Dominate the world in three weeks?

When night fell, the cave was much darker than the outside.In order to reduce the danger, neither of Terrence said to light the fire, so they each occupied one side, ready to fall asleep.

Terrence practiced spells all afternoon, his magic power was exhausted, and he was even more mentally exhausted, but because he still had scruples about Lancer, he kept his eyes open for a long time, and then fell asleep completely due to exhaustion.

His gradual and steady breathing was noticed by the blond knight for the first time. Lanser paused, got up and walked slowly, and sat beside Terrence.

Using the blurred silhouette, Lancer easily found the position of Terrence's head. He reached out and stroked the child's hair. The curly hair was fluffy and soft, like the best down.

Terrence didn't wake up because he was so tired, but Lancer's gentle caress made him more relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

Lancer tried to move Terrence's body to his side. His thin body was cold and shivering. The temperature at night was still too low. After Terrence felt the heat source, he consciously retracted into Lancer's body. in the arms.

The knight leaned his back against the stone wall, his eyes fell on the dim shadows of vegetation at the entrance of the cave, and he curled Terrence's hair time after time.

He thought of the look that the child in his arms gave him when he just woke up today. It was not the look a child should have at all, which made Lancer more or less interested in Terrence.

When he followed the sudden howling of a wolf yesterday, what he saw was Terrence who had passed out on the ground.Although he doesn't pay much attention to the eight rules of knights, Lancer is not a guy who ignores the life and death of children.However, the difficulty of Terrence's situation was indeed beyond Lancer's expectations. When all kinds of medicines did not work, Lancer remembered the magic circle passed down from the family that was said to be able to share life.

He simply had the mentality of giving it a try, but who knows that the formation was really formed and connected at once. It's really hard to say whether it depends on Lancer's luck or Terrence's luck.

But no matter what, for the time being, it is obvious that Lancer Schevenlieu and Terrence have formed a community of destiny.Lancer didn't feel much about this. If a knight's destiny is to find a master worthy of following for himself, then Lancer felt that he just speeded up the process of finding it. As for whether the little master is worth following or not, he There is nothing to worry about.

Isn't it very interesting to shape a young child into a master he admires.

Lancer, who was thinking casually in his heart, slowly closed his eyes under exhaustion. At the last second before falling into darkness, the look of Terrence waking up from a coma and looking at him flashed in Lancer's mind again. And pass.

It reminded him of a small falcon, obviously less than forty centimeters long, but fierce and good at fighting, keeping an eye on its prey and never giving in.

Lancer liked that look.

Early the next morning, Lancer went outside to find some wild fruits and came back. The two of them planned to leave the cave after eating, but a new difficulty posed in front of Terrence.

"You don't have a map?" Terrence asked with an ugly expression, "Then how did you get into the forest?"

Faced with his questioning, Lancer Chewenlieu, who has always been calm and calm, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He picked the fruit in front of him and said, "Actually, I've been lost in the forest."

——Why would someone dare to enter the White Bone Tower Forest without a map?

"……Ugh……"

Although Terrence wanted to question it, he could only sigh helplessly in the end.He knew that things couldn't always go smoothly. In fact, his journey was not smooth.But after all, the original goal was achieved, and Terrence didn't have much to complain about.

Fortunately, the second-level [Tracking] in the wooden spell also has a guiding effect. Although it cannot be precisely located, it is better than nothing.

Let Lancer jump up the tree to confirm the direction according to the sun, and Terrence used [Tracking] to control the grass to fall all the way to the south. In a blink of an eye, an obvious path composed of prostrate green grass appeared in front of the two of them. .

"Ah, it seems that the master is very smart."

Although the tone sounded a bit blunt, Lancer still did not hesitate to praise - praise and praise must be very important to make the little master a good adult.

Terrence didn't know what Lanser was thinking, but the tone of the other party's treatment of children already made him feel unhappy.Just because he didn't want to worry too much about trivial matters, Terrence just glanced at Lancer and left in the direction indicated by the spell.

Although [Tracking] is a small spell, Terrence, a mage who has just been promoted to the third level, still has limited magic power, and it is impossible to cast it for a long time.

Therefore, the speed of the two people is not so fast.

But during the fight with Lu Yu Warcraft during this period of time, Terrence roughly figured out the current strength of Lancer Schevenlieu - he should be a seventh-level swordsman.

The level of the other party is not high, but it is much stronger than the group of Yeluzi who lack knowledge inheritance in the deep black mask.Whether it is attack skills or the reasonable use of grudges, they are all very superb.On these two points, even Lu Sien has no advantage.

Due to the characteristics of long-distance attack of archers, the level test does not specifically test for fighting spirit. Terrence remembers that the test of archers seems to have always been a test of continuous shooting. As long as a level 9 archer can shoot [-] arrows at a time and hit The goal can be promoted, which is actually the eyesight and arm strength of the martial arts examiner.

Lu Sien obviously did a good job in this aspect, but it's a pity that his fighting energy is mainly concentrated in his limbs, otherwise, with the cultivation of fighting energy of a ninth-level warrior, he would never be bitten by a wolf.

This is the biggest shortcoming of civilian warriors.

Most of them lack systematic learning, and will take many detours on the journey of struggle, and even deviate more and more from the correct path.Lu Sien chose to become an archer. For him, he had to say that it was a kind of luck. This profession can be improved quickly through hard training and talent. However, after reaching level ten, if Lu Sien is still like this, it will be difficult to advance. .

Terrence was distracted thinking about these things, and Lancer had already knocked down an arching porcupine with his sword.He retracted his sword gracefully and looked at Terrence who was sitting on the branch of a big tree—it was Lancer who sent Terrence up to protect the little master when he met the monster.

"How am I playing?"

Lancer still maintained a calm and unwavering attitude, and turned his head to ask for credit from Terrence - if you want to have a master who trusts you, you must let him know your bravery at all times.

Although the blond knight's decision was made on a whim, he has also thought carefully about how to cultivate a good master.

Terrence's thoughts of running away have not come back, and he only listened to Lancer's question in general, so he just nodded his head and said, "Huh?... Not bad, very powerful."

"Master, you are not paying attention at all." Lancer accused with a serious expression.

"Oh...I'm thinking about something." Terrence waved his hand indifferently, "That's what's for today's lunch, put me down."

Lancer frowned, which was a rare change in his expression.Terrence's perfunctory obviously dissatisfied him: "Master, inattention is a very dangerous behavior. Even if you are not fighting, you should not relax your vigilance in such an environment around you. In addition, although this kind of rhetoric is a bit arrogant, my battles will also help you accumulate actual combat experience, please pay more attention and don't..."

"..."

Terrence rolled his eyes very unaristocratically.

In his previous two lives, he had never known that this man was such a chatty fellow, no, even when he met him for the first time in this life, he didn't realize that Lancer Schevenlieu was a chatterbox.

In fact, Lancer was very capable most of the time, but because of this, Terrence couldn't predict when he would start to talk.

Just like during the night before, Lancer Schevenlieu insisted that Terrence sleep next to him, how could Terrence agree to such a thing? !No matter what, he still didn't want to have too much interaction with Lancer.

But the blond knight gave a speech on this matter for almost half an hour. The content ranged from the low temperature at night, which makes it easy to catch a cold, to the fact that if there is a surprise attack, he can react faster, and it is very difficult for Terrence to deliberately distance himself from people. his future socialization.

Terrence was so annoyed by the torment that he didn't know how he agreed to the other party's request in the end.

The little duke felt that he and Lancer Chevinlieu really did not think at the same level.He couldn't analyze the reason for these behaviors of the other party.

Of course, regarding this matter, the blond knight's reason is so simple and straightforward - only by spending more time with the little master can we cultivate a closer relationship between the two.The little master is not willing?It must be that the little master is too young to understand, and needs to be carefully taught by himself.

Regardless of what happened before, Terrence saw that Lancer was still continuing to talk about how inappropriate his distraction was with a serious expression, so he had to waste his magic power by ordering the branch to fall and jump to the ground.As for refuting the other party—forget it, Lancer's ingenious logic made him dumbfounded, and he had already eaten the bitter fruit of being stunned.

Sometimes, the little duke doubted very much whether he could last long enough to bring Lancer back to the imperial capital in the face of the other party's weird hobby.

The blond knight saw Terrence fell to the ground by himself, and stepped forward to hug him: "Master, please don't ignore my words, this is all for..."

Terrence finally couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed Lancer's hair: "Can you please shut up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a feathered arrow suddenly shot past Lancer's cheek and nailed it to the tree trunk in front of him. The white feathers vibrated with the arrow, and a strand of dark golden hair just It fell lightly.