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Chapter 8: Friends


The next day, Zhao Qian stood outside the martial arts field in the backyard of the manor after washing up.

He was woken up, and here was the second source of sound besides the chirping of birds by the window sill in the early morning.

There was a "whooshing" sound in the martial arts arena.

A sturdy figure was seriously dancing the training weapon in his hand, like a peerless warrior.

The man's identity was immediately recognized. .

But the strange thing is that there is no one else.

Except for a servant standing there waiting for orders, there is no one else.

Zhao Qian looked at it, but not at the motionless male servant, let alone at the so-called warrior's posture.

He was looking at the weapon in the man's hand.

To be precise, it was the metal sword in the man's hand that was used for training.

The edge of the sword was blunt, but it shone coolly in the early morning sunlight.

This was not the most important thing.

What was more important was that the seemingly harmless training equipment became more and more dangerous the more he waved it in his hand.

It was as if the sword had been polished, but its edge remained the same.

Sword skills are very ordinary, and people are also very ordinary, but after an ordinary knight's sword technique is practiced by a person for more than ten years or even decades without anyone else watching, it becomes extraordinary.

The sword waved.

Zhao Qian watched silently.

Until the last step.

"call" Sheath the sword.

The sturdy middle-aged figure made a ceremonial gesture for the end of training that all knights in the mainland would do, and solemnly put down the training sword in his hand.

The heart is like still water.

"Good morning, Glenn."

The baron reached out and took the sweat towel that the servant had prepared, wiped his hands and said hello.

But he didn't reply immediately.

Zhao Qian looked up and down hurriedly, but this man no longer had the aura that he had just now with a sword in his hand.

It was as if he had just finished his morning exercise.

"Good morning."

Then, as if he had come to his senses, the young man nodded.

His performance made the sturdy man smile, which seemed a little inexplicable.

"I can see that you are a good knight."

This was the second sentence the baron exchanged with his nephew.

Obviously, a vicious eye is something that the owner of this territory will not lack.

"At least, you are much stronger than your father."

Facing Zhao Qian's gaze, the man in thin clothes said to himself.

The sunlight illuminated the lord's complexion so white that others could not see the slightest bit of blood relationship between the two.

"Talking as we walk."

As he walked to the restaurant, the owner of the manor said that he seemed so happy that it was rare that he wanted to say a lot to the identified relative in front of him.

Or in Zhao Qian's opinion, it's more like the station's subtle influence on the plot character in front of him.

These details always provide some additional information to travelers in invisible places.

"Your father is my half-brother.

Strictly speaking, even if Tyrone Winchester, the current baron of Riverdale Town, does not expel him, he is not eligible to inherit the territory."

The maid at the table began to be busy again.

The cook who got up early got fresh ingredients from the farmhands of the manor and cooked delicious delicacies for the new young master, trying to leave a good impression.

"sit."

Instructing Zhao Qian to sit next to his seat, Zhao Qian nodded, but had no intention of speaking at all.

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He didn't want to lose the key to obtaining mission information because of an unexpected gaffe of his, even if he still didn't know what the second main mission was.

"He's too weak."

These were Tai Lung's last words before the meal.

Similar to the war-torn times of the Middle Ages, the lord's first identity was that of a knight, and the others were secondary.

Because in this era, a commander who can fight is everything.

Note: Never imagine knights as those in novels.

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This is not nonsense.

Basically, everyone starts to become a knight's servant at the age of 10.

It is possible to officially become a knight at the age of 21.

In addition to the general requirements for force value, knights also need to know a lot of things, including poetry, books, etiquette, art, and archery. a little.

In the middle of breakfast, the tall knight was called away with a frown and a few whispers from the old butler who came from outside the restaurant.

Zhao Qian was sitting at the dining table.

He was still processing today's information.

He couldn't help but feel that these things were now placed in front of him like a mess.

In his heart, he crossed some of his own things.

Because he had not watched The Lord of the Rings, the 6 points of wisdom did not make him feel that he had many ideas, but at least one thing was certain, and that was his main line.

Mission two should be related to this river valley town. maybe.

Zhao Qian stopped eating in his hands and looked through the window at the lush Lonely Mountain over there.

The contemplation was soon interrupted by a servant who walked in.

The servant lowered his head and handed over a piece of paper.

"Master Glenn, an adventurer at the door just handed me a note, saying he was your friend."

Zhao Qian looked at the twisted words on the white paper and his pupils shrank.

His expression soon returned to its original state.

It's like nothing happened.

He stood up and walked out of the crowd of servants surrounding him.

To be honest, it was the first time for him to be surrounded by such maids, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

In Pirates of the Caribbean, it was because of his status as a down-and-out nobleman that he was not treated like this.

He walked toward the door without saying a word, while the servants behind him packed up the things he left behind

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