In the forest in the north of the Principality of Fadil, where William once walked.
The sky is like a sapphire covering the earth, wiped clean and beautiful by the autumn wind.
There is no longer a lush scene in the forest. The leaves are withered and yellow, scattered all over the ground. The sparse trees are like desolate old people, standing alone and stubbornly.
Several black shadows quickly passed through the woods, and finally stopped under a certain tree, revealing stern faces.
They were dressed in black clothes and wore a scarlet glove on their right hand.
One of them squatted down and dug his hand into the soil under the tree, revealing a scarlet piece of cloth.
There were traces of black blood stains on the remaining cloth.
The man in black who squatted down looked at it carefully, then stood up with the remaining cloth, looked at the leader of the crowd in black, nodded and said, "Yes, it is a number 12 glove."
"The news from Patras City is that William Odyssey has successfully returned to his territory."
"No reports have been reported to the organization on the 12th and 13th!"
"It seems that No. 12 and No. 13 are both dead! Even two knight-level killers can't deal with our grand duke's son who is not even a knight. It seems that the information our client gave us is wrong. The grand duke's son is not simple.
." A hoarse and low voice came out of the mouth of the man in black who was leading it. His eyes were like dead water, without any waves at all.
"Then shall we continue to hunt?" other men in black asked.
"Go back! Report to the organization! Let's go!" The leading man in black looked in the direction of the dark forest, his eyes unclear, and then left without looking back.
The other men in black quickly followed.
A few days later, in a dark room in Seer City.
"You did not kill William Odyssey!"
"We are very sorry! But the information you gave us was seriously wrong, and our organization lost two knight-level killers!"
"Do you mean to give up? That adult is very angry at this result!"
"No! The organization never gives up its prey! The transaction continues!"
"so……"
"The organization will send more powerful opponents to hunt the prey! Never let the employer down, this is the cornerstone of our organization's existence to this day!"
"Then, I'll be waiting for your good news here!"
"You won't be kept waiting too long!"
"So! Very good!"
In the darkness, two voices disappeared.
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In the new small village of Nisei, in the open space in front of the earthen house.
This has become a training place for the guards!
Due to the need to maintain law and order, there is no way for all members of the escort team to undergo training.
Therefore, fifty field servants, led by fifteen official escort members, were divided into five teams and carried out cross-country running with heavy loads around the coal field, lime field, clay field, pottery workshop, and brick burning field while maintaining discipline.
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The remaining forty-five official team members were undergoing high-intensity knight training under William's eyes.
Especially the six original escorts recruited by William.
Those like Jacques, Drake, and Kerry, who he personally trained and used the energy of the magic mirror to provide personal guidance, were even more important.
Other members of the escort team still need to carry out rotational patrols, but these team leaders do not have to do anything every day. They are only responsible for eating, sleeping, and training!
William wanted to train these people into knights before the first snow came.
Only knights can play a greater role in the next battle for survival.
However, judging from the current situation, the success rate of this hope is slim!
Among the six, only Jacques Porter is extremely talented and has a certain success rate.
At present, Jacques Porter's strength attribute has exceeded 1.8.
However, most of the others' physical fitness is still below 1.5 and cannot bear his life energy seeds at all.
Having said that, William never gave up on their training and high demands.
After all, hard work may not necessarily lead to success, but if you don't work hard, you will definitely not succeed.
In addition to the normal practice of knight swordsmanship and knight breathing, William also asked them to practice sparring.
Yes!
Only actual combat is the only criterion for testing combat effectiveness!
William doesn't want to practice well and become a weakling as soon as he goes to the battlefield. Then his efforts are really in vain.
So after every day's warm-up, the open training ground in front of Tsuchiya was filled with the sounds of swords and clanging sounds.
At this time, William had this scene in front of him.
Guard members hold weapons and fight in pairs for actual combat training.
The sound is shocking!
But it makes the passing villagers or wild slaves feel an inexplicable sense of peace of mind!
William stood there, smiling solemnly, scanning all the team members with a serious look. Under the guidance of the magic mirror, he pointed out the wrong actions of some team members and asked them to correct them.
Suddenly, the battle between Klimak and Drake John among the team members attracted William's attention.
Both of them have a wide-open style. The two long swords collide head-on, and every attack is extremely powerful.
This is the most suitable martial art method for the battlefield.
It stands to reason that in this kind of one-on-one fighting, the stronger one will have the advantage.
The last time Klimak's physical fitness was measured with a magic mirror, he was the worst among the six escort team captains.
But the reality is that Klimak has the upper hand, the sword is pressing against Drake John, and the balance of victory is tilting towards Klimak.
Drakejohn's face turned red, unable to accept the fact that Klimak was going to defeat him.
Although this is just training, not a real battle!
But this is not something Drake John can accept either.
After losing to Jacques Porter, it's hard for Drake John to say anything. After all, he is extremely talented.
But what is Climax?
Born to be thin and malnourished.
Several other escort team captains never lost to Klimak in training.
After losing to Klimark, Drake John felt that everyone else would laugh at him.
Unacceptable! Drake John thought in his heart, roared in his throat, gathered all his strength on his hands, and slashed towards Klimac.
Then Klimac made a wrong move and chose to avoid the blow instead of making a hard connection.
By the time Drake John reacted, it was already too late and he couldn't hold back.
Klimac seized this opportunity and hit Drake John on the shoulder with the back of his sword. Drake John was unsteady and fell to the ground.
The victory has been decided!
Klimark won this training.
There was something brilliant in his eyes.
Drake John, who fell to the ground, looked in disbelief, staring blankly at Klimak.
You know, among the six team captains, except for Jacques Porter, he has the highest strength.
How could he accept being defeated by Klimac, the weakest person?
The other members of the escort team unconsciously stopped fighting and looked over in surprise.
William's brows also furrowed. Compared with the other team members' surprise at the results of the battle, William was more concerned about the strength shown by Klimak in this battle.
With a thought in his mind, William immediately ordered the magic mirror in his arms in a low voice, "Mirror, measure the physical fitness of Klimak and Drake John!"