"The person who can survive the sneak attack of the black scarf assassin is definitely not an ordinary person. And I also smelled a mysterious aura." Another person whispered. He took off his helmet, revealing a light blue face. His hands
The ears look like fish fins, the skin all over the body is light blue, and the eyes have white pupils. It is obviously not human.
"You, the sea tribe, are the most sensitive to mysterious auras. Since you said so, could it be that the person the Sarin Snake has offended this time is..." The other person did not finish his sentence, but there was a hint of fear in his tone.
and awe.
"It should be. The smell I smelled when I was a child thirteen years ago is still fresh in my memory." The man from the sea clan nodded affirmatively, with a solemn expression on his face, "It's best not to anger this adult... This is
My advice."
"I will report it to the Chief of the City Guard."
"After so many years, the mysterious aura finally appeared again." Hai Clan stood up and said, "Let's go, there are several other points that need to be cleared. You can take people back to report it."
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The dark place at the back of the house.
Angelet leaned against the wall, listening to the retreating footsteps of the guards, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"There is actually a race like the Sea Clan, which is a bit troublesome." He frowned slightly. "But it seems that the city guards did not take drastic action to kill those people. And listening to the words of the two people, it seems that they have no idea about the wizards.
Very awed by its power.”
Gathering his thoughts, Angelet walked lightly along the alley, following the route he had taken before and soon returned to the original store.
The entrance to the alley was empty, not a single person was there, and there were still footprints on the ground where the gangsters had left.
The two tied horses had been taken away by an unknown thief. Fortunately, Angelet had all the important things with him.
Entering the store, Angelet turned around, took off the bow, arrows, quiver, and the package from his body, put them in the store, then locked the store door and left the alley.
He got a lot of change from those gangsters, but now all the dried meat and other things were stolen, so he had to go to the street to buy some food.
I randomly found a pie shop nearby.
The glass door outside this pie shop is open, and there are quite a few customers coming in and out. The copper nameplate outside reads: Dai Lin's Pie House.
Angelet put the hilt of the cross sword behind his back and strode in.
There is a row of white counters and seven or eight sets of tables and chairs inside the store. The environment is relatively clean and tidy. At the counter, two or three clerks are busy handing out wrapped pies one by one to the customers in line.
The aroma of the meat fillings and green onion from the pie mixed with the oily aroma of pancakes filled the air. Angelet took a deep breath and walked to a table that was still empty and sat down.
The shop was not very crowded, with several little boys and girls milling around greeting customers.
As soon as Angelet sat down, a little girl came over and wiped her hands on her white apron. "Brother, what would you like to order?"
"What do you have here?"
"Our signature here is the meat and onion pie, as well as sesame sweet bread, fried buns, and vegetable pie." The little girl announced the names of the dishes in a clear voice.
"I want a meat and onion pie. How much does it cost?" Angelet asked.
"Only two silver coins."
He took out two silver coins from the bag and placed them in the little girl's hands.
After waiting for ten minutes, Angelet's pie was delivered.
On the golden-brown pancake, the finely minced meat and green onions look particularly tender. When you put it on the table, a tangy mixed burning aroma hits your nose.
Angelet took a knife and fork and took out a piece and put it into his mouth. The crispy skin and hot softness were mixed with the meat, diced meat and green onions. It was chewy, fragrant but not greasy. It also had a salty taste.
Put it just right.
After eating a large piece of pie in several bites, Angelet ordered another portion, finished it quickly, and then stood up still unsatisfied.
When I walked to the counter, there were far fewer customers at this time. After dinner time, the flow of customers naturally decreased.
"This customer, what do you need?" A clerk came over quickly and asked.
"I need your store to deliver pies to me at a designated location every day. Money is not an issue. Is that okay?" Angelet asked.
"Of course, we have this service."
"In addition, I was provided with a glass of milk and a glass of fruit juice for every meal."
Twenty minutes later.
After solving the daily meal problem, Angelet left the pie shop and returned to his shop.
Close the door and start your daily essential meditation.
Everything in the store was emptied, and Angelet didn't care. He sat down cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate. For him as a knight, if the environment is not particularly harsh, it will not have much impact.
The wound infection last time, he suspected that it might be the problem of the black needle. Otherwise, with his knight-level physical fitness, how could he get sick so easily? However, the chip did not have information about the black needle, and there was no clue based on the analysis.
He must start experimenting with various materials and substances, and conduct a series of experiments such as pH, searing treatment, freezing treatment, chemical reactions, etc., in order to obtain first-hand information on the black needle.
After meditating for about an hour, he remodeled the previously used stun technique and mental power and stored them in the chip. Angelet was then ready to get up and go out.
The store also needs to buy beds, daily necessities, furniture, and some daily consumables. In addition, there are also clothes, leather boots, etc. that need to be replaced.
Fortunately, he had not thrown away his noble certificate, otherwise Angelet would not have been able to buy any clothes except gray.
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For the next ten days, Angelet stayed in the shop. In addition to eating, drinking and sleeping every day, he meditated. Occasionally he strolled around the surrounding streets and bought some daily necessities. Then he came back soon to learn how to code in the chip.
A lot of knowledge. In addition, he also began to study the secret method on the parchment. The secret method that can make him and the chip invisible is definitely a good thing.
He has completely mastered the basic version of Tired Hands, and the advanced improvement of the chip also requires a large amount of mental energy to be consumed at one time, which is simply not something he can afford now. So he can only take it step by step and take his time.
Soon, this peaceful life was interrupted.
Boom, boom, boom.
Rhythmic knocking came from the store door.
Angelet was practicing his sword, wiped the sweat from his face, walked over and opened the door.
A ten-year-old girl with a ponytail was standing at the door holding a black metal food box. She was wearing a slightly dirty white polka-dot apron and a white headband on her head.
"Mr. Angelet, your pie has arrived." The little girl said with a hint of respect.
"Put it on the table." Angelet turned around and walked to the backyard with the long sword, ready to continue practicing basic sword skills.
The shop is connected to a small yard, which is very spacious at the back and has a well, which is more than enough for one person to move around.
Ange listed the cross sword, cutting forward, raking diagonally, and cutting horizontally. The three basic movements were repeated continuously. Because of the high speed, the sword blade made bursts of hisses in the air, and there were faint traces of silver.
Connected to form a triangle.
"You haven't left yet?" Angelet suddenly sheathed his sword, put it back into the scabbard on his waist with a clang, and turned to look at the entrance of the yard.
The little girl was poking her head out from the crack in the door, watching him practicing his sword with envy and longing. When Angele noticed that she was peeking, the little girl's face suddenly turned pale.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She stood up quickly, bending down and saluting repeatedly, "Lord Angelet, I was just curious when I heard the sound..."
Angelet glanced at the little girl.
She is ten years old, with a normal height, a little thin, and looks a little malnourished. These days, she is responsible for providing him with food. This little girl is very respectful and cautious every time. She is a very serious person.
girl.
Angelet likes and appreciates serious people very much. If you can treat anything and anyone seriously, you will definitely achieve good results in this world.
Seeing the little girl's frightened look, Angelet slowly walked over.
"Don't be too busy apologizing. I don't blame you. You like swordsmanship very much?" he asked.
The little girl tensed up all over, stopped to salute, and nodded quickly.
"Yes, sir, I'm really just curious...please forgive me!" She bent down hard.
Angelet looked at her indifferently. During this period, he finally made a breakthrough in the secret method of the Sarin Snake that he was studying, so he was in a good mood today.
"You're very lucky. I'm in a good mood today. What's your name?"
The little girl quickly replied: "Tia, my name is Tia."
"When you bring me things in the future, I allow you to watch while I practice my swordsmanship." Angelet saw Tia's envy and desire for swordsmanship. That obsession-like expression was not formed once or twice.
, but she had this desire a long time ago.
He is not one of those hypocritical and boring nobles who hides even a little bit of basic swordsmanship training. For those who are sincere, he is not stingy about giving others a chance to change their destiny.
Tia's face suddenly showed an expression of extreme surprise. For a moment, she even forgot to thank Angele and just stayed where she was.
"Okay, pay attention to my movements." Angelet didn't take it seriously. He walked back to the yard and began to point out the precautions for Tia's basic training. Although these things are the most basic things, they are also experienced by countless people through personal training.
Summed up.
If something is wrong, the movement is not standard, and the posture is wrong, it is likely that in the near future, this mistake will be magnified into a fatal weakness. It may also lead to dislocation and bone fractures in the wrist joints, inaccurate posture and movement,
It will put a huge burden on the joints of the trainers. Severe cases may become disabled.
This world is different from the earth. All weapons are stronger than those on the earth. Whether it is a long sword or a bow and arrow, the materials used are much heavier and stronger, and the power is naturally much greater.
After all, if someone can wield a fifty-pound sword, you can't give him a twenty-pound cross sword. This will only restrict your combat effectiveness. And the result of this is that the burden during training will be much heavier.