The night fades, the morning sun breaks through dawn, and the light shines across the sky, making the whole world brighter.

The precious and rare flowers are placed on the edge of the balcony, and the green leaves and red flowers are stained with some tiny dewdrops, shining with crystal clear and bright under the sunshine in the east.

Maid Masha came over to water the water with a kettle, but as soon as she got here, she stopped and sniffed the air around her with her nose.

She had smelled a faint rotten and fishy smell here several times, but after searching everywhere, she could not find the corpses of the small animals, and she didn't know where they came from...

After conducting an unfinished investigation, she did not continue to worry about this. Anyway, the strange smell would completely disappear during the day and would not affect her wife.

After sprinkling all the flowers with clear water, Martha turned around and returned to the house, preparing to wake her wife up.

When she walked into the master bedroom, she was surprised to find that Michelle had already woken up and sat on the edge of the big bed.

However, his condition looked very bad, his face turned a little blue, and he supported the bed with one hand and pressed his abdomen with the other.

"Madam, are you okay? Do you want me to invite Dr. Cozmo to come and have a look?" Martha trotted to the bed anxiously.

"Cozmo? He's going to kill my son. You bitch actually want to find this quack doctor to kill me?"

When Michelle heard this name, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth, and temporarily suppressed her pain and slapped the maid in the face.

After a crisp sound, the maid covered her cheeks and the corners of her mouth were filled with red blood, so she didn't dare to say more.

After such interruption, Michelle's abdominal cramps quickly relieved and eventually returned to normal.

However, thinking of how uncomfortable she felt in the early morning, there was a fire burning in her heart. She felt that it must be the reason for that little bitch.

"Go and get my whip!" Michelle shouted coldly.

The maid did not move her steps, but said in a low voice: "Miss Mia went out after breakfast..."

"What are you doing? Why don't you stop her?!"

Michelle, who had nowhere to vent his anger, kicked the maid down with one foot, and smashed the things in the room in the latter's frightened eyes.

............

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The giant sword slashed down, and the surging power hit the shield like a wave, knocking the shield holder back and sliding. The iron boots pulled out many parallel friction marks on the ground.

When the giant sword fell again, Charon raised his six senses to the extreme, and the attack trajectory suddenly appeared clearly in his mind, seizing the fleeting opportunity.

He raised his right arm and the shield he was holding colliding with the giant sword at a certain tilt angle, removing most of the opponent's strength.

But this was far from over. He stepped forward suddenly, and the knight sword in his hand suddenly penetrated the air and stabbed his opponent's chest armor sharply.

bite--

The sword tip pierced the armor, and several clusters of sparks splashed.

However, the standing figure was like a wall of iron. After hitting the sword with all his might, it was difficult to advance again, and the offensive came to an abrupt end.

He noticed the strong wind raising the giant sword, so he decisively pulled his sword away, retreating one after another to stretch the distance between the two sides.

The physical strength is consumed most of the time, the left arm holding the shield is swollen and numb, the right hand is also exerting excessive force, and the muscles are tearing in large areas.

The first counterattack from this price is really disappointing and discouraging.

Charon exhaled a breath of turbid air with a slight smell of blood, restraining his negative emotions in his heart, and his eyes became calm again.

"Young Master, do you still have to continue training on giant swords?" Renault asked.

Although the giant sword with a half-door panel in the other party's hand was really daunting, Charon said unswervingly: "Continue, there is still some room for improvement."

In fact, it seems that there is no need for Renault. After all, he simulates a natural brute force, without the fighting skills to suppress himself, and has treasure-level armor, and his combat power has exceeded the scope of the general servant level.

Being able to remain undefeated under absolute disadvantages, constantly adjust yourself, and even have a certain ability to counterattack, the boy's performance is already quite outstanding, and it can even be said to be amazing.

The bleak autumn wind was rolling, and before it could be completely blown, Charon had already charged out with his sword and shield, and once again launched an offensive and defensive battle with huge power disparity.

The reason why I searched for exercise grounds for special training at Langdon's home is not just to deal with the duel in two days, but to transform the knowledge gained from books into actual combat power.

In order to speed up this process and increase the difficulty, the Renault Knight will also use various types of weapons in the past few days to simulate different combat styles, so that he can have a deeper understanding.

Enriched time always passes quickly. Apart from eating time, Charon almost spent in the exercise field, and during this period he declined several invitations to go out for a group of Langdon's children.

The old housekeeper was still as often as before, and seemed to have been secretly searching for the attacker in the castle with Joseph, the Grand Knight of Langdon.

Charon didn't think the two of them could gain something. The attackers were hiding very deeply. The Langdon Knights had searched the castle several times in a row and were almost three feet away. They couldn't find it. What's the use of adding one more big knight?

He didn't pay much attention to this matter, after all, the impact was not great. Even if he couldn't find the attacker, he would just stay for a while longer.

In the evening, the maid Nina came over to remind him to go back to take a shower and change clothes.

Thinking that today was not a formal dinner, but a dinner attended by a few people, he simply refused and continued to fight against the Renault Knights.

It was around 8 o'clock in the evening, and he chose to return to his residence, who was on the verge of his physical condition.

Seeing him staggering into the hall, several maids immediately wanted to come and help.

Charon refused this help and forced himself to walk towards the sofa.

Hard and high-quality steel bars must be tempered and refined. The magnificent and beautiful shells need to be exposed every day. People's will and perseverance also require daily training and persistence.

Regarding Charon's resilience, Renault nodded secretly, and then ordered several maids to say, "You can bring in a basin of water first, and then prepare some food."

"Bonnie, go upstairs to get the recovery potion."

As soon as Bonnie turned around, she heard Renault shouting at her, "Wait, bring a healing potion down."

The maids who accepted the arrangement quickly dispersed, and Renault also walked towards Charon, who was already a little far away.

When Charon sat on the sofa and took the armor parts on his upper body, Renault realized that his previous estimate was still a little optimistic.

The white silk clothes were dyed with a layer of light red. The palms, tiger's mouth, arms, elbows, and shoulders were cracked. Except for a few scabs, most of the others were bleeding, which could almost be said to be covered with bruises.

Seeing his frowning brows, Charon said lightly: "It's just a skin injury. It looks serious but it doesn't hurt the roots. Renault Knight, you said that you used to exercise. People broke their arms and ribs every day, and even suffered serious injuries and deaths. This level of my life is nothing."

"Master Charon, although our Southern Army advocates pursuing the limit, frequent injuries are actually not worth the effort. Taking therapeutic agents for a long time is likely to develop resistance. If you don't take them, you will be in poor condition tomorrow and have poor training results."

"I understand this principle, so I specially kept some backup."

"Young Master, are you saying... huh?"

Reynolds' eyes couldn't help but condense when he noticed the energy fluctuation.

Charon stimulated the free vitality hidden in his body and had not been used. The warm and gentle heat suddenly rushed to all parts of his body to repair and nourish the damaged parts. The wounds even showed colorless and transparent flames, quickly stopping the bleeding and healing.

When most of the injuries disappeared and the feeling of weakness faded, the slowly burning flames on the body gradually faded.
Chapter completed!