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Chapter 9 Training from the Basics

"Tick tick tick..."

There is a clock room on the second floor of the Wesson family castle, and a clock the size of a wardrobe is working hard.

The technical level of this desk clock is still very primitive. It is powered by a weight hanging from a rope, and the hour is told by the servants on duty in the clock room.

钟房里的烛光明亮，墙上的黑板写着诸如“4:00叫醒厨房早班、奥克索和卡尔波”、“5:00叫醒塔罗”、“5:40到仆人餐厅告知塔罗”之类的内容。

It was five o'clock, and the servant of the clock room came to the door of Tarot's room and pulled the rope on the door vigorously, and a bell rang faintly behind the thick wooden door.

Tarot got up as soon as he heard the bell, went to solve the problem, came back after washing, took off his pajamas and changed into work clothes, and then came to the servant dining room.

The servant's dining room is next to the kitchen. The cooks on the morning shift have already cooked oatmeal, boiled eggs and several kinds of sausages, and are now rolling lye bread and preparing steamed buns.

In the Wesson family, there are three maids with the highest status, namely Taro who is in charge of taking care of Frederick, Oxo who is in charge of the kitchen, and Karpo, the chief maid.

They are all children of a wealthy family in Wessonburg, and they have been working in the Wesson family since they were eleven or twelve years old. Now the oldest Karpo is 21 years old, and the youngest Tarot is in winter.

The three of them treated Frederick as if they were their own brothers. In the past, Frederick would help cover the old man and his wife when he was sleeping late, sneaking out to play, and making some strange snacks in the kitchen.

Recently, Ah Fu went to work in other places, and Tarot, Oxo, and Karpo discussed matters at home. The servant's breakfast time at 5 o'clock was an opportunity for them to discuss today's work together.

At 5:40, the servant of the clock room came to the kitchen to inform Tarot that his own night shift was over, and he went back to sleep after breakfast.

At 5:50, Tarot came to Frederick's room with a basin of cold water, wet the water with a cotton towel, and then wiped the master's face.

Frederick woke up instantly.

Frederick's habit is to sleep until he wakes up naturally. It doesn't matter if he has nothing to do at night and wakes up early the next day after eight o'clock. The important thing is to enjoy the freedom of waking up naturally and staying in bed. lunch time.

But now there is no other way, at 6:[-] sharp, he has already appeared on the training ground outside the castle.

After coming to this world, Frederick naturally had a daydream of cutting mountains with a sword in his left hand and burning rivers with curses in his right hand.

Now that there is a Master Juggernaut, he feels that he is not far from this goal.

Richard Nall came to the training ground one step earlier, looked at Frederick's expectant expression, and passed a roll of parchment expressionlessly.

"Here's your training plan," he said.

Frederick took the parchment a little excitedly. At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and it was no problem to read the words on it clearly.

Glancing at it, he was so surprised that his mouth was open enough to stuff a goose egg.

The training plan clearly states:

①From 6:7 to [-]:[-], one-day general physical training and two-day special physical training;

②From 7:8 to [-]:[-], basic sword skills training;
③From 8:9 to [-]:[-], breakfast;

④From 9:12 to [-]:[-], culture class learning, the contents include introduction to magic, grammar, rhetoric, logic, arithmetic, geometry, astronomy, music, arranged by Manuei;

⑤ Rest when the daily mantissa is 5 and 0.

"That's it?" Frederick asked the master in disbelief.

He also thought that the Juggernaut was magical and mysterious about his training, but this training plan didn't look much different from the non-magic world in his hometown.

"What else do you want?" Richard Nall had the expression of your boy's reaction, "Forgot how old you are?"

"Now is the time to lay the foundation. If you want to study further, you will be 4 years old at least four years later."

"The body is the foundation of all martial arts. Without strength, speed, endurance, flexibility, agility, and responsiveness, all techniques are empty talk."

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't be in such a hurry. Eating ten days' worth of meals a day will only lead to death."

Frederick immediately understood what he meant, and said seriously, "Thank you, Master, for reminding me."

Richard Nall was very satisfied with his attitude of being open-minded and teachable. He pointed to the two ends of the training ground and said, "Let's start now, you run two rounds first."

Frederick ran back and forth twice as ordered, and then was called over.

"Your running posture has many inaccuracies." Richard Nall said seriously, and then used a stick as a pointer to point at Frederick's body, asking him to adjust his running posture.

Frederick had never received professional sports training in his previous life, but Richard Nall has compiled a set of his own theories through years of practice, which are just in use now.

After running for more than half an hour, Frederick's running posture finally looked decent, and he was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

During the break, he asked the master: "Master, have you ever considered writing your theory into a book and passing it on?"

Richard Nall took a deep look at him, and said lightly: "Everyone's aptitude is different, and you can't practice just by practicing blindly from the book."

Frederick understood this truth very well. Students in a class have good and bad academic performance, and self-study can even widen the gap.

"However..." Richard Nall said after thinking, "It would be nice if it could enlighten some people."

"Go on, run slowly this time, I will tell you to stop and you will stop again."

Frederick continued to run.

At the end of the run, Richard Nall said during his break: "The next basic skills training will be very boring, but you must pay attention to it."

"No matter what kind of martial art it is, it is composed of corresponding basic skills."

"You can think of basic skills as letters, and moves as words made up of letters, words can be made into sentences, sentences can be made into articles, and articles can be made into a book."

"You need to practice the basic movements so that you can firmly remember them with your body, and you can use them subconsciously no matter you are extremely tired or encounter an accident."

"The first thing you will learn today is footwork."

"Footwork is the foundation of all martial arts. Whether a person has been trained can be seen from the position and movement of his feet."

"You first learn the most basic footwork such as stabbing step, sending step, leaning step, oblique step and turning, and then learn other footwork derived from it after you are proficient."

"After you have finished learning the footwork, you can learn the basic postures such as roof, bull, hoe, and fool. Similarly, learn the derivative postures after you are proficient."

"In addition to long swords, you also need to learn wrestling, short swords, armor fighting, long spears and mounted combat. Those who are interested can learn long-handled axes, round moon knives, one-handed swords, bucklers, and long sticks."

"At the same time, you have to learn the four casting methods of body strengthening, enchantment attack, magic power detection, and magic shield..."

Frederick felt a little dizzy, as if he had gone back to high school and listened to the teacher talk about the test center.

The difference is that if you fail the college entrance examination, you will not die, but as an aristocrat, you are obliged to go to the battlefield. If you don't have strong martial arts skills, you can only kill the enemy if you go to the battlefield.

After the break, Frederick began to stand up according to Richard Nall's request, holding a long wooden sword in his hand, and followed the demonstration to learn footwork.

While he was practicing, Richard Nall suddenly asked: "Do you know the difference between an ordinary sword master and a sword master, an ordinary high-level magician and a law god?"

Frederick didn't stop, but just shook his head.

"The domain." Richard Nall said seriously, "I dominate everything within the domain."

Frederick was wondering when he suddenly felt that the surrounding environment had changed, and he seemed to be in a very special world, where vision, hearing, smell, taste, touch and spiritual exploration were all suppressed, and body movements encountered obstacles. There was a lot of resistance, and it was even difficult to breathe. At the same time, there seemed to be countless eyes staring at him from all directions.

Richard Nall's voice sounded around him: "This is just the most basic field. Different people have different special abilities in their fields. It would be great if you could force me to use my special abilities."

Frederick panted heavily, and asked with difficulty: "Master, how do you learn the domain?"

"I don't know." Richard Nall replied, "Everyone will be able to do it naturally after they have extremely high strength."

"Well, I shouldn't have gone to bed that day, but after waking up, I found my own domain appeared."

Frederick was speechless for a moment, it was too metaphysical to understand for a while.

But this also aroused his curiosity, and he decided in his heart that he had to reach this level in order to solve this mystery.

Seeing the changes in his expression and eyes, Richard Nall smiled in relief.

(End of this chapter)