The Emerald Tower

　　 "Now, do you have anything else to say?"

　　 Huck roared loudly and asked the young man in front of him.

Faced with such inquiries, the young people’s heads were lowered lower-in fact, since seeing Huck holding a bow with one arm, holding an arrow in his mouth, pulling the bowstring, and facing fifty feet After the outside target shot a ten ring, these young people were already convinced.

　　 Especially, after ten days of training, the slightest dissatisfaction at the beginning has long since disappeared.

"Since you have nothing to say, then it's time for me to say it now-remember, before you surpassed me, what I said was your rules and guidelines... any violation or dissatisfaction, but you cannot surpass me The guy, I will personally send her away from my territory... Yes, it is her, because a man shouldn’t be such a spoiler—so, I will beat her with a whip and kick her out of my barracks. !"

　　 Huck looked around at the young man in front of him and said word by word, with a serious expression on his face, undoubtedly telling everyone that his words were serious, without the slightest joke.

　　 And the solemn faces of all the young people indicate that none of them take this as a joke.

　　 Because, through ten days of close contact, they knew very well that their deputy commander was definitely not a person who likes to joke during training.

　　 What he said is true.

　　 Anyone who is playing a joke, just wait to suffer!

　　 As for getting a whip?

　　 For these young people, they have suffered a lot in the past few days, and they are almost getting used to it.

　　 But, being called...'she', even driven out of the barracks...

　　 Such things are unacceptable to young people.

　　 can never be driven away!

　　 All young people think this way-something called ‘honour’ and ‘dignity’, started by Dean and then led by Huck, has already taken root in the hearts of these young people.

　　 And it is this kind of ‘honour’ and ‘dignity’ that makes them start training harder.

　　 Compared with the ‘honour’ and ‘dignity’ of the nobility, there is no doubt that such ‘honour’ and ‘dignity’ are more honest, truthful and easy to accept.

　　 Scanning the expressions on the faces of the young people, Huck nodded secretly in his heart-he was very clear that the young people in front of him were transforming into soldiers in a true sense.

　　 As for the former militia title?

　　 Although the young people with this title are indeed members of the Fecharen Knights, in Huck’s view, they are not soldiers in the true sense, but just a group of soldiers.

　　 Maybe, there is some fighting power, but that is only when facing sporadic bandits and bandits.

　　 If it is a real battlefield, I am afraid that after a charge, it will be defeated.

　　 Huck, who has experienced such a battlefield, knows exactly what it is like.

　　 Therefore, he needs to train them as much as possible, so that they have real self-protection ability on the battlefield.

　　 Of course, this is also Dean's order.

In the face of this young regimental commander who had rescued him once, Huck didn’t dare to take it lightly. After all, when the other party left, he gave him some training methods for soldiers, even if Huck had no real sense of experience. I understand that this kind of training method is definitely not something ordinary people can have.

　　 is at least a big family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

　　 And the ‘Knight’s Ring’ in the opponent’s hand seems to say everything.

　　‘Although I can inherit some things now, I need to wait until the glory of my ancestors is restored before thinking about the things that should be inherited-after all, I don’t want to be a vain person! ’

　　 Undoubtedly, being able to say such words is enough to prove that his young head is different from other nobles.

　　 Those pretentious guys don't even deserve a finger of his captain-in Huck's view, a nobleman who needs other people's help in a duel can't be regarded as a nobleman at all.

　　 Coward, coward!

　　 is almost the same!

　　Hoo!

　　 took a deep breath, and turned his attention from his head to the young man in front of him, Huck’s voice rang again--

　　 "Now, I will return to the barracks and put on dry clothes, eat breakfast... After breakfast, load me another fifty laps!"

　　 Huck roared.

　　 Amid Huck’s roar, the young people ran towards the barracks quickly.

　　 Of course, the ultimate goal of young people is still the dining hall.

However, it is clear that under Dean's operation, young people who have only experienced it once fell in love with this kind of sport; and after Huck took over the training, this kind of sport did not stop, and even worsened. The stronger it gets; after all, Huck is involved himself.

　　 Moreover, Huck, who is strong and tall, is undoubtedly the most edible one.

　　 However, young people are not disgusted.

Apart from Huck’s observance of the “canteen rules”, what’s more, Huck, who has another identity as the owner of the “Snow Bear’s House”, will try to add more to their meals every day. Food-sometimes it’s horned lamb, sometimes it’s fresh vegetables.

　　 And under this premise, young people's attitude towards Huck is naturally more and more admired and respected; after all, these foods are paid for by Huck himself.

　　 "These guys!"

　　 After Huck was neatly dressed, he looked at the messy dining hall—in fact, this is the hall of the Knights of Fecharen. However, as a hall, it is far inferior to the dining hall.

　　 Huck didn't hate the mess in front of him, and even liked it very much.

　　Because it made him feel that he was back when he was young again.

　　 At that time, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and then, every time a meal was served, he was always so impatient.

　　 Of course, compared to the "unrestrained" young people nowadays, he was much more restrained at that time.

However, if Huck is allowed to choose, he likes the "unrestrained" at this time even more-watching the training, he was chilling to him, this time the young man who can throw his fist at him for a piece of meat, ha Ke is very happy; of course, it is not that Huck has any tendency to be abused.

　　 Instead, he can also hit his fist on the opponent's face, and then more or less get a punch, and then everyone yelled and chased the guys who were profitable.

　　 Isn’t the friendship between men built like this?

　　 The wine in the hot and spicy throat hits one's own painful fist forcefully, and then we experience the ice and snow together, life and death together.

　　 This kind of feeling is just like the jewel on the crown, bright and indestructible.

　　 Inexplicably, the corners of Huck's mouth were slightly upturned, and a smile appeared.

　　 "Have something happy?"

　　 The sudden sound of words behind him caused Huck to move forward quickly and turn around vigilantly—this is the instinct of being a soldier.

　　 Of course, the clenched fist can show Huck's tension.

　　 After all, the person who can stand behind him silently, wants to kill him, obviously it doesn't take much effort.

　　 However, when he saw the figure behind him, Huck's clenched fist just loosened.

　　 "Head!"

　　 After saluting a military salute with his left arm, Huck stood solemnly.

　　 "In private, it should be friends, not subordinates... Good job, Huck!"

　　 Dean looked at his deputy with a smile, and then pointed to the young people in the dining room, not stingy with his compliments.

　　 In fact, Dean returned to the camp of the Fecharen Knights when the young people were training; however, looking at the young people who were training, he didn't bother, but looked carefully.

　　 And such checking undoubtedly gave Dean more information.

　　 At least, the results of Huck’s training exceeded Dean’s expectations.

　　 In ten days or so, if it was him, he could only do it to such an extent, and even worse; but Huck did it.

　　 Dean once again felt fortunate that he had pulled this battlefield veteran into his camp.

　　 At the same time, Dean has more confidence in the next plan.

After all, at this moment, his soldiers seem to have the appearance of some soldiers~www.readwn.com~ instead of the appearance of the former militiaman-the former has its own aura, while the latter... is a farmer in leather armor. ,hunter.

　　 "Come with me, Huck!"

　　 Dean said.

　　 "Yes, leader!"

　　 Facing Dean’s praise, Huck showed his own bold smile, and when Dean was about to issue another order, the deputy commander was not sloppy in the slightest.

　　 followed Dean and entered the chief's room of the Knights of Fecharen.

　　 Even though I haven't returned for ten days, the whole room is still clean and dry. It can be seen that there is someone cleaning it-for this, Dean expressed his thanks.

　　 Regardless of whether the other party is sincere or commanded.

　　 "Who cleaned this place?"

　　 Dean asked.

　　 "That kid Mach took the initiative!"

　　 At Dean's sign, Huck sat down and answered truthfully.

　　 "It's him..."

The young man with an ordinary face, neither tall nor short, nor fat nor thin, appeared in his mind. Dean couldn't help but smile - for the head of the auxiliary soldier, Dean's impression was deepened; at least, The other party is careful enough.

　　 "Huck, before we officially start, you accept this!"

　　 Dean threw a purse to Huck while talking.

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