When Orwell walked out of the training ground, he met a blonde archer with a long bow in his arms.

"Tsk tsk, when did you start playing this trick, Orwell?" Eddie, the archer, looked up and down at his old friend as if he had known him on the first day, and joked, "When you revealed the mark of light, I thought you would just snatch the boy's shield and break it in half like a cookie."

"I'm not that shameless yet." Orwell rolled his eyes, "Wait, I've announced my approval standards, and for that little guy, even if he doesn't relax his strength for a day, he has to wait until winter is approaching to reach this standard."

Orwell was very confident and his attack was at its own discretion. As a veteran adventurer warrior, the strength and training potential of these children were clearly visible in his eyes, and his judgment would not be wrong.

"And the premise is that he has to put down his shield, hold the weapon with both hands, and chop with all his strength..." Blond archer Eddie smiled helplessly, "You are tempting him to give up."

"I can't hide anything from you, haha!" Orwell also smiled, "I can't let me be a dignified intermediate warrior chase after a little boy's butt every day to persuade him."

"I'm just curious, why are you so interested in this kid?"

"Shut up, I just want to earn an extra bounty... This damn remote village, there are too few children who are strong enough, and that kid can barely count as one. If you promise to share a bounty with me, I won't care about him."

"It's impossible for you to think of beauty."

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At noon, the sun makes the air hot.

On the training ground, members of the Knights of the Door Village Self-Defense and the small "preparatory members" were sweating.

Today, when monsters are everywhere on the continent, even if people cannot become adventurers, they must have the ability to protect themselves when facing low-level monsters.

"Dalen!Dalen!" At this time, a red-haired figure ran over the other side of the training ground. It was Gene. He pulled the brunette boy away from the scarecrow without saying anything and handed him a bag of water. "I see you have been practicing for a whole morning, so it's time to rest. Come and sit down, I have good news to tell you!"

"What news?" Deren wiped his sweat and looked at him strangely.

"As the end of this morning, Lord Eddie announced a news!" Gene showed a proud look on his face. "Lord Eddie announced three names, saying that they were the candidates for mental power. He planned to take these three people to the Belita Market to Awaken the Light Bowman Mark..."

"You guessed right, I am one of them!"

"Hahahaha, I'm finally going to become a real adventurer archer! I knew that I was born with this material!" Gene's fiery red eyebrows were about to fly to the sky, his mouth was so happy that he grinned to his ears, patting his good buddy's shoulders hard, and sharing his joy.

"That's great, congratulations!" Daren smiled, but as he smiled, he gradually lowered his head.

Drinking all the water from the bag in one breath, the brunette boy picked up his sword and shield and walked back to the scarecrow.

Gene finally noticed the abnormality of his friend.

"Hey, Daren, you've been practicing for a whole morning. Don't you rest for a while?" Gene chased after him anxiously, "You will damage your body like this. It will take several days to recover if you are exhausted."

"I'm not tired." Daren shook his head and continued to wave the sword in his right hand hard.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The slashes were slashed again and again on the white wooden stakes where the straw had fallen out, leaving traces.

"You don't have to work so hard. Although your strength is not as hard as that of the natural freak of Hans, among the peers in the village, you are the hardest training and one of the best strength!" Gene seemed to understand Deren's thoughts and couldn't help but persuade: "Don't you often duel with Hans? Usually, you win and lose halfway. I believe that Lord Orwell would not have noticed this. Even Lord Eddie can take three people to the assessment. If Hans can be selected, you will definitely be selected in the end!"

Gene's words made Daren smile bitterly.

Only he knew why he could win or lose with Little Hans before. If it weren't for the reminder and guidance from his sister Enid, his power would not be Little Hans's opponent at all.

This is also the real reason why Hans is unwilling to fight with Daren - he is not afraid of Daren, but in his opinion, Daren is a scheming opponent. He will always fall into his "trap" in battle, such as being tripped, falling into the mud... In short, all kinds of unlucky accidents and coincidences will always come to him.

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No matter how much comforted him, Daren just trained, and in the end, Gene had to leave helplessly.

But Deren's expression gradually became strange.

[What's wrong with me today?]

Daren just said that he was not tired, and he was not perfunctory to Gene. In fact, he began to feel strange in the morning! Today, his condition seemed surprisingly good, and there seemed to be some kind of power deep in his body. Every time he was about to exhaust himself, as long as he persisted for a moment, a new force would surge out. In the afternoon when he should have been exhausted, this feeling became even more obvious!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

If someone is interested in observing, you will find that the dents that Deren swung on the wooden stake did not become shallower due to physical exhaustion, but were slightly deeper every time - this is undoubtedly extremely abnormal.

Unfortunately, no one will pay attention to such tiny details.

Intermediate warrior Orwell has never appeared on the training ground since the morning.

Daren entered a strange state... He carefully adjusted his center of gravity, and felt that Orwell was right. After paying attention to the problem of center of gravity, it seemed that his sword swing did smoothly? He was immersed in the sword swing again and again, completely forgetting the time.

Until the sun is west and the sun is dull.

Daren's body shook! Suddenly all the power disappeared from his body, and no new power surged out. Instead, the fatigue of the whole day seemed to appear at this moment, making him suddenly escape from the intoxicating feeling!

The brunette boy fell to the ground and gasped desperately.

"The goddess is above, you have stopped. Are you still a human being?" At this time, a familiar and helpless voice came from beside you. No need to look at it, it was Jen.

When Daren heard this, he lay on the ground all of a sudden, lying in a large shape, as if he could no longer raise his strength. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Damn it, you guy dares to laugh at me again... give me water... and then help me home."

After a moment.

The two small figures supported each other and left the training ground, and the setting sun made their shadows grow old.

No one noticed that the dent left by Delen's last slash on the scarred, bare white wooden stake had already changed significantly compared to his morning results: it was still half a finger wide, but it had changed from only half a little finger wide in the morning to now half a thumb wide.

It's still midsummer now.
Chapter completed!