Chapter 12 12: Apprentice Knight

Author: I really want to eat meat 597

Chapter 12 12: Apprentice Knight

The air in Kent is very fresh. The sky in the morning is extremely blue, and the sun in the distance casts gentle and bright sunshine, which greatly relieves people's body and mind.

However, Anji felt a little depressed.

Because she first became friends with Jesiel, and then became Barton’s subordinate. In this way, she became the subordinate of her good friend’s brother.

I always feel like my seniority has dropped a level.

The heartless Barton walked in front of Anji, humming an unpleasant ditty that was off-key and said he wanted to take her to test her resistance to curses.

"This nonsense term is too long! I usually call it patience. Since you are now my subordinate, you can use the same name as me!"

Although he is the same age as Jessir and is two years older than Anji, neither his height nor his mind are well developed. He is only 1.65 meters tall, and he may not be able to continue to grow taller in the future.

Of course, these are Angie's personal thoughts.

After Anji agreed to become his subordinate, Barton's mood improved significantly, and even the pain in his abdomen was ignored by him, as if the captain's kick to him was fake.

"I bet that your resistance value will never exceed thirty! I have never seen anyone enter a foreign land for the first time and have a resistance value of thirty. Of course, you may have lied."

Barton's mouth was talking like a broken faucet. Once it was opened, it could never be closed. For the first time, Angie felt that calluses were about to grow in her ears.

"I don't know how this resistance value is calculated. I only know that when we were in the forest at the beginning, neither Scott nor I had any physical abnormalities."

"Wow. Are you really sure? You looked miserable when you fell to the ground covered in blood."

Barton used exaggerated tone of voice and movements to vividly describe the scene at that time. This made Angie a little confused.

"Were you in the forest at that time?"

"Yes. But it's a pity that you fell into a coma before I came~"

He narrowed his eyes and smiled slyly: "You are really unlucky. It doesn't matter if you suddenly fell into a foreign land, and it happened to be this unstable foreign land."

Although Barton's tone was very flat, his talkativeness did bring more information. Anji patiently pretended to be well-behaved and asked: "What is an unstable alien environment?"

The young man smacked his lips and said nonchalantly: "Oh, this is the kind of alien realm that will suddenly upgrade. Most of the alien realms that have been discovered are stable and will not suddenly change levels."

"It doesn't matter if you encounter an unstable alien realm, this alien realm can be directly upgraded across levels. This is so fun."

"Upgrading from a third-level alien realm to a fourth-level alien realm is a direct upgrade from a low-level alien realm to a mid-level alien realm! Hahaha, this is a huge difference!"

This series of nouns made Anji dizzy. But at least she was certain that the forest alien environment she and Scott had stayed in before was extremely special. Ordinary alien environments would not suddenly escalate.

Barton looked at her frowning face and laughed happily.

"Here we are. Right here."

They came to a very imposing building. The building's stone exterior walls glowed with a rare light beige sheen, and the maroon roof peaks reached into the clouds. There were two Roman-style circular columns at the entrance, supporting the roof above.

The exquisite door eaves carved from marble, with a hint of elegance in its solemn temperament, were simply not from the same world as the tower where she lived.

"Hey, it's very luxurious! This is the facade of our Fort Slade!" Barton said as he knocked on the pillars at the door, showing a proud expression, "These pillars were built by Lord Slade back then.

I brought it back with my own hands!”

Moved back by hand...

An image couldn't help but emerge in Anji's mind. Slade used her big black claws to grab these five-meter-long round pillars from left to right, lowering the pillars one by one, and then arranged them one by one...

…

There doesn’t seem to be any sense of violation... right?

Barton took Anji into the hall and asked Anji to put his hand on the white goddess statue in the center of the hall.

The moment her hand touched the statue of the goddess, the statue's eyes actually turned.

Then, she felt as if something had bitten her finger on the statue, and she felt a strange suction on the wound, like...

It was like something was sucking her blood.

The statue became more active. Not only the eyes were moving, but also the head began to shake stiffly, as if it were a doll that had been in disrepair for many years and its joints were rusty, spitting out a string of syllables intermittently.

"Hey...hey, thirty-four...it tastes really bad, it has a weird taste."

Angie raised her eyebrows.

Did she hear it right? A weird statue was mocking her that her blood tasted bad?

"Wow, is this statue so eloquent? This is the first time I've heard it speak other than numbers!"

Anji turned back expressionlessly and looked at Barton behind him.

“Can I smash it?

"Oh, I'm afraid it won't work. However, you can go to a foreign land to find a treasure that can measure the resistance value to replace it!"

Barton still looked playful and smiling.

In other words, as long as you can find a new treasure to replace it, you can do whatever you want with it, right?

The eyes of the statue are still moving, and a mysterious smile appears on the face of the noble and elegant goddess.

Then, its facial features began to twist, with a look of pain on its face. It covered its abdomen with one hand, bent forward in a posture that was very unbecoming of a goddess, and vomited a pool of blood.

Part of the blood fell directly to the ground, while the other part flowed downwards along its lips, making it look very ferocious.

As for whose blood this is, you can tell without testing.

Seeing this scene, Anji was so angry that her eyelids twitched wildly.

Amid Barton's relentless laughter, she withdrew her hand on it, waved goodbye to the statue with a bright smile.

She smashed this statue!

…

After verifying Angie's endurance, Barton began to teach her some fighting skills.

I have to say that although this blond boy is not very reliable, he is still very good at fighting, otherwise he would not have become the deputy leader of the Knights at the age of seventeen.

But this week of training made Anji feel like a century had passed...

because……

"Anji, it's not fast enough! Learn from me!"

"Anji! Are your legs and left hand just for show? It's not enough to swing a sword with just your right hand!"

"Hahaha, I, Barton, am really strong!"

Barton's voice kept ringing in Anji's ears like a magical sound, but she couldn't be distracted by him yet!

At least half of every three sentences this person says are self-proclaimed nonsense!

Is he really teaching people seriously?

"Qiang—"

With a harsh metal hissing sound, the one-handed sword in his hand was knocked away by Patton again, and severe pain came from the tiger's mouth.

Anji panted and walked to the side, picking up the sword that had fallen not far away.

"Well... Anji, to be honest, you have made great progress. In the past, you would be eliminated by me within three moves, but now you can be eliminated within six moves!"

Sure enough, Patton's focus is always on himself.

Although Angie is not sure whether she has made great progress, the only thing she is sure of is that her patience has grown tremendously.

Now she can basically ignore Barton's nonsense, but she often hallucinates Barton's flat voice when she is alone.

After all, she had heard too much these past few days...

Since both of them were training with weapons, during this period of their joint efforts, many of Jeshir's clothes were broken.

But every time Anji took the damaged clothes back to Jessir with a guilty look on her face, Jessir would always smile and say it was okay, and would care about whether she was injured, and secretly stuff some ointment to her.

Usually every two days, you can see that the damaged clothes have been repaired and placed at the end of her bed. They have even been cleaned and have a faint fragrance. This makes Anji feel even more guilty.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but muttered:

"If Barton could be half as considerate as his sister...oh no, even one-third would be enough."

"Anji, what are you talking about? Come back to training quickly! There are still two hours of training today!"

"Wait a minute, let me take a rest first..."

Angie, who was so tired that she was out of breath, was puzzled. Why was Barton always so energetic, like a big husky, tossing around from morning to night without any pressure?

"Sigh. Your physical fitness is really not good. You are about the same as Scott!"

Through these days of training, Angie learned that although ordinary soldiers respected Scott, the knights preferred to use Scott as a unit of measurement for combat power, because Scott's strength was at the bottom among the knights.

Barton also said this to Angie sincerely: You must seize the time and work hard, otherwise you will replace Scott and become the new unit of measurement of combat power!

Now Anji is just a trainee knight and is safe for the time being.

"Your body is not strong enough now, and the effect may not be good if you continue training like this. Let's do this! Tomorrow we will go to a foreign land to play, so that you can absorb more blessings!"

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