Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 8 Growth and Swordsmanship

Gavin took a deep breath, bowed to Edmund and replied: "I don't hate you, sir. I am grateful to my father for giving me life, and thank you for helping me and my mother."

Edmund did not say anything after hearing this but observed Gavin carefully and found that there was sincerity in his eyes and that a 6-year-old child would not pretend.

Gavin took the opportunity to muster up his courage and said, "Sir, I have a way to make salt. I can extract coarse sea salt and turn it into expensive refined salt. The production method is quite simple. I would like to present this method to you to thank you for taking care of me and my mother for so many years."

Edmund smiled and said, "Let's not rush the refined salt issue. Since you have guessed your life story, I want you to come back to the castle with me. But after you return to the castle, I will let Coach Ryan train you in swordsmanship. Can you bear this hardship?"

Gavin was very surprised and quickly replied, "Of course, sir, I am looking forward to learning swordsmanship and hope to become a glorious knight in the future."

Edmund laughed after hearing this, ruffled Gavin's hair, and said, "Then it's settled, little Gavin, I'll send someone to pick you and your mother up this afternoon. I hope you can work hard and become a powerful knight in the future."

Gavin and his mother had returned to the castle to live. That night after returning to the castle, Gavin took the written salt-making method and gave it to Sir Edmund.

After a simple calculation of the profits, Edmond was surprised. With the profits from salt production, the family's strength could become even stronger, which undoubtedly brought a stable income to the Cotoin family.

Looking at Gavin in front of him, he felt that bringing Gavin back to the castle was the right thing to do. In this way, Gavin officially lived in the castle.

The territory would select clean-born children from the families of the territory's soldiers for training, and Gavin was also involved. After more than ten days of training, occasionally after the morning group training, Coach Ryan would give Gavin some special training in the afternoon.

It was still early in the morning and the sun was still half hidden behind the clouds and had not yet fully risen.

Gavin and a dozen or so young children, full of expectation and nervousness, stood neatly on the training ground in front of the stable. Their eyes were focused on Coach Ryan, who was standing in front of them with his arms folded and a serious face.

Coach Ryan looked at the children in front of him with a dignified look, and said in a steady and powerful voice: "Children, from today on, I will teach you how to use the sword. The sword will be your most important partner in the future! The sword is not only a weapon, it is also a symbol of your honor, courage and faith. When using the sword, you must be steady in your heart, hands and eyes. The sword must be wielded with strength and skill. Remember, every time you swing the sword, you must go all out, because on the battlefield, the sword is your life!"

Coach Ryan paused, then continued: "Now the first thing you need to learn is to hold the sword."

Soon it was afternoon and Gavin received a notice from Coach Ryan asking him to come over. Knowing the benefits of special treatment, Gavin rushed over excitedly.

After seeing the coach, Gavin saluted respectfully and said, "Good afternoon, Coach Ryan."

Coach Ryan glanced at Gavin and said loudly in a careless manner: "Boy, don't dawdle now that you're here, start with the basics!" Then he threw a wooden sword to Gavin.

Gavin hurriedly caught the wooden sword and waited nervously for the coach's next instruction.

Coach Ryan straightened his body and said in a loud voice, "Today we will learn how to swing the sword first, watch out!" He spread his feet shoulder-width apart, leaned forward slightly, and held the hilt tightly with his right hand. He swung the wooden sword from the right to the left with force. His movements were smooth and majestic.

Jia Wen tried to imitate the coach, but his movements were extremely clumsy. The swing of his arms was pitifully small, and his strength was completely misdirected. He was crooked and uncoordinated. "Hey! Boy, are you chasing flies? Pay attention to the strength of your arms, and use the rotation of your waist to drive your arms!" Coach Ryan shouted at the top of his voice.

Gavin's face immediately turned red. He tried again and barely passed, but he still couldn't get it right.

Next, Coach Ryan began to teach the chopping technique. He held the wooden sword tightly with both hands, raised it high, and then chopped it down fiercely, shouting loudly: "Like this, use all your strength!"

Gavin did as he was told, but when he chopped for the first time, he used too much force and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Hold on! Hold on! Release the strength evenly, don't exert force randomly like a headless fly!" Coach Ryan widened his eyes and shouted angrily.

With repeated unremitting attempts, Gavin gradually got the knack of chopping and his movements became more and more skillful.

After that, the coach began to teach the straight thrust. "Boy, when you thrust straight, keep your eyes on the target, move your body's center of gravity forward, and stretch your arms straight!"

When Gavin first started stabbing straight ahead, he was always unable to hit the target accurately, and his speed was as slow as a snail.

But he gritted his teeth, and under the strict teaching of Coach Ryan and his own unremitting efforts, Gavin gradually mastered the technique of straight stabbing, and his speed and accuracy were significantly improved.

At the end of a day's training, Gavin was exhausted, panting and sweating, but his eyes were full of dedication to swordsmanship and longing for the future.

When Gavin returned home, he suddenly found a new change on the panel. There was an additional skill - Swordsmanship: Beginner. There was also a plus sign at the end.

Gavin stared at the panel with a fiery gaze and shouted in his heart: "Finally I've gotten started!" Then he added the last energy point without hesitation.

The art of swordsmanship instantly went from being a beginner to being familiar with it. Some experiences and techniques of holding and wielding the sword instantly emerged in his mind, as if he had been practicing swordsmanship for many years and experienced countless battles.

He held the sword again, and it seemed as if the sword had become one with him. Looking at the panel and feeling the effect of the skill, Gavin thought: "With the panel, I can learn almost any skill quickly, but it's hard to get energy points."

After finishing all these complicated thoughts, Gavin fell into a deep sleep with exhaustion all over his body.

Time flies, and soon it is the 291st year of the Aegon calendar.

On the training ground, a young man stood there holding a sword. His silver-gold hair shone in the sun. His handsome face had a pair of deep and bright purple eyes. He stood tall and held a training sword. It was Gavin, who was already 14 years old. He was standing opposite Coach Ryan. Both of them had firm and focused eyes.

"Gavin, let me see how much you've improved over the years!" Coach Ryan shouted and took the lead in attacking.

(End of this chapter)