Chapter 1171 1153. Recognition of teaching


    ??The campfire was burning quietly, the light of the fire was swaying, and the roar of a monster whose direction could not be discerned came from the distant woods.


    Lan En did not speak. His cat eyes that shone slightly in the darkness were just quietly looking at the knights resting around the campfire or on guard duty.


    ?After a long silence


    “You guys impressed me.”


    The corners of Lan En''s mouth formed a nice arc in the shadow.


    “We are simply following in the footsteps of Steward Harxor, and your ideals.”


    ?Lincoln knelt down on one knee towards Lan En and said in a deep voice.


    All the knights also looked at Lan En seriously, and felt proud.


    “Ha.” Lan En chuckled lightly, with a hint of joy in his laughter.


    "The night is still very long now." The topic suddenly changed, and the demon hunter seemed to start a new topic, looking at the moonlight revealed through the gaps in the leaves above his head.


    ?Lincoln raised his head from his half-kneeling position and looked at him in confusion. The other knights also looked confused.


    ?Suddenly, without looking back, Lan En called to Ellu, the cat next to him who was making up his little bed with his little paws.


    “Flannel ball.”


    "Meow?"


    Three-flowered Ailu cat twitched its ears and raised its head in confusion.


    “Before going to bed, practice with them.” Lan En said with a chuckle, “Use the swordsmanship I taught you.”


    ?Lincoln and the other Ember Knights all understood in an instant, their eyes eager and surprised.


    ??On the contrary, the flannel ball itself is relatively slow.


    ?But for the flannel ball, it immediately became energetic when it heard that it could practice with the soldiers.


    “Woohoo! Okay! Which of you comes first?”


    ??Elucat jumped up and took out his sheathed Thundercat Sword from the package that had been placed. He placed his hands on his hips and stood next to the bonfire arrogantly.


    ??If a human were to do this kind of thing, it would only make people feel frivolous and arrogant, but Elle Cat is just right.


    ?Lincoln was already eager to give it a try when he saw this, but he still looked at Lan En on the other side of the bonfire with questioning eyes.


    “You can fight however you want, the velvet ball is very powerful, don’t underestimate it. But...”


    ??The witcher chuckled lightly at first, but then his tone became serious.


    ?And his gaze was not limited to Lincoln, but scanned every Ember Knight.


    “You must study hard.”


    “Since you all have this realization that surprises me, maybe the tasks I assign to you in the future will be more difficult and complicated than you imagined.”


    Lincoln and every Ember Knight had no hesitation or confusion in their eyes, just eagerness.


    With a "stab", Lincoln stood up from his half-kneeling position, took out the elf-style sword from his waist, and walked towards the eager kitten by the campfire.


    “We are just embers in the fire, you can’t burn anything more than our job!”


    ?Lan En didn’t say anything more, he just turned around and gave instructions to Flannel Ball.


    “Hit slower and breathe more clearly.”


    ?So a moment later, the sound of swords striking each other began to sound. In the unique and skillful swordsmanship, the crisp sound of ''dang-dang-dang'' can be heard endlessly.


    ??Qilin stretched his head and looked at the campfire for a while, but then he opened his mouth and yawned, and several blue arcs of electricity exploded from his mouth.


    Then he turned his head to the other side, put his head on the ground and fell asleep.


    —


    Along the way, the knights and the flannel ball began to compete every night.


    ??Flannel Ball is very happy. After all, the knights are completely different from the monsters it is used to dealing with. Although they do not have the hard scales and hard skin of the monsters, they do not have such exaggerated physical strength and strength.


    But knights have brains, understand tactics and decision-making, and can use weapons skillfully, and their bodies are very flexible even under armor.


    Usually these characteristics are the advantages that flannel ball has when dealing with monsters, but now, the opponent is the same as it.


    The members of the Knights are also very happy. These ten Ember Knights are the best ''honorary swordsmen'' selected from among the Knights.


    Their swordsmanship foundation, swordsmanship talent and creativity are among the best.


    ?After Lan En’s campfire talk that night, these smart guys naturally understood what Lan En meant.


    —He will teach the Ember Knights his own sword.


    The knights abandoned the conventional half-handed swords and armed swords and switched to the elf-style long swords. This was a spontaneous imitation behavior out of respect for the chief officer.


    But after being taught the art of swordsmanship, this behavior was equivalent to Lan En''s recognition and approval.


    ? Regardless of the progress of the swordsmanship, the meaning of this action alone is enough to make the Ember Knights happy.


    Let’s talk about the progress of sword skills.


    gers


    ??With the jolting of the horse''s back, the Ember Knights, who should have been comfortable riding horses, now frowned and gasped loudly.


    From time to time, I would lose my breath and cough a few times.


    ??As long as a knight maintains this kind of heavy breathing for a period of time, the figure rising and falling on the horse will naturally appear more upright and upright.


    But after the breath stops, it will return to the original state.


    ifies heirloom.


    ? ?After actual combat training with Flannel Ball and Lan En’s verbal explanation beside him, ten honorary swordsmen who already had basic skills and talents in swordsmanship made very fast progress in getting started with new technologies.


    It takes a few days to be able to maintain a short breathing rhythm on a bumpy horseback. “Do you want me to switch to another sword next time, meow?”


    From the front of Lan En, he nimbly turned behind Qilin during the trot. The flannel ball lowered his head and said to Lincoln.


    ?Lincoln rode beside Lan En. Although the horses of the Ember Knights were all of excellent blood, the Qilin was more than two meters tall at the shoulders.


    So normal knights and war horses always look smaller next to Lan En and Qilin.


    “It’s too easy to use the [Thunder Cat Sword] to deal with Iron Armor, meow. When you are just touched, your breathing will be disordered due to the electric shock, meow.”


    ??After several days of sparring, the Ember Knights asked Fluffy Ball to draw his sword during sparring instead of using a sheathed sword.


    ??As a result, the [Thunder Cat Sword], which was a mixture of unicorn mane and ashen horn fragments, won five consecutive victories as soon as it appeared that night.


    “No, no need, Mr. Velvet Ball.”


    ?Lincoln was trying to maintain his breathing while on horseback, and he was trying to speak without losing his breath.


    “If this breathing should be practiced as a habit, then it is necessary to practice it under all kinds of obstacles.”


    “You are so brave, meow!”


    ??Flannel Ball praises Lincoln and the other Knights of Embers.


    At this time, Lan En and the knights had just passed by the inn in the north of Willen with an ordinary name but a high reputation - the Inn at the Crossroads.


    ?This hotel is not luxurious at all, and it has no services. It is because of its good location that almost every caravan will pass by the rest, so its reputation spreads widely.


    ? It’s just that the hotel owners seem to feel that there is no need to re-decorate or improve service quality because of this.


    It’s a seller’s market.


    ??Lane here for a little restock of a couple of his space expansion packs.


    Mainly bread, cheese, butter, five grilled chickens and six grilled fishes.


    After all, he was in charge of the team''s baggage at this time, so he ate this little food very quickly.


    When we arrived in the north of Velen, we got rid of the humid environment and the stench of the swamp, and the density of monsters was also significantly reduced.


    The southern part of Velen is generally low-lying, resulting in puddles and pools everywhere.


    In weather that has never rained, when you step on your boots, the ground is covered with moist and caked soil.


    ??The far north of Velen is the Pontar River, and on the other side of the river is Redania.


    So at this time, Lan En and the others only need to turn around and go all the way east, and they can go upstream along the Pontar River, from the northern border of Temeria all the way to Elland.


    After walking for another two days, Lan passed through Vizima.


    ?He did not go into the city because he knew that he would only get into trouble if he went into the city.


    Although Foltest had sincerely invited him before, he felt that this method of keeping a distance from the political center of Temeria was quite effective, so he never went in once.


    ??However, when he was passing through the Dark Water outside the city, he entered the tavern in the village to replenish supplies.


    There are still some old acquaintances in the village. The village chief’s two daughters have grown up a bit now, and many young people are surrounding them.


    The half-murlocs in the underwater country seemed to have regained some vitality, although it was broad daylight and Lan En did not see the half-murlocs coming ashore wearing breathing masks.


    ??But in front of the Lady of the Lake statue outside the village, Lan En saw some sacrifices that were obviously not in line with human customs.


    Lan En was waiting in front of the statue of the Lady in the Lake. He did not enter the village. Lincoln led a team to buy supplies.


    ??But Taller, Foltest''s intelligence chief, received the news and ran all the way from the village to find Lan.


    “I’ve been waiting here for you.” The intelligence chief was sweating profusely and couldn’t hold the monocle in his eyes. He looked up at Lan En and complained. "Who knew you didn''t come at all?"


    “For...things over there?”


    ? Lann ignored Taller''s complaints and just pointed to the northeast. That is the direction of the Pontal Valley.


    “What the **** is going on?” Taller immediately responded with a foul mouth.


    “Hey, if you were to come over, I would have told you at the time, and there would be no need for the messenger to go to Gos Velen to find you.”


    "What do you mean?" Lan En frowned slightly, and he heard something was wrong, "Let him make one more trip. Is this troublesome?"


    At this point, Taller sighed in annoyance and scratched his bare head again.


    “Hey, of course it’s not troublesome to **** a dog, he’s just a messenger. It’s just a pity, he’s quite young.”


    “What kind of statement is this?”


    “He’s dead.” Taller said simply, shaking his head. "Died on the way back."


    “Dead?”


    Lan En asked in surprise.


    “Yes, he was hit by an arrow in his vest, and he ran out of breath at that time. He lay on the horse and lost consciousness. When the horse was found, it looked like it had been bathed in blood.”


    ??Taller''s words, besides pity, also have a kind of plainness.


    He felt pity for the young messenger, but it happened in this world, and it was really ordinary.


    It''s like talking about something as common as being cheated while buying groceries in the morning.


    (End of this chapter)