Chapter 9 Under Victor's Tavern

"So, aren't you going to let it?" The young Zhanli gritted his teeth and said these words.

Hearing this tone, Lance understood that the noble son had bad intentions. He sighed in his heart that these powerful children in the imperial capital were really cruel people, but they were moved to hurt people because of a little thing. Unfortunately, I rarely came out to relax, but I was in a bad mood when I met such people.

What Lance despised most in his life was this kind of bullying second ancestor. In his opinion, the rauing fool in front of him really made him not have any interest, far less attractive than the food on the plate. So this time he didn't even say anything directly, but just ate the braised meat on the plate.

"Tut, good, good and cruel!" Zhan Keli was already very angry when he saw that Lance actually chose to ignore himself directly. As soon as he raised his hand, he was ready to let his two warriors beat Lance directly.

However, at this time, a loud "bang" sounded downstairs, which immediately attracted everyone's attention and interrupted Zhanli's command.

"Wow, let's fight!" Someone shouted on the first floor.

"Ah, get out of the way!" Then came the screams of women.

Lance looked downstairs through the stairs. I saw that the two warriors were fighting fiercely at this moment. You and I attacked each other quickly. Although they did not use fighting spirit, they also fought well. The moves of both sides were accurate and fierce. At first glance, they were martial artists who had been trained in actual combat.

"Damn bastard, I took a fancy to her first, but you came to rob me?" One of the warriors shouted.

"Well, you poor man, this girl is beautiful, and I also like it. You like it, but you can't afford it. Why don't you give it to me, haha." The warrior on the other side said.

It turned out that they fought to grab the girls in the pub downstairs to warm up the bar.

"Well, if I give it to you, I have to ask my fist whether to let it or not!" After saying that, the warrior rushed up again.

Just as the two were fighting in the same place, suddenly a person rushed out of the employee's resting room on the second floor of the pub, and Lance immediately noticed this person. His whole body is dark and shiny, and he is tall. It only took a very short time to appear in the corridor on the second floor, and then jumped down directly.

"Dong" is the voice of the black man landing.

"Let's all stop." After jumping down, the black man instantly grabbed the two fighting warriors, and then pinched their wrists. The two warriors who were still fighting just now suddenly couldn't move. They looked at the black man in front of them, full of shock.

"Ha, Hegel, you finally came. If you let these two guys break something, the boss will definitely fire me." The person in charge of the first floor said to the black man.

"Well, it's okay. I'm here." The black man nodded and said, and then he said to the two warriors, "You two guys actually fought in the pub. You have to make compensation."

The two warriors were shocked by Hegel's action. Seeing that they had cured them at the same time in one move, they immediately understood that this person was not easy to mess with, so they had to stop obediently, shut up, and then prepare to pay.

Upstairs, Lance listened and found that the farce below had been terminated with the appearance of black people. He shook his head and thought that it was really disappointing today. Then he drank the last sip of wine in the glass and stood up to go back. Before getting up, he secretly looked at Ai Jialin, thinking that such a quiet and beautiful noble girl was really rare.

At this time, a guard beside Zhanli saw Lance stand up and prepare to leave. He thought that his young master was about to order the teenager in front of him, but he was interrupted by the incident downstairs and immediately stood up and stopped Lance.

"Hmm?" Lance looked up at the samurai, and his fighting spirit converged towards his eyes with a slight force.

The guard blocking the opposite side was looked at by Lance's eyes, and suddenly felt that the other party's eyes lit up in an instant, flashing his eyes like a small sun, accompanied by a sense of danger he had never experienced before. His legs softened with fear and unconsciously stepped aside.

Agarine, sitting behind, saw Zhanli's warrior suddenly stand up to block Lance. She wanted to persuade her that she was very good tutoring, and she was kind and gentle, afraid that the other party would bully the unidentified teenager with the power of the aristocracy. Unexpectedly, the samurai suddenly dodged the road as if he had seen something terrible. Ai Jialin looked at Lance's back curiously and thought that the teenager didn't seem to be simple.

Lance had already walked down the stairs. At this time, Zhan Keli realized that he had just been attracted by the battle downstairs. He was looking at it with great interest, but suddenly found that the teenager who had just angered him was walking downstairs, trying to make the warrior rush down to vent his anger on himself. But when he thought of the black man downstairs, he calmed down a little, and then thought that Ai Jialin was still looking at herself behind him. If she did something too irrational, it would inevitably cause the other party's dish like, so she immediately gave up. He just said, "Hey, I thought it was some kind of hard bone, but I didn't expect to run away from the chaos."

Although Lance has gone downstairs, he can still hear the other party's deliberate words. However, he naturally ignores this kind of person. He paid and then went home.

"Miss Garlin, you were not shocked just now, were you?" As he spoke, the young Zhanli walked to Ai Garlin, and then sat down in Lance's seat just now. Then he found that Ai Garlin's warriors were also sitting, and then smiled at his two guards and said, "Haha, come on, sit down, sit down, too."

Then he turned his head and was about to continue to say something to Ai Jialin when he found that the other party's table had got up.

"Master Zhanli, we have finished eating. Such a fight in the pub is really disappointing. We're going back now. Let's talk about it when we have a chance." Agaline has stood up and said to Zhanli with a smile.

Ah? This, okay." Zhanli wanted to say something more to retain him, but as soon as he saw the charming smile of the other party, he unconsciously nodded according to the other party's meaning. When Ai Jialin and her party walked over and went downstairs with their backs to him, Zhanli came to her senses. She began to stare at Ai Jialin and the ** part of the girl next to her, and then she narrowed her eyes and smiled with her mouth tilted, not knowing what she was thinking.

After Lance got home, he went straight to bed. Today, he was too tired and experienced a lot of things. In addition, he drank some wine at night and fell asleep after lying down for a while. He slept well. He hasn't slept well for a long time. He has to go through all kinds of training in the temple. Even if he is at night, he will be suddenly attacked, so he should always be vigilant. When you go out to perform missions, you spend most of your time sleeping in the wilderness. You should not only beware of the attacks of Warcraft at all times, but also be careful of the appearance of enemies at any time. So today is the best and most peaceful sleep he has had in a long time. This night, he had a lot of dreams. In his dream, he dreamed of his mother, the days when she taught him carefully; dreamed of the temple, the brothers in the temple, and the days when he trained hard; dreamed of the thick pillars of fire trapped him, and his father's harsh words; he also dreamed that he became a sword saint, holding a god. Device, kill the heresy...

The warm sunshine shines on the earth, adding a trace of warmth to the slightly cold spring morning. Lance moved his numb arm, muttered a few times, and woke up.

He blinked blankly, then suddenly jumped up, looked around warily, and then suddenly remembered that there were instructors attacking and practicing your temple at all times, nor in the wilderness where they were performing missions. This is his home, Rosier's mansion. There will be no sudden danger here.

"It feels really good to sleep at home, but the warm bed is the biggest enemy of getting up early and strictly training." Lance smiled and felt it quietly. In fact, he was a little uncomfortable. Some are not used to such tranquility and security, but he finds that he still seems to like this feeling.

When he pushed the door out, he went to the inner courtyard and had breakfast there. The garden here is as beautiful as ever, and the dining table is still empty as usual. However, Lance didn't care about this today. Although the conversation with his father yesterday did not change his attitude towards him, he believed that as long as he had the heart, everything would be fine. The next point is to train your body well, and then make more preparations for the college examination a month later.

After breakfast, he walked to his cabin and met several warriors along the way. After seeing him, he immediately shouted respectfully, "Master Lance is good morning."

Lance smiled at them and thought to himself: Sure enough, he had the strength to be truly respected. If it hadn't been for his anger yesterday, these unruly warriors would not have been so respectful to him.

After returning to the cabin, Lance began to practice fighting spirit. The good habit he developed in the temple allowed him to stick to his daily training.

The cyan flame slowly faded away from Lance. At this time, after running his whole body, he sweated profusely and exhaled a long breath.

"The current body is not strong enough. Although it has entered the realm of an intermediate samurai, it is far from enough to encounter a strong enemy. Fortunately, my fighting knowledge is all there. I don't know why I came back to life this time. I must seize the opportunity and practice harder. It will definitely reach the peak of the great swordsman faster than before, and even if it is well recuperated, you can try to attack the realm of the swordsman. Lance thought to himself. But it's too early to think about this. Let's enter the college first.

After practicing fighting spirit, Lance began to practice physical skills and swordsmanship again. For warriors, a strong body is indispensable, and swordsmanship is also very important for warriors. Strong fighting spirit combined with profound swordsmanship is the foundation of a truly powerful warrior.

"Wow" and "Wow" are Lance doing strength training on the training ground in the outer courtyard with his bare arms and sandbags on his back.

"Look, it's Master Lance. Since he came back from the temple, the young master has been training his body on time every day." A warrior said.

"Well, yes, we can't relax either!" The warrior next to him arrived.

This scene in front of us has been staged every day for half a month now...