Chapter 116 Chapter 116 Can you give me some advice on my swordsmanship?
Su Cheng turned away, "Thank you. But looking at it from another perspective, your admission of this speaks volumes. At least you're brave enough to face yourself."
Charles couldn't help laughing. "You're really good at talking."
Su Cheng looked up at the sky. "It's rare for someone to say that to me. Anyway, what rank are you? Battle Master? I guess?"
Charles smiled. "A few years ago, I took the guild test and was a six-star battle master. By now... I should have advanced, right?"
Su Cheng: “?!?!?!”
Su Cheng: "Excuse me, how old are you?"
Charles blinked. "Twenty-one."
Su Cheng: “…………”
A twenty-one-year-old seventh-level warrior.
If this were put in the previous timeline, there would be no one like it in the entire Northern Continent.
After all, Murong Yue is only one or two years younger than him and not yet at the sixth level, but she is already famous.
Su Cheng: “No——”
How could such a person be short of money? A single mercenary sale would cost at least a few hundred gold coins, right?
besides.
She remembered that Mayor Wayne and his four children were dead, killed by a group of bandits who had looted the town.
Are these bandits gods sent down from heaven?
etc.
Four children.
Charles is the eldest, he has a younger brother, then two younger sisters, and a younger brother who is the youngest.
There are five of them in total.
Previously, in front of Mayor Wayne’s monument, it was written that four children died in the battle, which means that one did not die.
Su Cheng was just confused.
Could it be that Charles was not there when the disaster struck?
——You should know that the seventh level is already considered a mid-to-high-level warrior. For a strong man of this level, human wave tactics are completely useless.
Unless the so-called sea of people is made up of many level six people, he can deal with people at the level of level four or level five as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
It doesn't take much effort.
How could ordinary bandits have such a large group of sixth-level warriors? Even pagans wouldn't have that much.
With this kind of ability, there is no need to do this.
Even if you want to make money through crime, it would be more efficient to rob any noble family in the city than to rob a town like this.
Su Cheng was immersed in brainstorming.
Charles looked at her curiously. "What are you thinking about?"
Su Cheng raised his head and said, "Since you are short of money, why don't you find a job that pays well? It should be easy with your ability."
Charles shook his head slightly. "Besides taking care of my brothers and sisters, there are many things to deal with in town. After the previous sheriff resigned, I have no choice but to take over—"
Tielong Town is located on a major transportation route in the southern part of the empire, and many mercenaries and travel adventurers would stop here for supplies.
When there are too many people, conflicts and disputes are inevitable.
For a position like sheriff, apart from other things, the combat capability must not be too poor.
After all, in a town like this, force is often the only deterrent, otherwise the troublemakers won’t care at all.
Su Cheng: "...Brothers and sisters don't matter, they will grow up eventually, but this job seems to have no end, right?"
The life span of mid- and high-level warriors is also long, so it won’t have any impact if they are delayed for more than ten years. However, this position is another matter.
Su Cheng: "You can't wait until someone with similar abilities appears and is willing to take on this position before you can finally let go of this burden, right?"
"...No," Charles looked at her helplessly, then looked upstairs. "When they are all adults and their fighting spirit has been cultivated to a certain degree, and when mother is old and no longer serves as mayor, we will move to Jinbei City. I will then slowly learn magic. Although I'm not sure if I can learn it, I heard that it requires a high level of comprehension."
Su Cheng was suddenly speechless.
She doesn't know how to explain it to him, and you probably won't be able to wait for that day.
—and she couldn’t say it.
Just like she wanted to warn Grootness about the rabbit, but couldn't find the words to do so.
Su Cheng opened his mouth and said, "...If you are worried about this, I can teach you some magic, but I need to know if you are a resonator first."
Charles seemed a little moved. "Are you also an elemental mage?"
"Yes," Su Cheng nodded, "I also know some space magic, but that is more difficult to teach. Have you ever done any mental training?"
He shook his head.
"Alright, but even if mid- to high-level warriors don't practice specifically, they still have a foundation. After all, their senses are very sharp, and the more information they receive, the more it becomes a form of training..."
The two walked down the hillside against the night, green grass and wild grass tore through the hills until they were cut off by gray and white buildings. The town was still very lively, and the evening market was extremely noisy.
The magic guild here is very small, and people are constantly coming and going in front of the door on the crowded and busy commercial street.
The receptionist raised his head and greeted as usual, then smiled, "Sir Wayne—"
Charles looked a little embarrassed, but he politely explained his purpose.
They obviously knew each other, and the employee was a little surprised, but quickly let him go to the room upstairs.
Su Cheng accompanied him to the second floor. At the stairs, the silver-haired young man stopped again.
"What if I'm really not?"
He asked.
Su Cheng had a terrible headache. "Then I'll teach you space magic... I will teach you, but I can't guarantee that you can learn it. I'll also teach you some other miscellaneous things. Go quickly."
She couldn't help but push him.
Charles didn't move.
After two seconds, he seemed to be convinced and walked into the room with hesitation.
"...Water, medium, Earth, low, Wind, medium."
The mage who did the test reported this.
She obviously also knew the eldest son of the mayor's family, the town's sheriff, and she didn't know why he had the urge to do this test.
But this result is not very good.
He's the type who has to pay money to get into a second-rate magic academy.
——Of course, if you just want to learn magic, it’s better to have a resonance level than not.
What's more, for him, the resonance level cannot determine everything, because with his strength, it will be easy for him to make money in the future.
When the time comes, just ask the engraver to increase the resonance level.
"Great!" Su Cheng gave a thumbs up. "See! It's all right!"
Charles also breathed a sigh of relief and gave her a grateful smile, "Thank you."
The mage doing the test: "..."
She decided to pretend she didn't exist.
On the way back, Su Cheng began to explain wind magic in great detail.
The courses she had taken at Cross Star Academy were enough for her to build a fairly complete system for beginners to understand, helping them to understand the definitions and relationships between elemental spirits, spells, and magic.
Charles listened very carefully.
He also has a good memory and can repeat everything she said.
However--
He could never sense the presence of the elemental spirits.
Su Cheng raised his hand to tidy up his hair that was messed up by the wind. "Such a strong wind, don't you feel anything at all? According to what I just said-"
The silver-haired young man shook his head blankly.
"Oh my god, what kind of fighting spirit are you?"
"It's a classic book passed down in my family. It has no attributes."
"Okay," Su Cheng took a deep breath, "Wait a moment—"
She found an alchemy workshop on the commercial street, bought some materials for drawing magic circles, and then took Charles home in a rage.
Outside the courtyard of the Wayne family mansion, she found a large open space, drew a magic circle to gather the wind elves, and then began to chant softly.
"Summon the wind spirits in my name, the ethereal pilgrims, the boneless singers, and dance to your heart's content—"
Green waves bloomed beside her hands, the wind blew up with a howling sound, the grass leaves fell down one after another, and the small stones began to vibrate.
But in an instant, dirt, fallen leaves, and grass stems were all picked up by the air currents, weaving into a green-brown mist in the vortex.
The wind spirit whistled and spun in the air, rising from the ground like a funnel, condensing into a rapidly rotating wind vortex above, and then rising higher and higher—
Almost invisible in the low-hanging clouds of the night.
The tremendous wind pressure spread in all directions. If it were someone else, they would have been unable to stand steadily and might even have been dragged into the wind.
Su Cheng turned his head.
Charles stood firmly in his place, looking up at the whirlwind rising into the sky, "...It's really spectacular."
Su Cheng was actually very happy too.
It was her first time to cast fifth-level magic, and she didn't expect it to be so smooth. She almost laughed out loud for a moment.
But she still acted calm and composed, "You can sit down and start meditating."
Spells of this level will gather more wind elves, and combined with the magic array on the ground, it can create a temporary environment where high-density wind elves gather.
It is very helpful for beginners to experience the elemental elves.
Charles said thank you solemnly, then sat down on the ground and closed his eyes.
Su Cheng slowly felt his own magic and the changes in the wind elf's form under the influence of the spell. Time passed quietly and it was the second half of the night.
The magic circle lost its effectiveness.
The magic crystal that provides energy inside has completely dimmed.
Su Cheng withdrew the spell, and grass, leaves and dirt in the air fell like rain, leaving wind-eroded marks on the ground.
Charles was still sitting there quietly. She didn't want to disturb him, so she stood aside and practiced space magic until the sky turned a cold blue.
The silver-haired young man slowly stood up, "...I'm sorry, I made you work in vain."
Su Cheng only felt a question mark appear above his head, "What?"
"I didn't feel anything at all," he said, abashed. "Not once."
Su Cheng wanted to say something but stopped himself, feeling a sense of confusion and powerlessness in his heart.
She wanted to say something to confirm the result. After all, this was not a teaching on how to cast spells. It was normal to get nothing out of the whole night in that situation.
Now it’s just about letting him feel the elemental spirits.
And it's still such an environment.
Just that one magic circle cost dozens of gold coins.
——Ordinary people simply do not have the conditions to feel the existence of elemental spirits under such circumstances.
Even so, he has not succeeded yet.
Su Cheng didn't care about the gold coins at all, but this feeling was really a headache, especially since she thought the other party must be a genius.
Su Cheng: “…”
She couldn't say anything.
Because the person in front of her looked very guilty, as if he had done something wrong to her.
She felt that no matter how she asked, it would only exacerbate the situation.
Su Cheng: "...This is very normal. It takes many people several months or even years to get started with elemental magic."
Not really.
That's usually because they don't have the same environment as before.
Otherwise, even with a medium resonance level, one should at least be able to vaguely feel the presence of the wind elf, even if it's only for a brief second.
Rather than nothing at all.
Su Cheng: "...Let's do something else."
Charles looked up, the guilt and loss still in his eyes.
Su Cheng suddenly remembered that there are actually some teaching methods, such as establishing a mental connection to guide the other party to gain insights.
Sometimes it’s not about talent, but about the way everyone thinks about problems. This is very suitable for those who can make progress step by step.
But she doesn't follow that path, and she's not likely to do that.
Su Cheng coughed lightly, "Anyway, can you give me some pointers on swordsmanship? I heard you're pretty good with a sword."
"Who told you that?"
"...I was buying something at that alchemy shop before and heard people talking about it."
"Oh," Charles smiled. "Not very well, but I know a little bit. If you have any questions, I will do my best to answer them for you."
The Wayne family has obviously been practicing fighting spirit for generations.
There are a lot of training tools stored at home, and there are more than ten specifications of wooden swords alone.
Su Cheng picked out a sword that was similar in size to his own, held it in his hand to test the weight, and suddenly thought of the person who had given him the weapon.
If he were here, she wouldn't need to ask others for advice.
I don’t know if there will be another chance for us to meet again.
Charles caught a glimpse of the melancholy that flashed across the girl's face, and without asking too many questions, he just took her to the practice ground in the backyard.
Because they had to get up and work in the morning, the children of the Wayne family woke up one after another. Except for the youngest who was still sleeping, the other three rushed in.
They leaned over the door frame and stuck their heads out, watching their eldest brother and the magician standing on the sand, their wooden swords crossing in the air, and the surging fighting spirit flashed by.
Both of them restrained their fighting spirit and engaged in a pure contest of skills.
The trajectory of the sword was like interweaving winds, and two light figures intersected in the air, making continuous collision sounds.
Charles nodded slightly, "Well, it's your turn to take it."
Su Cheng was on full alert.
The next second, the opponent rushed forward like a ghost, and the sword blade that was originally pointing at the knee suddenly turned its head like a poisonous snake and slashed up at an unimaginable angle.
Then he stabbed her accurately three inches above her wrist.
Su Cheng was very sure that he couldn't escape.
Her figure disappeared on the spot.
Then he appeared behind the silver-haired young man, maintaining his original posture and continuing to thrust the sword forward.
Charles used his backhand to block the sharp blade that was stabbing at his spine, then he lowered his wrist and pressed her sword down.
Su Cheng wanted to use more force, but was afraid that the wooden sword could not bear it, so he had no choice but to disappear again.
However, this time, she had just appeared and hadn't even stood firmly when the other party hooked her ankle and pulled her forward.
She subconsciously wanted to wrestle, but the timing of her opponent's grab was too clever, and it wasn't pure brute force—
Su Cheng was completely unbalanced.
Although with her physique, even if she fell to the ground, she could bounce up at the fastest speed.
However--
Charles still reached out and held her.
She was wrapped around the waist by arms as strong as cast iron, lifted directly from mid-air, and then slammed into the broad chest that was as hard and hot as a furnace.
Su Cheng: “…”
Her chin even pressed against the other person's button.
Charles looked down at her. "You haven't been practicing with this weapon for long, have you?"
"Yes."
"Well, I feel like you seem to have developed an instinct... to use space magic when faced with unsolvable problems."
He pondered for a moment, "Then I'll teach you how to solve the problem. I think there's still a lot we can discuss. You have a pretty good combat instinct."
Su Cheng was about to speak when he saw something move in his peripheral vision.
She turned her head and found three heads squeezed next to the door frame.
Su Cheng: “…”
Charles noticed her gaze and quickly stood up straight, releasing his arm from around her lower back, "Sorry."
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