The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

At the lunch table, Charles ate with a smile on his face.

When he saw the carriage with the coat of arms of the Villingen royal family just now, Charles thought that the queen had an excuse to come to have a tryst with Tonyo. He could see from the excited expression on Tony's face that this guy thought the same thing.

?(＾?＾): "Yo, isn't this Tony?"

As a result, the one who got off the carriage with the curtains drawn was Barnett I Ferlingen, the king of Filingen with a beautiful beard.

Tonio was petrified on the spot.

After seeing Barnett I, Charleston became restless. About 20 kilometers south of this place is the city of Tanhausen, an important town in the southern part of the Villingen Kingdom, and further south is the Kingdom of Bisberg.

In this era, the king came so close to the border, and the Guards had also come over before, nine out of ten people would feel that the Kingdom of Villingen was going to attack the Kingdom of Bisberg.

However, Barnett I asked Tonio when the caravan would arrive and then there was nothing else to do, and then he kept greeting Mrs. Verrey throughout the lunch, and glanced at Arturia with a puzzled look. .

In the afternoon, Tonio wanted to accompany Mrs. Viri, who had been missing for a long time, over tea and chat, so Charles dragged Arturia into the woods behind the village.

According to Elizabeth, because of the racial difference between elves and humans, elves' martial arts are not suitable for humans to learn, so she will mainly teach Charles the knowledge of magic, and Charles can ask others to learn martial arts.

Although Charles got Her Lady Queen's golden finger, it doesn't mean that he doesn't need to learn martial arts. It's like having a bunch of books about swimming in your head, but you don't know how to swim if you don't jump in the water.

With Artoria by his side now, Charles naturally learned martial arts from her.

Tuition fees... Naturally, I invite her to eat every once in a while.

Charles learned from the housekeeper that there are many grasslands in the woods, which is just the right place for the two of them to practice against each other.

It's just that when they came to the first place, there were already people here.

On the grass beside a pond in the forest, well-fed pigs are taking a nap on the grass.

In the open space not far from them, a purple-haired boy was practicing slashing.

After watching the sweaty Lancelot for a while, Charles asked Arturia to wait here, then took out the wooden sword and walked over.

Thankfully, Arturia's mind was not stuffed with other unnecessary knowledge, otherwise she might have some thoughts when she heard this name.

Lancelot, who was concentrating on practicing, was startled when he heard the deliberate footsteps of Charles behind him. When he saw that the person was the same age wearing a mask, he thought of Alex who was blown away, and immediately became cautious. stand up.

Charles stood in front of him, then held the hilt of the sword with both hands, placing the raised wooden sword hilt on the right side of his face, and at the same time took a half-step with his left foot, posing a stance that was both offensive and defensive.

He said to Lancelot, "Come on, I'll play two tricks with you."

Seeing that Lancelot was indifferent, Charles added fire to him, "If you can beat me, I won't tell Bartley that your sister Guinevere stole eggs for you."

When the ignition was successful, Lancelot roared, raised his sword and rushed towards Charles.

Charles easily deflected Lancelot's slash, and then parried his stab. After getting familiar with Lancelot's routine, Charles dealt with it more and more easily.

When resisting the opponent's attack, he still had enough energy to say to Lancelot: "You are weak in slashing, inaccurate in thrusting, loose in footsteps, slow in reaction, and none of your actions are decent! You want to beat me just because of this? Do yours. Sweet dreams!"

As a result, his remarks made Lancelot enter the berserk mode, and his strength increased a bit.

As a result, there was a huge consumption of physical strength. In addition, he had practiced for a long time before, which caused his movements to gradually deform.

Just after turning around and dodging the opponent's thrust, Charles kicked Lancelot over with one kick.

Seeing his child lying on the ground gasping for breath and looking at his own child with the same eyes as his enemy, Charles smiled, "Relax, I didn't say you lost, I'll tell others about the egg."

"Are you here to play with me as a toy?" Lancelot asked panting.

Charles didn't answer, but took out two clay bottles from the storage ring, took one bottle and drank it one by one, and threw the other bottle on Lancelot.

"Drink it, to replenish your strength," Charles said.

Lancelot gritted his teeth, sat up, pulled out the cork, and drank all the liquid inside.

Not long after he drank the contents of the bottle, Lancelot felt his whole body suddenly become warm, and his originally tired body regained some strength.

Lancelot, who had heard people say the effects of those miraculous magic potions, opened his eyes wide and looked at Charles in disbelief. He heard that such a bottle of potion was enough for the two brothers and sisters to work without food or drink for a year.

"Stand up when you have the strength." Charles said to him, "Cut the air with a slash, move slowly~www.readwn.com~ Eating man's mouth is short and man's hand is soft, Lan Lan who just drank a bottle of the other's potion Sloter obediently complied.

When Lancelot stood with one foot in front and the other behind, Charles patted his front leg with a wooden sword and said, "Retract the front leg a little bit, yes, that's it."

Then Charles tapped his back leg again with the wooden sword, "Take it here too."

Then there was Lancelot's waist, "Keep your waist straight."

In the end, Charles said: "Remember this feeling, so that you can stand more firmly when cutting people, and you can make more effort. Then raise your sword and cut slowly."

Lancelot did as he did, and Charles pointed at him with his wooden sword at the same time, teaching him how to exert his strength.

After Lancelot swung his sword five times in the standard textbook stance of Her Majesty's Edition, Charles said: "Remember this feeling, and in the future, whether you are tired or stabbed, you will also use this stance to slash. people."

For the next half hour, Charles helped Lancelot correct his slashes, thrusts, and several common footwork.

In the end, he said to Lancelot, "Practice slowly, from slow to fast. If you can slash people like this when you practice sleepwalking, then you will pass."

"Thank you!" Lancelot bowed his thanks to Charles.

Charles threw a bottle of medicine for bruises to him, asked his sister to apply the medicine for him, and left.

When he returned to Artoria's side, Artoria asked, "Are you very optimistic about him?"

Charles smiled and replied, "I think hard-working people are worthy of help."

Then he dragged Artoria to another glade and said at the same time, "Let's go, let me see the knight king's martial arts."

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