Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 25 Obscurity and fame

The tall man was startled by Terry's reaction.

Although he also thinks that he is quite talented in swordsmanship and has practiced hard for a long time. He knows what level his strength is and has competed with other swordsman masters.

Through repeated training and duels, some swordsmanship masters can develop a magical intuition. For example, after the two sides enter the field, they often do not need to spar for too long. After a brief exchange of hands, they can feel whether the opponent is stronger or weaker. .

He had never seen such a big reaction as Terry's.

For example, the man standing behind him now is the tall man's friend/apprentice he met by chance.

They met at a beer carnival, and the two had a conflict. Because of their drunken state, the man accidentally used a sword skill while fighting with the other party while holding a random wooden stick.

The latter, who had no knowledge of swordsmanship at that time, was so frightened that he rolled away before the attack.

At that time, the tall man was half sober because he concluded that the other party must have a very good swordsmanship talent.

So after he apologized sincerely, the two quickly shook hands and made peace, and became a teacher and friend.

He looked back at the tall man with a surprised look on his face.

The man known as Clint was surprised, but still followed: "Oh, okay."

Terry followed reluctantly: "Why? I don't think you can usually find a higher salary for ordinary workers in New York City than what I quoted, right?"

"It surprised me that."

The tall man looked bitter and turned around to find the clothes he had taken off before the sparring session.

His apprentice and friend also walked forward in amazement, stretched out his hand to pull up Terry who was still sitting on the ground - until now, Terry is still cracking his teeth because he faced the fear of 'death' for the first time. Colliding.

"I'm willing to pay three hundred dollars per class hour!"

"what?"

"I'm afraid you are reluctant to close the swordsmanship gym now."

At this moment, Terry took a sharp breath, his body stopped shaking, and his pupils returned to focus.

The tall man's eyes changed from shock to extreme regret, and his cheekbones rose due to the exertion of his chewing muscles: "If he had appeared in front of me a few years earlier - no, even a year earlier, I would even be willing to teach him for free! "

The tall man smiled and picked up things on the ground: "You are a student, right? If I guess correctly, you only have time to learn this on weekends - don't lose your driver's license, Clint."

Terry, who was slightly frustrated, was shocked, and very rudely took away the driver's license that the tall man had intended to hand to Clint.

The tall man paused slightly when he heard Terry's shout, but still threw away the wooden sword in his hand: "Let's go, Clint, I still need to transfer the rental contract for this place."

It's so uncomfortable, I always feel like the duck I got is about to fly away.

Look down.

After all, he didn't earn it himself, and he couldn't just throw the money away like water.

"No!"

"But my family is suffering because of the foreign debt I owe, and I can no longer be so carefree and reckless."

"Ok?"

This!
  Terry didn't know how much foreign debt the other party owed. Although Uncle Martin gave him a lot of pocket money and living expenses, he didn't dare to ask for a higher price rashly.

Clint Barton.

Good guy!
  The impression is very deep, and it occupies a considerable weight in the memories related to this world. He is called Eagle Eye and is good at bow and arrow and swordsmanship.

Is this man who once worked in a circus, drank and gambled and incurred high foreign debts the master of Hawkeye? “Five hundred dollars per class! And I promise to come every day except under special circumstances!”

Terry quickly apologized to the slightly dissatisfied Hawkeye, handed back the driver's license, and suddenly turned back to look at the man who was shocked by the reward he called out: "If you agree, please tell me you name!"

Clint Barton was also shocked by Terry's offer. To be honest, he wanted to stop the young man and say that he could also teach him swordsmanship.

But the boy didn't look at him much from beginning to end, so Clint could only stare at such a generous reward.

The tall man stopped packing his things and turned back to look at the young man blankly.

Hawkeye took the opportunity to provide an assist: "All the conditions are met, is there anything else you are dissatisfied with?"

"Uh, sorry, Clint, I wasn't telling the truth before."

The tall man's eyes became calmer: "I owe too much money. I actually plan to become a killer or a mercenary. Only in that way can I fill the hole I once owed."

Then he looked at Terry: "I'm sorry that I failed to live up to your talent and your expectations, but my hole is too big, and this should be the highest offer you can give, right?"

Terry's excitement gradually turned back to disappointment in the man's words. He really couldn't afford a higher reward unless he shamelessly asked Uncle Martin for another large sum of money.

But Terry is not that kind of character.

Hawkeye also closed his mouth in surprise and regret.

Just when Terry was about to leave in frustration.

"Jacques Duquesne."

The tall man seemed a little embarrassed about what he said next, and a blush appeared on his fair face.

"If you are still willing to make such a generous offer, I can stay for about three months."

"Your talent is really rare. Three months should be enough for you to learn a lot from me. If you are still not satisfied, you can also ask Clint to continue to improve yourself. I think he will not refuse to give free guidance to his junior brother. .”

Clint let out a half-surprised, half-angry laugh.

Terry was already in ecstasy. He hurriedly stepped forward and held Jacques's hand: "You can sign the contract now!"

"That's no need. To be honest, I'm still surprised that you can pay such a high price, so I selfishly choose to be more flexible - I'm really short of money. Just bring cash when you come to class. When you can't afford it, Now, I can leave whenever it’s convenient for me.”

Terry subconsciously touched his pocket. He usually didn't carry so much money with him, but he didn't know if there was a bank nearby.

When Jac saw Terry's actions, he roughly understood that the young man was eager to start class now, and he quickly shook his head and waved his hands.

"I thought it was the last day to meet Clint. I spent too much energy during the competition. Let's start again tomorrow."

……

Half an hour later, Terry, who was in a bad mood because of the nightmare incident, hummed a tune and returned to the downstairs of the small house in Forest Hill. He thought that the housekeeper whom Uncle Martin would help contact should have taken care of everything, and today he could finally officially start living alone in a beautiful way. Lived.

Didi~
  A silver-white luxury car flashed and honked its horn towards Terry.

The window rolled down, and Martin Lee waved to the driver with a serious face: "Get in the car."

Oh my god! Why is uncle here again?

Terry's heart was lifted. Usually when Uncle Martin acted particularly serious, it meant that he might have committed something and Uncle Martin knew about it.

He walked over and opened the door nervously, and Terry carefully put his butt on the passenger seat.

"The school teacher called me and said you were feeling unwell and asked for leave?"

(End of this chapter)