In order to marry the holy lady wife, I had to defeat the devil

The ten-day holiday has finally arrived.

Leo packed his things and prepared to go back.

Unknowingly, almost three months have passed since I came to the Netherlands Academy. In these three short months, a lot has happened.

After saying goodbye to Michelle, in her reluctant gaze, she left the academy.

After returning from the small long vacation, their batch of first-year students were not considered freshmen and were completely integrated into the Netherlands Academy.

At that time, Class S will be established, and he will spend more time with Miss Saint, and perhaps the boring class will become more interesting and exciting.

Through the magic teleportation array of the holy city, Leo came to the imperial capital.

When I came to the academy to report before, because I couldn't pay the gold coins of the teleportation array, I had to go with the merchant's team.

If it weren't for the Empire's rule that merchants' goods had to enter through the city gates, Leo would have slept alone in the wilderness.

Magic brings convenience, but there are also people who use it to do things that harm the empire.

There have been people who have transported dangerous items to important cities of the empire through magic teleportation arrays, causing great harm. This prohibits the magic teleportation array from transmitting goods, and the goods must pass through the strict inspection of the city gate guards to enter the city.

After coming to the imperial capital, go out of the city and go directly to the Kendo Hall. It is said to be near a small town, but it is actually in the deep mountains and old forests.

Leo first went to the town to purchase a large number of materials, and there was a bunch of special products bought in the holy city and the imperial capital in the storage space.

I mixed well outside, and I couldn't forget the old man.

Ready for everything, Leo headed deep into the mountains.

Looking at the long tall steps in front of him that could not be seen, his heart was always a little speechless.

The kendo hall is far away, and it takes several hours to walk the steps, no wonder it has not been able to recruit disciples.

After two hours, I finally arrived at the kendo hall.

In front of them were familiar dilapidated old wooden houses, the houses had weathered, and the old wood was full of pits eaten by insects and ants, stained with wood chips.

A plaque with the words "Shin-Auroru Kendo Hall" hangs above the main entrance, swaying as if it could fall to the ground at any moment.

The houses are surrounded by dead branches and overgrown with weeds.

Leo sighed, brought a stool from the house, took a hammer, and nailed the plaque to the door beam.

"Finally back."

In front of the house, a strong figure appeared, and the white robe was slightly open, revealing strong muscles. Although the clothes are thin, they are not shabby, showing the style of a noble person in the world. He is full of white hair, but his eyes are like knives, and he exudes sharp energy at all times.

Although the old man is lazy, he is like a walking sword. His power control is very subtle, but the sharpness in his bones makes it impossible to look at him directly.

"How about it, did you spread the Heart Stream Sword Technique?" The old man asked.

"How can it be so fast, wait another ten years." Leo was a little speechless.

"It's time to come back, I went to an old friend to bring a jug of good wine, and I will have a good drink tonight."

The old man said while carrying a wine jug.

"You didn't mess around, did you."

Leo asked, the old man is not completely reclusive, in order to survive, he occasionally handles some monsters for the people under the mountain, gets paid, and lives a tight life.

There are also some ill-intentioned people who will use his strength to do some dirty things, and often these people will be taught a lesson by him.

"It's just a lesson to some little thieves." The old man said indifferently.

That night, Leo made a large table of meals after a long absence, using many specialties from the imperial capital and the holy city, and the two ate and drank happily.

Coming to the back mountain, there is a waterfall here, which has been his training ground since he was a child.

Take off your clothes and step into the cold water to a rock under the waterfall and let the rushing water wash over your body.

I will continue to exercise for two hours every day, even in the cold winter.

At the same time, he ran the Heart Stream Meditation Technique, exercised his firm spiritual will, and passed the night like this.

The sun shone on his body, Leo opened his eyes, and a flash of essence flashed in his eyes, full of energy.

Then, he picked up the sword and swung it, again and again.

Not far away, the old man clasped his hands to his chest, watched his exercise, his eyes examined, said nothing, and then walked away.

The next day, the third day....

Leo seemed to have returned to the old days, tirelessly training swordsmanship.

He wanted to quickly raise the Heart Sorrow Sword Art to the master level during this time, proving that his swordsmanship was not because of Miss Saint.

"Boy, your sword doesn't seem to be as sharp anymore." At breakfast, the old man suddenly came to a sentence.

Leo's hand holding the bowl and chopsticks froze.

"In the past, you were like a beast, full of aggression, and your swordsmanship was also so sharp, emotionless, and invincible, but now you have something else."

"I'm full."

Leo put down the bowl and chopsticks, went outside, and continued to swing his sword.

Are you kidding! He wouldn't admit it.

The sword intent was released from the body, and the huge demon shadow stood up to the heavens and the earth, and with a sword swing, it cut off a large mountain.

How can this kind of power be weak, there will always be a day when he can even break through heaven and earth.

"Haha! You kid is really hesitating. The

old man suddenly appeared in the back and laughed heroically.

"I'm curious what have you encountered in the past few months that has made such a noticeable change in your state of mind, and the former lone wolf has finally found a companion? Who can go into your heart, why not bring it back for me to see.

The old man's words made him feel mocked, and Leo held the sword in his hand, his green tendons exposed, and his face was thick with unwillingness.

Xin'ao Liu used to be his everything, and now, he has gradually lost his original power, in the end, how should he choose?

Leo's face was tangled, and gradually became devilish, and pitch-black power emerged from his body.

Suddenly, a wide palm rested on his shoulder, allowing him to come back from his loss, and looking back, it was the old man's serious expression.

"Smelly boy, I didn't say there was anything wrong with this, your previous swordsmanship was too sharp, but it worried me. The Heart Flowing Sword Art can cut off anything, and your determination to hurt others and hurt yourself is not good, and when you go to the extreme, only destruction remains.

"But now, your swordsmanship is a little more gentle and no longer so sharp, which is a good thing, remember, a qualified swordsman, in addition to believing in the sword in his hand, must also know what should be chopped and what should not be chopped, if you can understand this, the heart will flow down a layer of mystery, it will not be far from you."

"Xinao Flow Sword Art is idealistic sword art, in the end, the core is your heart after all, what should be done, whether it is destruction or protection, it is up to you to decide, don't indulge in the pursuit of power. Even the most destructive sword can protect something. "

It's rare for the old man to say so much to him, and he used to say a few words casually.

This is because he has already walked at a fork in the road, and if he is not careful, he will step into the abyss.

"Think about it, I've been here like this before." After speaking, the old man strode away.

Leo looked at Asawah in his hand, with confusion in his eyes, what should be chopped, what should not be chopped, what is the dividing line?

However, hearing the old man say that there was nothing wrong with his current state made him feel comfortable.

At least, he no longer hesitated to stay with Miss Saint and not let his swordsmanship be dull, and he could continue to accompany her.