At six o'clock in the morning, Geer woke up on time.

In the early morning, bright light shines through the car window. Although it is close to summer, the air at this time still seems a bit cool.

Opening his eyes, Geer slowly stood up from the bed.

The white silk quilt slipped off his body, revealing his naked upper body.

Suddenly, there was some movement on the right side, and a small hand was placed on Geer from the right side.

It's Sophia.

Geer looked in the direction where his hand was stretched out. Sophia was lying next to him, her little body curled up and sleeping soundly. Maybe it was the morning breeze that Geer brought in when he got up that made her feel a little chilly. At this time, she

He was trying hard to wrap up the quilt more tightly, and he also reached out to Geer to pull the quilt over more.

Thirteen-year-old Sophia has grown quite mature, and her curvy figure cannot be covered by a thin silk quilt.

Geer's father may have died early, and apart from Geer, the boy born to his main wife, there were only a few children left with his maids. The status of these unrecognized children in the territory was no higher than that of the attendants.

No matter how much, you need to rely on work to support yourself.

Like Sophia, because of her good figure, appearance and temperament, she was often thought of when Ger's father was alive. Her mother's status also rose a lot. Not only did she have a certain share of the expenses, but she could also work with Ander.

Baron Lie, Geer and the others ate together. Although they were only at the end of the table, they were already much better than other people who were not even qualified to sit.

After Geer's father passed away, in order to ensure that his status would not end up as a servant, Sophia, under the guidance of her mother, placed all her future reliance on Geer.

This situation is very common in traditional aristocratic families. There are many children born from concubines who have no inheritance rights and are not recognized by blood. If they are lucky, they can be recognized by their "brothers and sisters" who have obtained the legitimate qualifications of the nobility and become their personal followers. If they are lucky,

In their next generation or the next generation after that, they may become recognized as a branch of the aristocracy. In this way, the aristocrats call it "Holabiso", and their consciousness is like a vine clinging to the rock.

Now, the only person Sophia can choose to rely on is Geer. Her life is connected with Geer, which is why Baron Andre finally chose to believe in her.

Waking up early in the morning is the time when men's anger is the strongest. This is due to the body's instinctive reaction, and Geer, who is sixteen years old and has done very good physical exercise, is no exception.

I looked at my lower body with some embarrassment. A large piece of my pants was sticking out between my legs, which clearly showed how energetic this body was.

Maybe it was because Geer's movements were too loud. Sophia beside her also rubbed her eyes and got up. From her angle, she could just see the large bulge on Geer's lower body.

Sophia was a little overwhelmed and leaned on the bed in a daze.

It's not that Sophia doesn't know what to do next, it's just that she hesitates because of the girl's shyness. If Geer takes the initiative to touch her, she will accept it very docilely. In fact, in many noble families, this kind of relationship is normal.

It should and must be created. It is the simplest shortcut to deepen the relationship and obtain better treatment from the family.

The embarrassment didn't bother Geer for long. He straightened up and jumped out of bed, and began to look for his own clothes to wear.

"Brother Geer, let me serve you." Seeing Geer's actions, Sophia immediately reacted and quickly got up to help Geer get dressed.

"Go and ask the conductor to bring hot water for me to wash up." Although Geer had always enjoyed similar services during the castle period in his memory, during this time Geer had been handling this kind of thing by himself, not even for a moment.

Too used to it.

"Okay, brother."

After Sophia left, Geer came to the window and opened the car window completely.

Outside the window was the endless wilderness, and the refreshing wind rushed in through the window. The little bit of sleepiness left by Geer soon faded away.

The death of Baron Andre, the dispute over territorial inheritance, the potential threat from the Philippian Restoration Army, and the invisible hand behind the scenes, these things happened one after another, causing Geer to deal with it passively.

There is no way to calm down and carefully study my own path.

But the illusion last night made Geer seem to see something through the layers of fog ahead.

"I seemed to have a feeling yesterday. Let's do some experiments later." Geer leaned against the window and began to think quietly. "Unfortunately, according to the current energy absorption rate, it will take at least a week to activate the next stage of functional modules.

Maybe I can’t keep up, and the only thing I can improve now is my swordsmanship.”

After waiting for a while, Sophia brought a silver face and towel full of hot water and helped Geer wash himself.

After the two of them washed up, they went to the dining car to have something to eat. Geer told Sophia to stay in the box obediently while he went to the martial arts training car again.

Yesterday, Geer had asked the train to help reserve the carriage rights from 8 a.m. to 10 o'clock in the morning. These two hours belonged to Geer.

I moved my body and practiced Black Crow Archery for a while to get a feel for it. After all, even if I focus on practicing swordsmanship at this stage, I can't just throw away my original advantages.

After being fully active, Geer began to practice swordsmanship.

As soon as Geer started using it this time, he had a completely different feeling than before. The straight knife in his hand was no longer a simple weapon, but seemed to have a subtle connection with Geer, as if he had become a

Part of Ger's body.

For a while, Geer's body had difficulty adapting, and it seemed like he had returned to the stumbling feeling he had when he first started swordsmanship training. His body and the straight knife in his hand often couldn't cooperate with his thoughts, and he was completely out of touch. He often needed to slow down.

The speed can barely keep up.

But this situation did not last long. As he practiced swordsmanship again and again, Geer's movements quickly changed from intermittent and extremely slow to smoother and faster.

The blade cuts through the air, constantly making a slight sound of breaking wind, which means that Geer's mastery of swordsmanship has entered a new stage. Every time he chops and stabs, Geer uses the smallest contact with the straight knife.

The surface and the air interact, which means that this is the fastest movement with the smallest power transmission loss, and it is also the most deadly, effective and concealed swordsmanship.

Unknowingly, Geer became more and more involved in training, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly to this swordsmanship that gave him a completely different feeling.

The brain, body and the straight knife in the hand seem to have become gears in different positions as a whole. They are cooperating better and more precisely every minute, and the power they exert is becoming more and more powerful.

Chop, slash, thrust forward, parry.

The movements become more and more graceful and smooth, and the sound of breaking wind becomes smaller and smaller, and finally it is almost non-existent.

"...The death thorn swordsmanship has been improved, and the current level is 56% entry-level..."

"...The death thorn swordsmanship has been improved, and the current level is 96% of the entry-level..."

"...The death thorn swordsmanship has been improved, reaching the proficiency level by 12%..."

…

Geer turned a deaf ear to these reminders and was still immersed in this wonderful feeling.

"...dang...dang..."

The wall clock hanging in front of the door of the practice carriage rang, reminding Ger that his practice time had arrived.

Geer recovered from the practice state and suddenly realized that two hours had passed. Looking at the skill series in the monitoring module, the Death Thorn Swordsmanship had reached 100% of the proficiency level. According to his body's reaction, Geer was able to

I'm sure if it weren't for physical limitations, I would already be proficient in swordsmanship.

"This is the precious gift that Baron Andre and Gerald left to me. It is not a skill, but the perception of swordsmanship."

After tidying up, Geer wiped his sweat with a towel and opened the door of the training compartment.

A tall, strong, black-haired man was already waiting at the door. In his hand was a two-handed cross epee. This kind of weapon that only existed on the battlefield suddenly appeared here, and Geer couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The black-haired man smiled and nodded to Geer, who also smiled kindly in return.

Watching the black-haired man enter the training car and close the door, the conductor on the side took down the sign with Griezmann on the door and replaced it with McClain's sign. Geer followed the conductor towards the bathroom.

…

After taking a comfortable bath, Geer returned to the box.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Sophia jumping up like a frightened deer and hurriedly hiding something into the pillow. The sharp-eyed Geer recognized it at the first sight as the "Basics of Alchemy" he was carrying.

.

Geer didn't point it out.

The train is really boring. Those who go to the leisure car for entertainment are usually urban aristocrats. It is difficult for aristocrats from the countryside like Gersofia to communicate with urban aristocrats, so after going there to have a look, I don’t plan to go there again.

.But we have to stay on the train for three days in total. In addition to sleeping, reading a book when you are bored is also a good choice.

"Let's order and eat."

"Okay, brother Geer." Seeing that Geer didn't seem to notice her actions, Sophia breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly rang the bell to request food delivery service.

After eating, Sophia went to arrange for the waiter to clean up the room. When she came back, she was surprised to find Geer sitting at the desk with the "Basics of Alchemy" she had hidden.

"Do you want to learn?" Geer asked softly.

Sophia bit her lower lip, twisted her hands together on her lower abdomen, and couldn't say the word for a while.

"Tell me, do you really want to learn?" Geer looked into Sophia's eyes and asked seriously.

"Yes, brother, I want to learn!" Looking at Geer's eyes, Sophia suddenly felt that she had the courage and firmly expressed her thoughts to Geer.

"Very good, sit here and I'll teach you."

"Ah? Oh, yes, brother!" Sophia was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, happily dragging a long-backed chair to Geer's side and sitting down.

"First, let me test your writing skills..."
Chapter completed!