Knight with Wand

It was not until Olivia gradually reined in her warhorse and lowered her spear blade to end her exploration of riding and horse fighting that Leon stopped teasing the small griffin in his opponent's hand.

Putting down the ball of hair, he patted his buttocks and stood up from under the tree, walked to the wooden target on the girl's side, and pulled out two practice swords stuck in the ground.

Olivia turned over and got off the horse, and greeted her lover not far away: "You are here, Leon, have Lord Elliver and the others left?"

After knowing her bloodline and life experience, the girl also understood some of her father's concerns at the beginning, so unless she had to, she would take the initiative to avoid the nobles and try to avoid appearing in front of the great lords.

"If we leave, Longka can't accommodate so many war horses. In addition to the pastures of Selva and Pleton, the pastures and supplies of the three territories, it will be difficult to feed our more than 30 horses." Leon said, throwing out a practice blunt sword.

Huh——!

The heavy blunt sword whizzed out of her hand, piercing the air like a giant arrow and flying towards the girl.

Looking at the blunt blade flying in front of her, Olivia raised her hand to deflect the attacking blade, and then swung the blunt sword horizontally in the air, and then without waiting for it to rotate due to the force, she waved her hand and grabbed it, holding the hilt of the sword that turned around.

The girl smiled slightly as she swung the sword twice to make a playful sword flower.

Although she was happy to improve all kinds of martial arts, she still liked the standard-shaped Feru longsword the most because of her preference for weapon form and personal aesthetics.

Unlike the use of other weapons, only when she held the sword did she feel that the sharp blade in her hand was like a part of her soul.

"Are you practicing attacking like yesterday? Or practicing counterattack?" The girl raised the sword and asked the other party what training focus she needed.

"Come on, let's combine them today." Leon shook the blade, relaxed his body, stepped out of the posture, and stood sideways with the sword in both hands in a key position.

"Then get ready, I'm coming!" Olivia's eyes fixed and she raised her voice.

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl stepped on the ground and flew up.

Her unstoppable figure held her sword like a sharp blade.

Leon instantly changed his position and attacked back.

Bang!

The knight's power crushed the ground, and he suddenly faced the sword light stabbed by the girl and also thrust out his long sword.

—— Clang! Chizi! Sparks flew.

The intersecting steel blades intertwined and bit at a subtle angle.

Leon turned his sword and attacked Olivia's face with an undiminished threatening attitude.

But the girl's stabbing did not stop, and the blade still fell down along an undulating and delicate trajectory, pointing to Leon's chest and abdomen.

In an instant, it seemed that it was a double kill situation, but Leon had already noticed that the girl was twisting her waist and hips slightly.

Knowing that this sword could not hit the girl at all, and that he was about to "open her belly", Leon stopped his attack, moved his lower body backwards and led his entire upper body to dodge, and pulled back the long sword to deflect the girl's sword that almost pierced his abdomen.

Without pausing, Leon felt the opponent's fierce sword blade that failed to hit him, like a python that seemed to wrap around his arm, so he immediately raised his wrist and turned the blade. At the same time as the backward footsteps landed, he raised the sword to open the girl's combo.

With two crisp metal collisions, Olivia jumped back two steps, raised the sword to the side, and there was a little more emotion in her eyes.

"Why did you stop?" Leon stabilized his posture, remained alert, and asked in confusion.

Usually, the girl's sword moves can be said to be continuous before the end of a round of fighting, leaving no room for breathing.

"Nothing, I just think you are improving faster and faster, and I am a little happy."

The girl looked at her lover's sword frame steadily waiting for an opportunity to find her flaws, and she felt inexplicably relieved.

Among the three, except for Azerien who was slightly inferior, even Lohak's martial arts had improved gratifyingly.

But Olivia felt that the big man was brave enough, but he was still used to relying on instinctive reactions during practice in battles, and lacked a lot of consideration and instant judgment when dealing with changes like herself and Leon.

As for Leon, who had changed the most exaggeratedly, compared to the first "playful" sparring under the windmill tower, he couldn't even take half of her playful moves. Now, he is as strong as the Kantadar knights she faced at the beginning.

She needs to concentrate, and even if she gets serious, she has to spend some energy to defeat him.

It only took more than four months, such a leapfrog growth, although it was due to the mysterious magic training later, but anyway, teaching others martial arts and experience personally, and witnessing the other party's strength that is not what it used to be, Olivia sincerely felt the satisfaction of watching her proud "disciple" gradually learn and achieve success.

She really did it, using her martial arts as a gift to repay their rescue.

Hearing the girl's praise, Leon smiled and said, "That's right, I haven't forgotten it. If I want to take Miss Olivia back to the castle as my wife, I have to defeat you first. That's what I said at the beginning, right?"

Suddenly hearing the other party mention her past jokes, Olivia's expression collapsed. She glared at this guy with some annoyance and muttered, "You have the nerve to mention it when you clearly skipped this requirement."

"Huh? Isn't this a bit like the thief crying catch thief, Miss Olivia, why do I remember that night, you didn't give me a second chance to propose to me."

Before he finished speaking, Leon saw the girl flying over and slashing down with her long sword like a silver fan.

With a start, Leon quickly blocked the sword with his body.

Clang——! !

The blade vibrated, and his palm went numb. He barely managed to block the girl's powerful noblewoman-style slash. Leon felt that the practice sword in his hand seemed to be groaning in pain.

"Since Master Leon still remembers this request, we must not relax!" Olivia used her strength to press down the blade, almost forcing Leon to grit his teeth and bend down to bear the force.

"As my husband, a man with lower martial arts than my wife, that will make others laugh, right?" The girl used a dangerous smile to cover up the shame of being exposed that night when she took the initiative to sign the contract.

Before he had time to answer, Leon felt the sudden withdrawal of force from above, and then he lowered his sword to block again with a cold sweat.

A series of ping-pong.

The huge force of the Knight of Arms and the swordsman girl smashed the poor steel blade and sparks flew.

The fierce interweaving silver light surrounded the two like a storm.

"What a flirting sword, so corny, don't you think? Little Goethe~" Corvis, who was watching the fight under the tree, sighed with his hands holding the chirping little griffin.

In the open space, the constant back-and-forth sparring lasted for a long time. The knight and the girl fought for countless rounds until suddenly, there was a crisp sound.

The practice sword in Leon's hand finally couldn't withstand the metal fatigue caused by months of long-term training, and it broke into two pieces in a heavy blow.

Olivia's sword suddenly stopped.

Fearing that the leaping steel blade would hurt her lover, the girl's sword tip accurately picked up the broken blade.

Watching the sword blade flying out and falling into the ground, Leon had to put away his posture.

"How about I go back and get another one?" Olivia asked apologetically.

"No, take a break, I'll just use your spear later to practice spearmanship." Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Leon shrugged.

He felt more and more that the weapons made of ordinary iron in his hand were not durable.

Not only because of the broken practice weapon in front of him.

There was also his noble sword that was worn and damaged in the battle with Canis.

Unlike most games in his previous life, the equipment in the inventory would not change no matter how many battles he experienced.

No matter how it was maintained and repaired, as long as it was still a weapon forged with ordinary steel, whether it was a sword, a spear, a sword or a halberd, it was essentially a consumable item, the only difference was how many times it could be used.

Moreover, in this world he traveled to, he could see that the damage that weapons had to endure was far greater than that of the earth in his previous life. Ordinary iron swords and knights had endured the long-trained muscle strength of the knights of the military honors in this world. Long-term hard exercise would break faster.

No wonder in Journey to the West, after Monkey King learned the basics, he immediately went to the Dragon Palace to find the old Dragon King to pick up a handy guy.

Alas, where is his old Dragon King?

Thinking of this, Leon envied the ranger knight he met recently in Selva.

After temporarily removing the other party's suspicion that night, out of curiosity and his love for cold weapons, he was fortunate to be shown by Larian and admired the gorgeous long sword named "Moonlight".

According to Larian, his sword is a family heirloom magic weapon that can exorcise evil and break witchcraft. It has been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years.

After such a long time, it is not only not broken, but also brand new like a newly made weapon. Such a magical weapon with infinite durability makes Leon jealous.

The improvement of a warrior by an excellent weapon is self-evident.

Just like Garron, who was summoned briefly in the battle of Longka, in front of the scorching halberd of the Yanyang Guard, the heavy plate armor of ordinary knights is as fragile as tofu.

It's a pity that such a magical weapon is really hard to come by.

Even if you count the rune battle axe in the hands of the unknown knight next to Count Trosa, Leon has only seen three magical weapons that look extraordinary so far.

Of course, if the wands in the hands of wizards like Miss Lola are not counted.

Leon's mind flashed the thorn blade that he had returned to Baron Elliver.

Although the sword forged from dwarven steel had no magical effect, it at least looked much stronger and sharper than ordinary weapons.

He thought that if he didn't have a magic weapon, he might as well get a dwarven steel weapon.

However, it was said that dwarven steel was mostly unsalable, and this precious steel from dwarves was rarely circulated among the people. And if you really come across it, you definitely can't get it without a few hundred gold crowns.

Thinking about it carefully, if it is so expensive, and it can't fire light cannons or light waves, then as a tool, Leon would rather continue to use ordinary iron weapons, at least to save some money.

People are short-sighted when they are poor. Sighing in his heart, Leon turned his hope to Miss Lola.

We are all named Pendragon. As the great fairy in the tower of Avalon, it is not too much to give the whole sword in the tower without the sword in the lake and the sword in the stone, right?

Thinking about how to use the attitude of a disciple to beg the almighty teacher Laura Amen next time he goes to the tower, and find a way to make a "curry stick" for himself, Leon looked at the broken sword in his hand.

Since he asked the little teacher to reward him with a holy sword, he couldn't go like this time, because he neglected the training of magic skills and made the other party pull his ears and get angry.

It happened that this practice sword was damaged, and he didn't feel bad if it was burned, so he didn't have to go back to find a scrap iron stick.

"I'll practice combat magic for a while, Olivia, you sit down and rest first." Leon turned to the girl and said.

Olivia shook her head: "It's okay, I'm not tired yet, can I take a closer look?"

The girl also wanted to see what the combat spells mentioned in the magic book looked like.

She had seen the necklace of Doson and the spell of Corvis manipulating objects.

But the former's effect was amplified by the human body, so the spell effect was not so intuitive, and the latter's manipulation of objects was not even considered offensive magic. Corvis was now learning real lethal spells from scratch.

"Okay, then you stand away. I'm afraid that I can't control the elemental reaction and hurt you by mistake." Leon nodded and warned.

Of course, he was also afraid that the disturbing magic field on Olivia's body would interfere with his still immature magic power.

After she stepped back a few steps, Leon held the sword with both hands and raised the broken blade.

Concentrate your mind to mobilize the magic element, slowly output it out of your body, and transform the energy of life into natural magic.

(Guluolelit language)

". Omulos is restless, jumping, condensing, and sublimating for me."

Leon silently recited the ancient spell to help himself drive the mind to manipulate the magic, and use several sections of precise magic structures to interfere with the movement of natural elements.

Even though it was just a small spell for an apprentice to learn, he was not very skilled in it. In his mind, it was very difficult to accurately control the energy that was invisible to the naked eye.

This feeling was like closing your eyes, holding a pen with a pair of scissors, and drawing a series of fine paintings on paper with different colors.

On the half-broken sword, a series of magic patterns with a faint orange glow extended from Leon's hand.

The orange-red, fiery hazy magic pattern track slowly crawled over the sword guard from the contact between the hilt and the palm, and slowly crawled towards the blade.

But the process was slow, and from time to time it would stop unexpectedly, and retreat and dissipate due to unstable errors.

This was not the worst case. When the magic pattern that was difficult to cover the object, in the process of advancing and retreating, once the extension speed was too fast

Bang~

A small ball of flame suddenly burst out on the magic pattern line with hot wind rising.

Leon couldn't help but take some away to avoid his hair being set on fire.

But then, the uncontrolled spell caused a chain reaction, and the magic flames exploded at the turning points or curves of the magic patterns.

The scorching heat penetrated into the steel of the sword blade, and the cracks with bright orange light soon covered the broken sword.

Knowing that this attempt was irreversible, Leon had no choice but to remove the spell he was maintaining, and the magic patterns covering the objects in his hands disappeared in an instant.

"Did it succeed?" Olivia asked curiously on the side.

"No, it failed. I'm not that talented. I've been so busy in the past half month and haven't practiced this much." Leon shook his head.

He came to the river, squatted down, and inserted the red-hot broken sword into the river water, cooling it down with a sizzling sound.

Then he took it out and repeated the previous practice.

This was one of the spells he learned under Laura's guidance when he went to the Mage Tower and successfully summoned Garron.

After showing the magic shock that she had accidentally comprehended, Laura taught him two magic application skills that were not so difficult for him at present.

One was the airflow and air pressure manipulation technology that was very similar to the magic shock.

The other was a simple magic technology to create high temperature and flames.

The magic in this world was not completely what Leon remembered, like in the game in his previous life, with fixed game skills such as fireball, ice arrow, and chain lightning.

Although there were many spells with similar effects in the magic book, in fact, the casting process of completing these spells was also composed of a series of magic application skills.

This also means that a magic spell can be divided into multiple magic application processes.

Just like the technology of creating high temperature that he was practicing at the moment, its simplest application was to ignite.

Thanks to this, he no longer carried a flint in his pocket.

Of course, ignition was not the ultimate goal of this subject.

Miss Laura assigned him two apprentice-level elemental combat spells.

One is called "Wind Hammer", which is a kind of striking magic.

One is called "Molten Sword", which is a kind of shaping magic.