Mythical Card Master: Start with the Knight

Passing through the dim corridor and facing the bright light, Chu Ming walked out of the Baron's Castle.

On the street, several civilians with dark faces and thin clothes wearing coarse linen clothes were running busy stepping on the black mud.

Looking at both sides of the street, the surrounding residential houses are unevenly distributed and scattered in a haphazard manner. It looks like no planning was considered at the beginning of construction.

After seeing Chu Ming come out, the nearby civilians bowed down and saluted in fear.

"Good morning, Master Andrew."

Chu Ming didn't speak, just shook his head casually, then went to the stables and led a strong black horse towards the training ground outside the city.

After leaving the town, there was a dilapidated scene outside.

There are dilapidated buildings everywhere around the wheat fields. Many mills and farmhouses attacked by dark creatures have no time to repair and can only be shelved temporarily.

It was early autumn, and with several days of continuous drizzle, horses' hooves easily splashed sewage and mud on the road.

In order to take care of the people walking on both sides of the road, Chu Ming deliberately slowed down the horse's walking speed.

The expected mud didn't come, and several farmers had strange eyes, raised their heads and watched Chu Mingyuan go.

After taking some time, he finally walked across the farmland to the training ground next to the forest.

"Drink! Drink!"

The sound of drills echoed on the training ground, and the knights were sweating in short-sleeved casual clothes.

Baron Harold stared at the knights sternly from the side, as if he would scold them immediately if they made any mistakes.

After Chu Ming tied the horse, he did not interrupt the knight's training rashly, but waited patiently outside the training ground.

After a while, under the frequent glances of the knights, Baron Harold finally spotted him.

When he saw his son, who was strictly prohibited from contacting any knight affairs, coming to the training ground, he subconsciously wanted to get angry, but when he thought about Andrew recovering from a serious illness, he could only hold back his ugly face and came to him.

"Andrew, what did I say, didn't I tell you to stay away from the training ground?"

Baron Harold's slightly questioning voice reached Chu Ming's ears. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and raised his head to look at Chu Ming.

"Father, I want to be a knight."

"impossible!"

Baron Harold refused without thinking.

Just when he wanted to preach to "Andrew", Chu Ming said something heartbreaking:

"My dear father, do you wish to see me sit and wait for death in the face of dark creatures?"

Baron Harold's eyes hesitated, and when he was about to refuse again, he was interrupted by Chu Ming.

"Please give me a chance. If I really am not qualified to be a knight, I will give up on my own."

"this……"

Baron Harold was obviously moved. In fact, he did not believe that his pampered son had the perseverance to become a knight.

To become an excellent knight, talent and hard work are indispensable.

Andrew has neither of these.

Since Andrew is so insistent, he may be able to endure hardship and retreat on his own.

After hesitating for a while, Baron Harold took a scroll from his belt and put it into Andrew's palm.

"This is the universal knight secret, the foundation of knight power."

"I'll give you a month. If you can't get started, it's better to give up as soon as possible."

"Also, starting tomorrow at five o'clock in the morning, don't forget to come to the training ground to assemble."

After saying that, Baron Harold returned to the training ground without looking back.

Looking at the man's leaving figure, Chu Ming opened the history book with a smile on his face.

[General Knight Secret Technique]

[Quality: Gray (white, gray, green, blue, purple, red, gold)]

[Skill: Life Enhancement (Intermediate)]

As soon as the sheepskin scroll fell into Chu Ming's hands, he felt the changes in the history books.

Sure enough, next to Andrew's card was a card named [Universal Knight Secret Technique].

"I didn't expect that items obtained in other worlds could also be included in the history book in the form of cards."

"Doesn't that mean that I can obtain more cards by practicing in other worlds?"

Chu Ming put away the history books, found a tree, and sat down to think.

"With Andrew's own talent and qualifications, it is completely impossible to master the universal knight secret method in a month."

"It seems that Baron Harold is deliberately making things difficult and doesn't want Andrew to become a knight."

"It seems that we need to rely on the power of history books."

Although the history books of the years have many restrictions, they cannot write about events such as Andrew being frightened to open up the Rendu lineage and becoming a martial arts genius, which is completely inconsistent with the logic of the other world.

But sometimes the achievements of genius require a little luck.

Thinking of this, Chu Ming reopened the history book and wrote on it:

[In the year 8412 of the Dark Age, Andrew and Baron Harold agreed to learn the Universal Knight Secret Technique for a month. The boy practiced hard, suddenly had an idea, and got started by luck. 】

The quill left the page, and the handwriting he was writing on began to tremble.

Chu Ming looked at the struggling font nervously. Just when he thought he was about to fail in writing, the font emitted a golden light and actually became fixed.

"Success!"

"Sure enough, only such elusive things as luck and inspiration can escape the limitations of historical logic."

If the writing state only allows him to move step by step within the fixed trajectory of history.

So this active writing allowed him to break out of various restrictions and directly cheat on historical figures.

Chu Ming sighed a few words, and suddenly felt a surge of exhaustion. It was obvious that his body needed to rest.

"History has been made, and the characters will follow the history I wrote."

"Then I can exit the writing state now to take a rest, hang up and let the cards practice on their own."

Chu Ming held the history book in his hand, and with a thought, the surrounding pictures began to shake.

One second he was under the big tree outside the training ground, and the next second he was directly back in his bedroom.

In front of him, the history book floated out of thin air, and the quill was automatically rewriting what Chu Ming had just written.

By the time the pen stops, the historical process will have advanced to a month later.

"It seems I don't have to worry about it for the time being. Let's take a good rest first."

After taking a look at the clock that reached three o'clock in the morning in the real world, Chu Ming lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

At noon the next day, when the sun was shining on his buttocks, he woke up from his sleep.

After briefly washing up and having lunch, he came to the History of Time Book again and entered the writing state.

Black Snake Town, training ground.

Chu Ming regained control of Andrew's body, and just when he was about to make a move, a new memory flooded into his mind.

Over the past month, the human-machine Andrew has been working diligently every day, getting up earlier than a chicken, going to bed later than a pig, and insisting on going to the training ground to practice secret techniques every day.

It's just that Andrew's talent and qualifications are too weak to grasp the key points, and his progress has been limited in the past month.

However, his diligent and perseverance performance also impressed Baron Harold and the knights at the training ground.

"After all, the talent is not enough."

Baron Harold sighed, feeling disappointed but also a little happy at the same time.

All the knights present also expressed regret:

"What a pity. Master Andrew is the hardest working knight I have ever seen."

"Yes, if I had this kind of perseverance, Master Harold would have sent me to the Knight Academy long ago, hahaha..."

"Andrew, you have failed." Baron Harold came to "Andrew" and looked at him calmly, "It's time to give up the way of knighthood."

"No, Father, the time is just right."

Chu Ming, who regained consciousness, chuckled lightly, inserted the iron sword into the sand, and straightened his body.

Suddenly, inspiration came like a tide, and he suddenly understood many nodes in the secret method that he had not understood before.

In just a few seconds, he had mastered the secret technique!

Chu Ming's upright body suddenly heard the crisp collision sound of bones, and new blood roared around his body.

Immediately afterwards, his heart vibrated as powerfully as a thunderous drum, and invisible ripples came out of his body, bringing up bursts of dust.