Drake John fell unsteadily and fell to the ground.

The winner has been decided!

Kerry Mark won this training.

His eyes were full of brilliance.

But Drake John, who fell to the ground, looked in disbelief and stared blankly at Kerry Mark.

You know, among the six team leaders, except Jacques Porter, he is the most powerful.

How could he accept being defeated by Kerry Mark, the least powerful?

The other members of the guards also stopped the battle unconsciously and looked over in surprise.

William also frowned. Compared to the surprise of other players at the results of the battle, William cared more about the power that Kerry Mark showed in this battle.

William immediately whispered to the magic mirror in his arms, "Magic mirror, measure the physical qualities of Kerry Mark and Drake John!"
Chapter completed!