The Siliki army returned to Siliki with a large amount of spoils, but there was no cheer. The awkward expressions on the warriors could not hide when they approached Siliki.

Fortunately, Cyril and his group were still a little human. They did not take their team to visit the city for a week before entering the city, but quickly entered the city from the gate closest to the training ground and disbanded.

The soldiers who took off their new leather armor were suddenly let go. Although many of the soldiers who failed to go out with the team were interested in the leather armor they took off at the right time, they were more concerned about what happened to them in the wild this time.

So various versions were reported, such as "The instructor blows the horn of the counterattack, and tears apart apart a torrent of the forest dogs", "The Lord is calm and frightens off a thousand cavalry regiment at one glance", or "The Lord is bloody in the jungle, and the elf boy bravely kills the Emma people"-

Although the soldiers had a special desire to praise Cyril, no matter what, such rumors quickly spread from the barracks to the streets and alleys. When Cyril went out the next day, he heard the boss ask at the door of the store:

"Lord, I heard that you killed the other side of the forest the day before yesterday, the prince of Osaint Emma?"

Cyril slowly knocked out a question mark.

But putting aside these things, Cyril told the soldiers very frankly what they were going to do next:

"Everyone, your outstanding performance has made you the center of attention of Siliki. In about half a month, I will take you to a bigger stage."

"Only half of the people who went with me this time will be with you. This time, your style will be displayed in the elves, in the most elite troops of Amasil, and even in front of the people of O'Saint Emma."

"So, don't let me down, don't let Siliki down, and don't let you down--"

So Siliki's military camp once again entered a hot training mode. The enthusiasm of outstanding soldiers' training led to the slightly lazy soldiers, and the "training inversion" situation became increasingly obvious.

Under Cyril's instructions, the Boyr Chamber of Commerce was actively expanding its trade routes, trying to build connections in other provinces and even Solconan. However, at this time, they had to stop all their layout and concentrate on purchasing the excellent weapons and equipment he requested for Cyril.

As for Cyril himself, he still has no choice but to break through to the professional level. However, with the previous battle, he felt that he had a better understanding of his current strength. With some time, he would probably make a considerable breakthrough.

In the next half month, Celiki entered a steady development. The farmland was controlled by Miss Cecilia Romanus, and had achieved "a bumper harvest of food and famine was driven away". A new field was even specially developed to plant special plants obtained from the elves as "special resources" for trade.

At the same time, under the promotion of Baron Gene O'Connor, the alliance between the three cities has entered the final stage, and only the final coordination of some personnel and some other dispatch arrangements is required-

However, that's all after the Mufeng Festival.

So let us move our eyes away from the corner of the eastern natural land of La Rochelle and back to the distant Solconan-

Mia Christian's daily life is very regular.

She doesn't sleep late every day. Although she often has to tinker with her teacher with her research on magic and objects, she often has the teacher who is there alone, sleeping all night, and doing research for three days without sleeping or eating.

She used to drinking a cup of warm milk before going to bed, then practicing the spell model for twenty minutes, then leaning on the bed to enter the mage's unique meditation sleep state, and she fell asleep quickly as soon as she touched the pillow, feeling the activity and gathering of elements in her dreams. She will never leave fatigue and stress until the next day when she sleeps until dawn.

She is also used to getting up early. She would jog in Central before dawn every morning. Day after day, she would ask students from nearby colleges to come and chat and join in the fun. However, the mage always waved his hand tactfully and refused the extra gossip, then took big steps, felt the stretching of his muscles, and had a thin layer of sweat in the deep spring morning-

"Mr. Wei once said that a mage must have certain melee ability, otherwise he will be chased by annoying wanderers when he is on the battlefield."

She also practiced repeatedly waving the staff, and for this reason she went to Yuanchu Church to find the Punishment Knights who used blunt weapons to learn experience. When the Punishment Knights were surprised that a little girl would be interested in this, they all taught them all under Miss Mia's gentle words and a little tuition fee, and even had the attitude of turning Miss Mia into Yuanchu Church as a sacrificial stance.

However, Mia still refused. She just repeated the exercise day after day, feeling her gradual proficiency in using the staff - although the correct way of using the staff did not seem to be like this, Miss Mia was already considering grinding and recasting the blue gem on the top of her staff, and recasting it for a hard hammer.

Of course, this is just a joke.

May passed quietly in full busyness, and Solconan in June began to become extremely hot. Although the climate in the magic plains did not change with the changes in the outside world, the mage felt a little upset inexplicably.

She got up late this day, but she lay in bed but didn't want to move. She reached out and leaned her fingers and said softly:

"The letter should have been sent out long ago. If the pigeon had not deviated, it should have been sent to Siliki... Earl of Siliki, Siliki, Siliki, Earl, Ah, Mr. Wei has become an earl at a young age. This is really..."

"Did he receive my letter? The chances of the pigeon being lost are 37%, but my luck should be considered good. It shouldn't be my turn to do this, right?"

She murmured to herself, her eyes moving from her trimmed round and smooth fingernails one by one, and then used her other hand to pierce fingers one by one.

"No, Mia, you can't continue to waste time like this."

She sat up and started a day's meditation training. In the past, the gathered water elements would make her feel cool, but at this moment she only felt that the room was a little hot, or that was becoming more and more boring...

In such a stuffy environment, she felt her thoughts become more and more messy, as if someone had stirred a neatly sorted thread into a ball, and she had to slowly spread it flat and sort it out neatly...

She opened her eyes suddenly and couldn't help but mutter:

"Hate."
Chapter completed!