Can you tell me what do you understand? What do you understand?
Jason looked at Peters who looked like I understand you and shook his head slightly, not intending to get entangled with him on this issue.
"Would you like breakfast?"
Jason asked.
"No."
"The security measures here are terrible."
"I have to leave as soon as possible."
After Peters finished speaking, he was ready to leave.
However, before leaving, the swordsman from the 'Cat Cave' suddenly turned around and said solemnly to Jason:
"No matter what happens, I will be on your side."
"I'm temporarily staying at the 'Eight Paws Tavern' in the port."
"If you need anything, you can come to me there."
As soon as he finished speaking, Peters made a few leaps, as light as a cat, and disappeared from Jason's sight.
Then, Jason did not take steps immediately, but turned his head and looked behind him.
At some point, Gerald stood there with a smile on his face.
"A very good friend."
"He appeared here shortly after you fell asleep."
"But I didn't bother you, and I also kept a watch on the surrounding area for you."
Gerrard said.
"Do you know Peters?"
Jason asked.
"I don't know, but I know."
"The heir of 'Cat Cave'."
"He possesses some inherited secret techniques that some guys are very concerned about. He has been surrounded and suppressed by others, but he escaped. The secret techniques of the 'Cat Cave' are destined to make him good at these."
"As for more, it's all about him acting as your coachman."
Gerald didn't hide anything and said it clearly.
"How long will it take you to arrive?"
Jason asked.
It was after Peters left that he noticed Gerrard's aura behind him.
However, Jason can be sure that Gerald definitely did not arrive just now.
"When he shows up."
Gerald smiled.
"Have breakfast together?"
Jason invites.
"certainly."
Gerald nodded.
Under the morning sun, Jason and Gerald were walking side by side on the beach.
When we returned to the holiday cabin from the reef side, breakfast had been prepared with the efforts of several chefs.
Pieces of sausages and breads were piled on the table like mountains.
The clam chowder was cooked in a large pot and served in a small bowl.
There were five pots of salad made of cherry tomatoes, lettuce, and corn, and each pot required two people to lift it.
The milk is packed in barrels, and the beer is packed in large barrels. There are three barrels in total.
On the other side near where I was sitting, there was a whole piece of cheese covering that corner.
Obviously, after learning about Jason's appetite last night, these chefs had turned breakfast for three people into breakfast for thirty people.
Denise was already sitting at the table.
But Denise, who was sleepy-eyed, seemed to be sleepwalking, swaying and eating bread.
"Morning, Jason~"
"Morning, Gerald."
Looking at Jason, Gerard, and Denise walking in, they greeted each other vaguely.
Jason glanced at the book Denise put on her lap. Although he couldn't see the title clearly, he was certain that it was definitely a book, and it looked like Denise had stayed up all night to read it.
Jason saw it.
Gerald naturally saw it too.
"Denise, you have to go to bed early from now on."
Gerald, who automatically brought in the elders, warned Denise.
"I want to go to bed early too!"
"I just told myself that I would go to bed after reading another page! I would go to sleep after reading another page! But as I watched, it would be daybreak!"
Denise looked helpless.
"You can try reading during the day."
"Go to bed early tonight."
Gerrard gave sound advice.
"Um."
Denise nodded.
Afterwards, I ate three more sausages, two pieces of bread, a bowl of salad, drank two glasses of milk, and returned to the room with a bowl of clam chowder to catch up on my sleep.
Jason danced with his hands, moving down from left to right.
The previous dream made him have a better appetite.
Gerald was holding milk and bread, smiling as he watched Jason eat.
Every time he sees Jason eating, he always feels like he has a big appetite.
However, he needs some sleep now more than eating.
Even Gerald, who has a strong physique, felt sleepy after not resting for too long.
But, he would never show it in front of Jason.
After a simple breakfast, Jason followed Gerald back to the beach.
At this moment, on the beach, Little Lid was already standing there with a long sword and a flintlock gun.
"Morning, Master Jason."
Little Leed greeted Jason.
"morning."
Jason responded.
Then, after putting down the weapon in his hand, Little Lid hurriedly left.
This is not to avoid suspicion.
In fact, Little Lid once systematically studied the secret techniques of the Griffin School.
It's also Professor Gerald's.
He is leaving now just because he has more things to deal with.
What happened yesterday...
But it's far from over.
After Little Leed left, Gerald began to teach Jason.
"The characteristic of the Griffin School is that it emphasizes both dexterity and ferocity."
"Whether it's swordsmanship, fighting skills or shooting skills, it's the same."
"Among them, shooting has just appeared with the emergence of flintlock guns. It is not perfect, but it is also the easiest to learn and the fastest to get started. Let's start with the simplest."
As he spoke, Gerald placed a stone about 30 meters away and picked up a gunpowder flintlock.
Then, Gerald suddenly jumped back.
boom!
In mid-air, the flintlock gun fired.
In the light of the fire, stones 30 meters away flew into the sky.
But this isn't the end.
When Jason focused all his attention on the flintlock, a bomb with a lit fuse landed there at some point.
boom!
A big crater was made on the beach where the pebbles were.
"A very subtle throwing technique."
"Very clever too."
"It barely made any noise."
"No, it was the gunfire that covered up the sound."
Looking at the big pit, Jason had a deeper understanding of the 'dexterity and ferocity' that Gerald said.
"Jumping backwards isn't the only option."
"You can also step back or roll backwards."
"The most important thing is that you must choose the right time and throwing skills when throwing bombs."
As he spoke, Gerald raised his left hand and pointed at the wrist joint of his left hand with his right hand.
"Remember, the wrist will be the focus!"
"Be careful not to raise your forearm. This will alert the enemy. You have to use your shoulder to drive your upper arm and then your forearm to rotate inside and throw the bomb!"
"If you can't grasp the amplitude at the beginning, then use a back roll to cover up this throw."
Gerald began to explain the key points.
Jason listened with rapt attention.
Then, just dive into training.
Holding a long flintlock gun, he rolled over and over again and threw the bombs again and again.
Shooting is not difficult for Jason who has a proficiency level [gunpowder weapons and light weapons].
Even if various actions are added.
The hard part is the throw afterward.
Every throw is either not concealed enough or misses the target.
And this became the focus of Jason's practice in the next few hours.
The sun rises from the east to the center of the sky, and then slowly sets to the west.
Relying on the 'holy water' to continuously replenish his physical strength, Jason has practiced hundreds of times.
The progress is obviously obvious!
At this time, Jason could already shoot, roll and roll skillfully, and throw more accurately.
This means that he has mastered the basics of 'Gryphon Shooting Technique'.
