After retiring, I became Loli’s magic mentor

At this time, in the Otis family's mansion, Timo was sitting in the living room after lunch, wiping his knight's sword.

In fact, Timo could leave the maintenance of equipment to his servants, but Timo was more accustomed to maintaining his own equipment. Whether it was swords or armor, Timo maintained it himself.

After wiping the sword for a while, Dimo ​​suddenly sighed inexplicably.

The maid on the side knew clearly that the Marquis was thinking about Yvette again.

"Knock knock knock."

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Dimo ​​was startled for a moment, then stood up suddenly, strode to the door with a smile, opened the door, and was about to speak.

But when he saw that the person at the door was not Yvette but Ryan, Timo's smile suddenly froze on his face.

Ryan who came to the door was shocked: "So enthusiastic?"

"Hahaha……"

Timo laughed a few times, and then said: "It's Mr. Lane, please come in, what's the point of coming to the door?"

"After all, we are all neighbors, so we still need to visit."

While speaking, Ryan walked into the mansion and handed the pastries he brought to Timo: "This is the pastry I made."

Timo took the cake and couldn't help but swallowed.

But then, Dimo ​​quickly shook his head.

Something's wrong! Something is very wrong! There must be something wrong with Ryan's sudden visit!

As expected, just as Timo expected, Ryan then asked with a smile: "I wonder, Mr. Timo, have you slacked off in your swordsmanship these past two days?"

Looking at the smiling Ryan, Dimo ​​shuddered: "In the past two days... I have been busy with decoration, so I haven't practiced much sword practice."

"This is not okay. Now Yvette is practicing swordsmanship hard in the yard next door. As a father, you must set a good example."

Ryan picked up the knight sword that Timo had just maintained and threw it to Timo. Timo quickly caught it and looked up to see Ryan smiling and saying:

"Well, how about I come practice with you?"

A chill ran down Timo's spine. Thinking of the last scene where he was brutally beaten by Ryan, he quickly shook his head: "This... let's forget it! It's winter recently and my body has been a bit cold, so it's not suitable for practicing swordsmanship."

"It's better to practice sword practice and warm up when you're cold! Come on, you should have built a large sword-testing ground in this mansion, right?"

Hearing this, Dimo ​​was about to cry but felt that Ryan was like a devil: "Mr. Ryan, I haven't made you unhappy during this time, have I?"

"Don't think too much, I came to you this time because I really want to practice sword practice with you."

Ryan shrugged and said, "Don't worry, I will let you know. Practicing swordsmanship with me should also be of great help to your swordsmanship. Some people want to practice swordsmanship with me, but I still won't accept it."

Properly... release the water?

Hearing what Ryan said, Timo suddenly felt moved.

As Ryan said, if Ryan is willing to let go, fighting with Ryan will really help his swordsmanship a lot.

As for why Ryan suddenly came to him to practice swordsmanship, if Dimo ​​guessed correctly, it should be that Ryan had not found anyone to practice with for too long, but there was no opponent of comparable strength around, so he simply came to him to make do.

After taking a deep breath, Timo walked to the backyard of the mansion: "Mr. Lane, please."

Ryan smiled brightly: "Please."

Arriving at the sword-testing ground behind the mansion, Dimo ​​clenched his sword tightly and suddenly felt that his palms were all sweaty. He immediately wiped it on his body, and then looked at Ryan nervously.

Ryan took off his black sword and held it in his hand, and said to Timo: "You go ahead and attack. Let go of the attack. I won't fight back."

After hearing what Ryan said, Timo's nervousness subsided for the most part, and he solemnly said to Ryan: "Then Mr. Ryan, I'm going to take action!"

"please."

As Ryan's words fell, Dimo ​​exerted force on the soles of his feet and rushed towards Ryan like an arrow from a string. He swung the long sword in his hand and struck at Ryan!

"Zheng——"

With a sound of steel colliding, Ryan raised his sword with one hand and easily blocked the sword.

Timo was so shocked by this that he regained his strength slightly, and then immediately used this force to slash at Ryan from another angle, and for a moment he swung the long sword out of the afterimage!

Ryan also swung his sword with ease to resist Timo's attack, and the sound of striking iron could be heard under the light and shadow of the sword!

After a moment, Dimo ​​sheathed his sword and took a few steps back. He gasped for air and felt his blood boiling. He raised his hand and took off his clothes and threw them aside, exposing his upper body to the cold air. His marble-like muscles It seems to be refracting light under the sunlight.

Ryan put a sword flower on his arm and quickly smiled slightly. Even if he was just defending, Ryan also found a lot of feelings.

It seems that it is not wrong to find Dimo ​​to practice.

After wiping the sweat from his head, Timo shouted with his loud voice: "Mr. Lane, get on!"

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A few hours later, Dimo ​​was so exhausted that he lay on the ground, covered in sweat.

A gust of cold wind blew by, causing Timo to shiver violently. He scrambled to pick up his clothes and put them back on.

After calming down for a while, Timo said to Ryan sincerely: "Mr. Ryan, I have learned a lesson."

"It's nothing. After practicing with you, I have regained a lot of feelings."

Ryan retracted the sword, stretched his muscles twice, turned around and left while waving his hands: "Maybe I will come to you again in the future, but next time, don't refuse me again."

After watching Ryan's figure disappear, Timo bowed slightly and immediately ran back to the mansion. While opening the cakes that Ryan had sent, he said to the maid beside him:

"Where's Mr. Lane?"

"Leaved through the main entrance."

"Okay, get me a glass of water."

After saying that, Timo immediately ate the pastries.

As a marquis, it is extremely difficult for him to eat what Ryan cooks.

As the pastry made by Ryan entered his mouth, Timo couldn't help but close his eyes and showed an expression of enjoyment.

If Ryan brings pastries every time he comes, it would be fine even if he comes every day! So why not let him be a sandbag?

At this time, while going back, Ryan kept thinking about things in his mind.

Although sparring with Timo allowed Ryan to find some feelings, in the end, Ryan still felt that something was missing.

After thinking about it, Ryan discovered that what was missing was the killing intent that came from the battlefield.

After leaving the battlefield and becoming a housekeeper for Nenelli, the murderous aura in him became weaker and weaker.

How about... if you have time, go kill some more bandits outside Yate City?

There just happened to be a lot of bandits outside Yate City. While practicing, I could also eliminate some hidden dangers for the residents here.