Little Priest's Cat Diary

The reason why Nadia changed his mind to replace the iron gun with a safer wooden gun for practice was not because he was afraid that he would hurt Sardis, let alone that Sardis would hurt him—he was purely to avoid Sardis S accidentally hurt himself.

Sardis clenched the wooden gun in his hand, staring at Nadia with anger.

"Are you playing with me?"

If he could beat Nadia, what did the guy need to teach?

This guy is simply entertaining him!

"I'm not that boring."

The knight commander said angrily.

Just kidding, if you mean defeating him in the true sense, to be honest, it's not that he is arrogant, even General Treya may not have this ability.

Moreover, really fighting against a kid who has never been trained... He is not shameless to that extent.

"I'm standing right here."

As Nadia said, she drew an arc at her feet with a wooden gun.

It was a very small circle, and the person standing inside was allowed to take one step at most, and one more step would leave the circle.

"As long as you can get me out of this circle, I will admit defeat."

Sardis looked at him suspiciously.

"Just let you get out of this circle?"

"Yes, it can also be said that you can attack me at will, as long as you can let me take more than two steps, you will win, so..."

Before Nadia could say a word, suddenly a wooden spear struck him heavily.

It was actually Sardis who shot at him without waiting for him to finish speaking.

It is obviously an idea to take advantage of the unpreparedness and preemptive strikes.

But the knight commander's reaction speed was extremely fast. He raised his hand to block, and then easily swung the wooden dagger in his right hand away from the dagger that was coming towards his head.

Seeing the knight commander effortlessly defuse his sneak attack, Sardis showed a look of unwillingness in his eyes.

No matter how dandy he is, he is still a vigorous young man after all.

He almost exhausted all his strength in that blow. He thought he could at least make the opponent take a step back, but to Nadia, his attack with all his strength was like a mosquito that landed on his body, and he could swing it with ease. open.

Especially the man's downplaying attitude made him even more angry.

He was... so weak against Nadia.

The boy gritted his teeth unwillingly.

If at the beginning he had forced himself to do it just to apologize to Mia in another way, then now, he has been aroused so much that the blood in his whole body is boiling with anger.

At this moment, he could only see the guy who belittled him in front of him.

He knew that he was no match for Nadia at all, but he didn't believe that he couldn't even force Nadia to take two steps!

Sardis thought fiercely, and then rushed forward again.

…………

Time seems to pass quickly, but also seems to pass very slowly.

In a trance, he no longer knew how long had passed.

He only knew that he pounced on it again and again, and was easily pushed away by Nadia again and again.

Many times, the knight commander just turned around, raised his hand, and easily pushed him away without even moving a step.

The feet were so heavy that it was almost impossible to lift them.

The arm was getting heavier and heavier. The wooden spear, which was light before, was like a heavy iron rod in his hand.

His body, which had hardly been exercised for more than ten years, was already exhausted, and the muscles all over his body were sore, howling in pain for him to stop.

There seems to be a hole in the chest, leaking the wind, no matter how hard you try to breathe, you can't breathe enough.

Sweat flowed down, sticking his hair to his cheeks, sweat flowing from his forehead to his eyes, making his eyes burn and hurt, and his vision became more and more blurred.

Even if he couldn't see it, he knew that he must be in a mess right now, ten thousand times worse than the Mia he laughed at before.

...Why did he suffer this?

Perhaps because of reluctance or inertia, the boy's body continued to attack, but he couldn't help but have this idea in his mind.

He had clearly rejected Mia's request to him.

Why is he here now?

It's because of Mia...

Yes, because he accidentally injured Mia, and because Mia wanted his servants to receive martial arts training, so he wanted to compensate Mia in this way.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, he doesn't need to do such a stupid thing.

Nadia doesn't teach himself, he can find ten or eight other warriors to teach himself, there is no need to be obsessed with this annoying knight commander.

What's more, Nadia doesn't teach that little attendant, he just needs to arrange for an ordinary warrior to teach, there is no need to torment himself so much.

Yes, it is not necessary.

So, stop.

Stop now and end this ridiculous behavior.

He should leave here immediately, go back to his comfortable room, lie on the recliner, and enjoy everything comfortably, just like he has done for the past ten years——

That's the way he should go on living, he's used to it.

【He said he believed in you. 】

……no.

He didn't know why, but he just felt that that wouldn't work.

He had already promised Mia, and Mia was right next to him.

How could he go back on his word, how could he give up halfway?

…………

...that's an excuse.

There seemed to be a voice deep in his heart telling him.

You are just looking for an excuse to accept Mia's request.

Because after you rejected him, you already regretted it.

……

Does he regret it?

No, it cannot be said to be regretful.

Just... a little envious...

During this month, he watched by the side of the training ground every day, watching Mia praise the little servant, smile at the little servant, touch the little servant's head, with a look of admiration and anticipation on his face...

He looked contemptuously and disdainfully at the foolish appearance of the little attendant, but deep down in his heart, it seemed that something was restless and ready to move.

In a trance, he remembered that this kind of thing that he seemed to be dismissive of now seemed... It was something he wanted to get.

Rather than saying that he was angry because Mia neglected him, it would be better to say that he felt unwilling, that he was jealous.

That little servant was humble in front of him, but he easily got what he wanted but never got.

…………

His consciousness gradually began to trance, sweat seeped from his forehead into his eye sockets, and his vision became blurred.

Two different voices were arguing fiercely in his mind, colliding with each other, messing up his mind.

In a daze, Sardis suddenly remembered the past.

A long time ago, when he first started practicing martial arts, he was sweating profusely on this training ground as he is now.

At that time, he was only seven years old and had just started practicing martial arts.

He thought his father and mother would like him as long as he could be a strong fighter, a man as brave as his father.

With the small hope of getting compliments from his parents, he practiced for seven days on the training ground.

The always delicate child never cried bitterness or tiredness during these seven days.

The teacher in charge of teaching him told him pleasantly that he was extremely talented and would be as strong as his father in the future.So he happily told his father about it...

What did his father say then?

Oh yes, he remembered.

At that time, his father gave him a faint look.

Father said, "Oh."

His father said, oh, and turned away to continue discussing things with his subordinates without looking at him again.

Just as usual.

It was as if he never existed in the first place.

The fiery heart seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water, and it became cold in an instant.

Sadly the child leaves his father and goes to his mother with one last tiny hope.

He wanted a word of praise, a compliment, a word of encouragement from his mother, even if it was just a simple sentence.

But he got nothing after all.

At that time, his mother looked at him indifferently, her face was as beautiful as ever, and her expression was as calm as ever.

"It's fine," she said.

Even when he was very young at that time, he could hear the perfunctory expressed by these two words.

After finishing speaking, his mother asked him to back down in a flat tone, saying that he was tired and needed to rest.

She said that there is no important thing in the future, so don't bother her.

That night, the young child stood in the dark for a long, long time, until his golden hair was stained with late night dew.

The night was dark and silent.

The next day, he caught a cold and fell ill.

The doctor came, but his parents didn't.

After that day, he never went to the training ground again.

Whether it is his father or his mother, no one expects him.

No matter how well he does and how hard he works, no one will praise him.

Since no one cares whether you do it or not.

So, he didn't do it.

He doesn't want to do anything.

So be it.

…………

【He believes in you. 】

[But he believed in the wrong person. 】

The heart was beating violently, it was beating so violently and so terrifyingly, as if it had never been beating in the past ten years.

The body was exhausted and every muscle was sore.

Almost suffocating, every breath seems to be a torture.

Like six years ago—

The familiar soreness revived the memory of this body bit by bit, his consciousness was in a trance, the scenery around him seemed to be changing rapidly, and time seemed to be rewinding rapidly.

Finally, back to six years ago.

Six years ago, a seven-year-old child set foot on the martial arts arena for the first time and reached out to hold a wooden spear for the first time.

He didn't tell anyone, the moment he held the gun, the blood in his body seemed to surge.

There seemed to be a voice deep in his body telling him that this was something that belonged to him, something he was born to have.

That's part of his body, something that will follow him for the rest of his life.

He makes his teaching amazing.

Even though it was his first time picking up a gun, he seemed to know how to use it innately.

His learning progress in martial arts is like a sponge absorbing water, it is astonishingly fast, and it can almost be described as a thousand miles a day.

He has amazing talent.

It's just that the wind and cold later made him give up and forget his talent a little bit.

...............

Sardis stood where he was, without moving.

He took a deep breath.

He closed his eyes, sweat slid down his tanned cheeks and dripped onto the stone floor beneath his feet.

When he was seven years old, he practiced hard for seven days in this training ground.

He once took advantage of his unpreparedness to blow away the wooden spear in Teacher Guo's hand.

Now he has to remember...remember what happened at that time, and remember everything that the teacher taught him back then. .

He had to make his body remember.

[He believed in the wrong person. 】

he will do it.

He has to.

.........

………………

Finally gave up?

Seeing that Sardis stood still and even closed his eyes, Nadia also heaved a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he couldn't hold on any longer.It's not a matter of physical strength, but if he continues like this, he really feels embarrassed to bully a child.

At first, he thought that Sardis would give up after trying a few times, or even get angry because of failure, and the matter was considered resolved.But he never expected that Sardis persisted for an entire hour, and even Nadia couldn't remember how many times he had repelled Sardis or knocked him down.

Up to now, he can't advance or retreat, and he can't call to stop, so he abruptly put himself in an extremely embarrassing situation.

To be honest, Nadia does have a somewhat changed view of Sardis now.

From a certain point of view, this young master's resilience is pretty good, maybe he can really persevere in the future.

However, it's a change, he still doesn't intend to break his principles.

But he thought, if this young master is really ready to make progress, he can introduce better warriors to teach him...

While Nadia was thinking about which of her acquaintances were better at teaching children, Sardis, who was standing still with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

Wet blond hair flitted before the boy's eyes.

The heterochromatic eyes, which were always shadowed in the past, were astonishingly bright at this moment.

It was as if all the sunlight in the sky was sucked into the boy's pupils at this moment.

Nadia suddenly shuddered.

The boy suddenly took a step forward, his blond hair flying.

The gun in his hand was extended forward, almost becoming one with his arm.

The tip of the gun drew an almost perfect arc in the sunlight.

Vaguely, it seems to be able to hear the invisible whistling sound when it rubs against the air.

It comes roaring.

It was the voice that announced the imminent danger to the enemy—

Mia, who had been standing quietly beside the training platform, suddenly took a step forward.

The knight commander's pupils suddenly dilated.

A bang.

A wooden gun flew out with a whirling sound, and landed on the stone ground with a thud.

The knight commander stood on the stone ground, one foot was already outside the circle.

His raised right hand remained suspended in the air.

There was nothing in his thick right palm at the moment.

The blond boy raised his spear high in one hand, and stood upright with his head held high.

The sun exposed the earth, making the gray-white stone platform shiny and hot.

The sky and the earth were so bright that time seemed to stop at this second.

There was silence on the martial arts training platform, only the rapid and heavy breathing of the young man echoed on it.