After the meditation, Angelet quickly changed his clothes and opened the window for ventilation. The turbid air in the room was really unbearable. He took a towel, a washbasin and other utensils, and opened the door. It was dark outside, and he walked down the corridor.
Looking from both sides, all the rooms were quiet, with only subtle snores and the creaking of wooden beds coming from time to time. A cool breeze came, making Angelet feel much cooler.
Angelet quickly went to the bathroom at the end of the corridor and scrubbed himself again before returning to the room. He directly wiped off the blood on the floor with dirty clothes and piled them in the corner. Only then did Angele feel refreshed.
"For beginners, the meditation time per day cannot exceed a certain limit. Otherwise, it will be harmful to the body. The three leaves of the Dead Soul Grass will have a special effect on the human body after being used three times. They will not be used in the future.
Let’s look around for black clover again.” Angelet recalled the content in the book. The limit is a maximum of five hours.
Carefully put the small box containing the black clover under the pillow and press it. Then he lay directly on the bed with his clothes on and slowly fell into sleep.
Early the next morning.
Angelet woke up before five o'clock. He felt extremely energetic and full of energy.
Turning over and getting up from the bed, he looked at the wizard's book on the table, and took out the small box from under the pillow. "It's really unsafe to leave it in the dormitory. It seems that I have to take it to my tutor." He put the two things in his hands.
Wrap it in the black cloth that was delivered to you last time. Hold it open and go out.
It was still early and not completely bright. There was no way to stop the carriage from entering the city at this time. But he really couldn't sleep. Angelet carried the package and simply walked to the fencing field.
Bypassing the dormitory and canteen, he walked up the hillside on the left. Soon, a platform halfway up the mountain appeared in Angelet's field of vision.
The swordsmanship field is covered with green lawns, and dozens of wooden dolls stand upright in it. The light is a little dark, and it looks a bit eerie. Noisy insects can also be heard in the nearby woods. There is a gray-white tree behind the field.
The small stone house is a place where equipment is placed.
Angelet hung the package on the arm of a puppet, and then took out a wooden sword from the stone house. He swiped it twice and made a few random blows, making a sound of wind cutting through the air. Angelet nodded with satisfaction.
.Go straight to the puppet on the edge where the packages are hung, and are about to start practicing.
"Unknown human is approaching. Distance: 103 meters. Quantity: 3." The chip suddenly prompted.
At this time, someone other than me actually came to the swordsmanship field so early? Angelet was a little surprised. But he didn't pay much attention to it. Occasionally, a few students would suddenly get up early to practice swordsmanship. It was not like he had never encountered this before.
Pass.
The three of them seemed to be all boys, and they were still chatting as they walked. The distance of a hundred meters quickly shortened, and the voices came through clearly.
"...In the college competition, I heard that there were several very strong newcomers."
"There is no suspense, the champions must still be those seniors. Senior Esma's storm sword skills are too strong. I heard that he is now a reserve captain in the Port Security Department, and senior Jielin
, and now he has officially served in the patrol team. Veteran swordsmanship masters like Allen, Albert, Nancy, and Alger are not something that a few newcomers can defeat."
"The swordsmanship of Senior Esma, the strongest person in our academy, is much better than everyone else in the swordsmanship competition I saw in Xilan the year before last. When I chose to major in swordsmanship, I was also influenced by Senior Esma.
Influence. I heard that Senior Alger often comes over very early to practice sword practice recently, maybe we can meet each other in the next few days."
The voices were getting closer and closer, and Angele shook his head slightly, with a smile on his lips. He had encountered Esma, a senior, before. His swordsmanship was indeed very powerful. He had practiced it over and over again, and it was even better than his basic swordsmanship.
Some. They should have excellent backgrounds and met them at this swordsmanship field. The chip collected his storm swordsmanship information. But the conclusion is that storm swordsmanship is a powerful swordsmanship that requires life energy seeds to burst out, and it is already among the great
Knight-level swordsmanship has no reference value to Angelet.
In contrast, his basic swordsmanship is more focused on skill and precision, while storm swordsmanship focuses on maximizing the use of sudden bursts of power and speed. People who don't have the seeds to practice forcefully will only end up with more injuries to their bodies as they practice, because
Explosive power cannot keep up with the rhythm.
The Andean Federation has always had the habit of swordsmanship competitions. The academy will hold one every once in a while. The entire academy will be extremely lively and noisy during this time, and dignitaries from the outside will be invited to watch the referees. Among the participants are not just current students.
, also includes anyone who has studied in the academy before. I heard that the rewards are very generous.
But these have nothing to do with Angele. His main goal now is to enter the level of a first-class apprentice as soon as possible, and then wait for the wizard organization's ship to arrive.
Angelet stopped listening and concentrated. He picked up the wooden sword and slashed straight down from top to bottom. He kept repeating the same action.
When the three students came up, they were slightly stunned when they saw Angelet. "It's Angelet, the linguistic genius Angelet! I heard that he is Lord Adolf's most admired student, and he has now become his disciple."
One of them whispered.
"Would you like to come up and say hello?"
"It's better not to bother others. I heard that Angelet's archery skills are very good. Many people have seen him shooting nine out of ten arrows from a distance of more than 100 meters! If there is an archery competition, it is estimated that
He can also be ranked among the top three in the entire academy! However, I heard that he is indifferent, has an arrogant personality, has a bad temper, and rarely talks to others. Some people used to say that they didn't like him, but later, for some unknown reason, they never did so again.
That’s an explanation. I must have been taught a lesson by him.”
"Forget it then. Let's practice at a distance so as not to offend him."
The three students whispered and looked at Angele in awe. They found three puppet targets far away from him, took out wooden swords and began to practice basic movements.
While Angele was practicing, his sharp five senses completely caught the chatter of the three of them, and he found it a bit amusing. He had been so low-key in the academy, and judging from their tone, it seemed that he had become a well-known big shot without knowing it.
Same. The students they said they disliked him originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but they were just a few ordinary students who knew a little bit about fighting skills. After being knocked down by him a few times, and with the background of Mentor Adolf,
From then on, they avoided him. Now everyone in the college knew that he was not easy to mess with, so no one took the initiative to mess with him anymore.
Unexpectedly, in the eyes of others, these little things would turn him into a cold, arrogant person with a bad temper. Angelet shook his head speechlessly, calmed down and started practicing seriously.
Over the past few days, the academy has become more and more lively. Students are moving more and more frequently inside the academy, and students with swords can often be seen walking around. Angele practiced swordsmanship for a few days, and
I found that some high wooden platforms were beginning to be built in the fencing field, which seemed to be building an audience platform to hold fencing competitions.
The entire academy was noisy and lively. Everyone was discussing the sword competition, and a large number of students were preparing to hold the competition.
On the dormitory floor where Angelet is located, you can often hear discussions about popular swordsmanship masters. Unlike everyone else around him, Angelet still silently meditates step by step for five hours a day instead of sleeping, as if he is different from everyone else.
It is incompatible with the whole environment. I can't go to the swordsmanship field anymore, I just go in and out of the dormitory building and the college archery field every day. The progress of meditation, except for the first time when the physical fitness was strengthened by 0.3, there has been no big reaction since then. The physical fitness data is consistent.
He remained still in place. But Angelet could feel his body gradually getting stronger and better. It was just that the magnitude was so small that even the chip did not give a specific number. And his spirit was getting better and better.
Well, I am getting more energetic. Now I can meditate on 8 characters. Compared with the 5 at the beginning, it is already a big improvement.
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In a certain room in the dormitory building of Building 3 of Port College, several boys and girls were gathering together to chat.
"Hey! Casa, have you heard? That Angelet is actually in this academy!"
"Angele? Angelelio? That idiot and idiot?" A boy was stunned.
"Otherwise, which one do you think I'm talking about?" The other boy sneered.
"He was lucky and didn't die while escaping. That weak boy." A girl with short hair said with a smile, while she was chewing something like melon seeds. She was eating deliciously. "Kathleen, you and your brother are ready.
What course should I choose? The courses here are too expensive, so I just want to study painting." She turned to ask the girl next to her.
Next to her sat a beautiful girl with blond hair, holding a cup of black tea and drinking it slowly. She ignored the questions from the female companion next to her. Instead, she frowned. "Angelerio? I heard that now in the college
A powerful student is also named Angele. Could it be him?"
"That's him." The boy who was the first to speak laughed. "That kid actually did well and got in touch with the linguistics tutor Adolf. But it was just good luck. He really thought he was a figure. Humph!
"There was a look of disdain on his face, but there was a trace of jealousy and envy in his eyes.
"That's right, Angelet was stupid at first." Kathleen also said with a smile.
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Five days later...
"Angelet, do you know Catherine?"
Rogge, a student who lived across from Angele, suddenly asked when the two were having dinner together.
The two of them were sitting at the table in the cafeteria, facing each other. Although they were not familiar with each other, they would sit and eat together and chat with each other occasionally. They were the only ones in the entire college besides senior Sophia who had a good relationship with Angele.
The student who spoke, Roger, was the boy with freckles and black hair who first reminded Angelet of the course schedule at the back of the information sheet.
"Catherine?" Angelet was stunned. "What's wrong?" He remembered that the viscount's daughter Angelet was pursuing was also named Catherine. Originally, Angelet fell off his horse because of jealousy.
sacrificial.
Rogge scooped a spoonful of yellow cream and spread it on the white bread, then reached out and picked up a bottle of strawberry jam. "I heard that she was a new student who just came in. A while ago, she and her brother got into trouble with Vivakna for some unknown reason.
Guys, Vivek and the people outside blocked them, and finally they were cornered. That Katherine woman actually said loudly in front of a large circle of people that you are his fiancé, that Weiwak
Wacker left because he was afraid of you." There was a joking smile on his face. "But since you don't know each other, these people are probably fun." Although his family background is not comparable to that of a big shot like Adolf,
But it is still much stronger than the ordinary families who fled from Ludin.
"Really?" Angelet laughed dumbly. He picked up a piece of fruit similar to an apple and took a bite.
The Candia family did not experience the incident where the Baron was ambushed, so they responded a little slowly to Saladin's invasion. Several of the powerful forces died on the way. The corpse he and the Baron encountered was one of them. What was its name?
He also forgot. The current Viscount Candia, like the Baron, has lost his title and territory. It is a miracle that the old guy can still escape to Maluya alive. "What is that woman's full name?"
he asked casually.
"Catherine Candia." Roger bit off a large piece of bread in one bite, slurring his words.