Rich and negative

I saw Arthur shaking his head, his mouth tightly pursed into a line.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it, but let me remind you, you have to listen clearly and keep it in your heart." Goethe stared cautiously and seriously into Arthur's blue eyes, "Don't challenge the inherent authority and rules, You will be the one to bleed in the end."

"Is the matter of the Forbidden Forest about authority?"

"Of course not, but about your father's authority."

"I don't understand..." Arthur's immature face was full of ignorance and confusion.

"For example, you contradicted your father yesterday and challenged his authority as a son." Goethe gently stroked Arthur's head with his palm, "So, you were injured."

"But father was wrong."

"He's not wrong, and he can't be wrong."

Arthur lowered his head silently, he thought he still understood the meaning of those words.But knowing it doesn't mean it's acceptable. Do we have to follow such a rule?

"Don't think too much, your father is always good for you."

"Teacher... when can I catch up with my father?"

The corners of Goethe's mouth raised slightly, it seemed that Arthur had already understood, and now he was thinking about how to make progress.

"It will take time, but the teacher will definitely guide you well."

At this time, no one knew, Arthur secretly made up his mind that he would finally be stronger than his father one day!What my father said has been echoing in my mind-"When one day you are stronger than me, you are qualified to talk to me about 'freedom'."

Strong, free, only strong can be free, so this is the answer.

The weather was getting hotter, and Arthur's injuries were almost healed. Goethe should have punished him for skipping class, but he was injured at the time, so he had to put it aside temporarily.These days, I have also missed a lot of training, and I am afraid that my physical fitness has also declined.

So although today was the first day of Arthur's resumption of training, Goethe did not reduce his training intensity.He found that Arthur's comprehension in swordsmanship was excellent, so he entered the practice of basic swordsmanship ahead of time.

"Sword strikes include; split, stab, point; lift, collapse, cut, wipe, pierce, pick, lift, twist, sweep, etc. There are many kinds of moves, but you have to understand one thing, the most important thing is... "

"Hit each other."

"That's right! But that's not enough, Arthur, from now on you have to remember: when two sides fight, either you die or we die. Every sword and every move you make must put the opponent to death, otherwise You are the one who died. If you think carefully about the fight with Baro, even if your sword is cut, you will still be the one who fell!"

Arthur had to admit that his mentor was right, he did...

At that time, the scene of Barrow stabbing himself was still vivid - because it was a practice match, the swords held by both sides were unsharp.Originally, he had gained the upper hand, but at the moment when he was about to defeat Baro, Baro suddenly raised his sword and stabbed himself in the chest. Before Arthur could react, he felt the sharp blade cut through his muscles inch by inch, Probe into the body.At that time, Arthur realized that Barrow's sword had gone too far!

"I think you understand what I said." Goethe's voice brought Arthur back to his thoughts.

"Yes!"

Arthur was ready for a large amount of training, and his face was firm like never before, which surprised Goethe.

"Then let's start!"

Full training makes the day go by quickly.In a blink of an eye, the clouds at the edge of the sky have been dyed with a magnificent glow, presenting a scene of sunset.

Goethe looked at the figure who was still practicing diligently in the reflection of the sunset, patiently repeating the boring basic training.

Who said that this child is only relying on talent to shine among his contemporaries, so who can see the silent efforts and sweat that flow out behind the scenes?

No one can get what they want without giving.

This child lost the time to play, lost the time to be willful, and lost many, many things in exchange for being outstanding today.

He has no partners, no friends, and even his father is not close enough to character, so I don't know whether this is good or bad.

He remembered that at that time, everyone said that Arthur was a highly talented and ingenious talent. Every child of the Ankit family would be sent to the Holy See to test the perception of holy magic when he was eight years old. When Arthur put his hand on the induction ball, a strong light immediately emitted from the shiny spherical surface, and the bright white light filled Arthur's small face.

Even the clergy of the Holy See were amazed. It had been many years since such a situation had occurred, and since then he had grown up facing the eyes of his clansmen either expecting or envious.If you learn fighting skills quickly, you will be greeted with sarcasm, "Who makes someone talented?" If your physical training is a little weaker, you will face embarrassing accusations, "So what if you are talented? Isn't it just as useless?" !"

I saw all these in my eyes, and thought of the small figure and the deep confusion and loss in his eyes when Master Bert led Arthur over for the first time, he immediately agreed to be his mentor.

He is really curious about what kind of person this child can become. In his heart, what can the title of genius bring him?

Looking at the setting sun in the distance, the setting sun is like blood.

This passage of Arthur's master Goethe's confession, coupled with exquisite pictures and vigorous BGM, really has the sense of sight of the middle and middle generations in Europe at that time, protection and being protected, maybe it is what every era is pursuing.

The team frequency is also flickering in a timely manner, "[Team] love my natal idol for the rest of my life: call crazy for the teacher!"

"[Team]'s names have all been snatched up: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"[Team] wash and wash to the nth power: How can you be high-energy after you have a hunch."

"[Team] loves more evenly: it should almost enter the big line."

Su Ranji was very excited. If the memory chapter was finished, the experiment should be almost over.

It feels like advanced equipment is just around the corner, all shining ahead.

Everyone's premonition was correct, and immediately took over a completely non-operational animation.

"How can you be so useless! How can you be qualified for the position of patriarch in the future? Are you going to hand it over to others?" The person who was originally sitting on the finely carved stone chair couldn't hold back his anger, and stood up abruptly. Pointing at the half-kneeling child in front of him and scolding, he looked like he hated iron for being weak.