"I'm going to the training ground!"

After breakfast, Daren shouted at the backyard, then picked up his shield and sword and ran out the door.

It's really enviable and vigorous... The brunette boy could no longer see the depression he had last night, but instead he was full of energy!

But when I stepped out the door, Diana's voice came from the backyard: "Don't train too hard. I don't expect another great adventurer to come out of my home. I just hope you don't tear your pants back."

"Uh..." The brunette boy staggered.

When she looked back awkwardly, her sister Enid was laughing at the dining table.

But she quickly held back her smile and made a gesture of serious and hard work to the young man who was about to go out for the first time.

This gesture stunned Delan.

[Don’t you always stand on the side with your mother…]

That's right, in this family, the only two women did not support Daren to take risks. In the past, Enid always kept talking about him as much as his mother. He didn't know how he changed his sex today? And it seemed that something was wrong since last night.

This thought flashed through, and Delan was out quickly.

It was not until the figure of the brunette boy ran away that the girl at the dining table blinked her dark eyes, her eyes seemed to look into the distance, her expression showed a hint of worry, and she muttered to herself in a voice that no one could hear:

"Evil will appear from the shadows, with only six days left... Hope it's still time."

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The training ground for the Knights of Self-Defense.

"You! Boy Delan! Have you forgotten what I said yesterday?!"

The roar that could almost shake the roof was naturally from the burly intermediate warrior Orwell. At this moment, he was staring fiercely at the brunette boy in front of him, like an evil dragon looking down at the chick.

"Dear Mr. Orwell, I remember your words. You said that swinging the sword with a shield will affect the center of gravity. I will work hard to correct the center of gravity today." Deren's voice was not loud, but it was very clear.

"The key point is not the center of gravity!" Orwell's voice became louder, "Don't you understand yet? As long as you are still wearing that damn shield, you will not be able to exert all the power of your body to attack the enemy! I noticed that your weapon is a sword. If you guessed correctly, you must want to become a warrior, so throw away the shield!"

Yes, Orwell noticed the weapons of the kids yesterday.

Unlike those adults who are over 20 years old and are destined to not awaken the mark of light, children still have the hope of becoming a member of the great adventurers. There are four types of adventurers in total. From the tools they hold during training, you can easily see which one they want to become in the future.

Those who keep practicing drawing and shooting bows naturally want to become archers; those who wield giant axes and long swords of course want to become warriors - because the long swords and giant axes are the weapons of the legendary warrior kings.

However, if you have given up your hope or have never hoped to become an adventurer, it doesn't matter, you can use anything. Look at the Knights of the Dor village of Self-Defense - many members of the Self-Defense Corps train with harpoons, hunting spears, and even hoes!

For these ordinary villagers, these daily tools may be more convenient to use than adventurers' professional weapons.

And Delan is one of the few kids who train with real "weapons".

If it weren't for this, Orwell would have been disdainful of any attention to Deren from the beginning—just as he disregarded the children holding farm tools. Criticism and accusations sometimes meant that he still had hope for a person, and turning a blind eye to it means that he really didn't take the other party seriously!

However, the brunette boy still shook his head and hugged the shield tightly. This scene made Orwell angry.

"Boy, you're ready!" The burly intermediate warrior thought for a while, then took a step back, roared to the sky, and then a light shone on his forehead, and a bright pattern appeared faintly.

[Sign of Warrior of Light!]

Daren suddenly widened his eyes and held his breath.

In my memory, Daren only saw the mark of light on his father's head when he was a child, but that happened a long time ago! He was about five or six years old... In short, he had long forgotten what the mark of light on his father's mark of light looked like.

Orwell's forehead gradually shrank, and his mark became clearer:

It was a delicate pattern of a "giant axe" and a "long sword" crossing... composed of bright light and appeared at the eyebrows, like a pattern of a painter stabbing on his skin, or like a shiny badge worn by a knight on his chest.

It can be seen that Orwell's mark of the Warrior of Light, the half pattern of the "axe" is relatively brighter, and there are several bright spots of light embedded on the handle of the axe, shining like stars in the night sky.

Orwell raised his right hand high - he did not pull out the giant axe behind him, but waved hard in front of him with empty hands!

But everyone who saw it felt as if he was waving a heavy giant axe.

Dong!!!

The dull sound spread throughout the training ground.

There were countless scarecrows on the training ground of the Knights of Self-Defense. The surface was covered with straw, but inside was actually the hardest white wood stake! A wild white wood thick with hands clasped, it took an adult man a whole day to barely cut it off. However, when Orwell slapped the straw, not only did the straw splash, but even a clear crack appeared on the surface of the white wood inside!

Half of the intermediate warrior's palm was chiseled into the wooden stake.

“Wow…”

This scene shocked many members of the Knights of Self-Defense, and the admiration of adults soon came from around.

"I deserve to be the Adventurer Warrior Orwell!"

“It’s so awesome…”

"Did you see it?" Orwell pulled his hand back and turned to look at the brunette boy who seemed to be stunned. He did not hide his smugness on his face. "Strength! The most important thing for a warrior is strength! Hold your weapon tightly, exert all your strength, and use an indomitable attack to break all obstacles. This is the true meaning of a warrior! Even if you go to the Adventurer Guild to evaluate the light warrior mark in the future, you must use the "full-strength strike" to evaluate whether the power meets the standard."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, boy, this winter I will bring the good seedlings I recognized to go to the Warriors' Branch of the Belita Market to participate in the Impression of Light Awakening. The standard that I recognize is very simple, which is to use a weapon to use all-out attack to cut a gap as deep as this white wood!"

Orwell's words lit up the eyes of the children around him.

[The last soldier Gavin, who was stationed in the village, did not make any promises...]

Deren was no exception. The brunette boy had forgotten Orwell's previous rebuke, and his whole face turned a little red from excitement. He almost couldn't wait to wave the sword in his hand and chopped at a scarecrow beside him. Of course, he still did not put down his shield during this process.

Bang!

A dull and loud noise came, which was similar to Orwell's attack.

But it was not what Deren did, but from another wooden stake in the distance.

Orwell turned to look.

It turned out that the calf Hans waved his giant axe and slashed a scarecrow in front of him fiercely! Through the gaps in the messy straw, you can see that the axe blade was embedded with a white wooden foot and two fingers wide!

On the other hand, Daren's sword left only a shallow dent on the wooden stake, at most half a finger deep.

"Hahaha... it's very good!" Orwell couldn't help laughing, "Little Hans is really good. If nothing unexpected happens, by this winter, his strength should be able to meet my standards. At that time, I will naturally take him to the Impression of Awakening Light! As for the others..."
Chapter completed!