Rudius swallowed hard, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace, and said, "Um, Alice, it wasn't me who taught you, it was Roya."

Alice ignored her and shouted again, "I don't want to learn anymore."

Rudius understood; she was using him to express her dissatisfaction with Roya.

But if you're going to say something, why do you have to scare me like this?

Roya looked at Alice, and Alice was also glancing at Roya out of the corner of her eye.

Roya was aware of this, but he felt the style was a bit strange. Wasn't Alice supposed to be the kind of person who didn't understand reason?

How come I've learned to scheme against myself now?

Roya's lips twitched, and he sighed helplessly, "Alright, Alice, put Rudius down."

Alice was somewhat unwilling to accept the lack of a positive response, her fist remaining poised in front of Rudius's face. However, due to the overwhelming power of the Demon King Roya, she eventually lowered her fist.

Rudius let out a long sigh, marveling that he had lived another day.

She was holding her head with a look of utter despair; it was hard to imagine that this guy could make such an expression.

She can't fight back, and she can't run away—that's her current predicament.

In the end, Roya let Alice go.

Watching the other person's retreating figure, which shot off like an arrow, Roya fell into deep thought.

Well, judging from their attitude, I guess I can forget about getting her back to continue her studies today.

In the afternoon, Gilead appeared before the three with a wooden sword and began to instruct them on how to practice.

Of course, Gilead spent most of his time teaching Iris and Rudius.

On the training ground, watching the two spar, Kyrie Irvine pointed out their shortcomings.

Both were novices, riddled with flaws, but precisely because they were flawed, they were even more difficult to teach.

Kyrie Irvine kept pointing out areas for improvement, from footwork to sword techniques. Alice clearly benefited greatly from this, but as for Rudius, it was evident from the fact that he was constantly being pressured by Alice. Even if he had any ideas, he couldn't fully utilize them due to Rudius's aggressive demeanor.

With nothing else to do, Roya kept consuming his magic power.

Infuse all the magic into the earth's surface, and then let it spread.

The dark magic transformed into threads, seeping into the ground and then continuously spreading outwards.

It's somewhat similar to a domain, but compared to the substantial magical tides of a domain, this amount of magic seems extremely thin.

The magic began to spread continuously, and at this moment, Roya felt very strange, a feeling somewhat like thermal imaging.

Magic reflects the total amount of magic within the bodies of organisms in various places. A powerful organism will have a very large amount of magic, which will form a large black dot.

Those who are weak and frail have only a very small white dot, while those who are even weaker, like ordinary people, have nothing at all.

Hmm, I can't sense the other party's magic power at all.

Of course, the other party can also detect this spying; all they need to do is shatter the magic lurking underground.

At this moment, Luo Ya was trying to continuously expand the scope of his perception.

Although this doesn't consume much magic power, if the range is large, the amount of magic power required to maintain it and the amount of magic power required to release it becomes astronomical.

This can also be considered a way for Roy to temporarily consume his own magic power.

Kyrie Irwin naturally noticed the boy's subtle movements. She merely frowned slightly, glancing in Roya's direction, but said nothing, continuing to instruct the two on sword practice.

Two hours later, after Gilead finished instructing the two, it was already past midnight.

His perception range now encompassed the entire territory of Fituia. Of course, the only one Kyrie Irgen in the entire Fituia territory was worth mentioning.

Chapter 86 The White Hair's Past (Please continue reading!)

To sense his location, one would need at least a high-level swordsman to detect him, and even then, the other party could only detect the strangeness. And high-level swordsmen aren't as common as cabbages.

With half of his magic power depleted, Roya stopped. He had things to do that night and couldn't afford to drain all his magic power.

Kyrie Irvine stood in front of Roya and said calmly, "It's best to do less of this kind of thing in the future."

Do less of this kind of thing

Ludius, who had been lying on the ground panting heavily, suddenly became alert and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.

The combination of these words gave Rudius a strange sense of excitement.

Having been dominated by Alice for nearly two hours, Rudius naturally had no time to investigate who was watching him, so he didn't understand Roya's little tricks.

Luo Ya nodded and gave a faint reply.

Kyrie Irvine said expressionlessly, "Then, let's begin."

Roya did not use magic.

When fighting a Sword King without using magic, the difference in skill becomes immediately apparent.

He was almost completely overwhelmed, and even when Kenshin's passive ability was triggered, it only slightly made things a little less embarrassing for him.

Basically, they were completely humiliated; it was just a matter of experience and skill in swordsmanship.

Of course, Gilead wasn't always bullying the younger generation; she was also very attentive in pointing out Roya's mistakes in the details.

"Your slashes should be faster. Your feints are too easy to see through, and your intentions are too obvious. You can't fool anyone like this." Kyrie Irving kept parrying and blocking, easily neutralizing Roja's attacks.

Teaching others is a troublesome thing, Roja admitted, and Gilead was far better at teaching than the fool Paul.

He also corrected some of his incorrect postures based on Gilead's teachings.

Time passed, and as night fell, everyone had returned to their respective rooms.

Luo Ya stared blankly at the bright moonlight.

It's time to set off. After completing this task, it's time to rest and recuperate for a while.

Dark magic gathered, and an ominous black aura emanated from it. Roya, wearing a black hood, disappeared from the room.

In the south, in slums.

In a room, a white-haired loli was hiding under the covers with a smug look on her face.

She ultimately didn't go. In her mind, he was just a bored passerby. Although he might have some ability, did she look like a fool?

So she chose to sleep at home.

The surrounding environment was not good. Although the place where she lived was called home, it was actually a somewhat dilapidated wooden hut. There was only a few dry straws on the wooden planks of the bed, and the bedding was tattered.

In short, her situation was not good.

Of course, in her eyes, this was already a pretty good life, after all, some people don't even deserve to have a 'home' like this.

However, the more she thought about what the boy had said today, the more doubtful and uncertain she became.

The white-haired loli had never heard of the saying that free lunches don't fall from the sky, but she understood the principle. However, if an opportunity to become stronger were presented to her, she would hesitate and waver.

This is often the case, whether in past lives or in this life.

The so-called scams prey on people who have even a little bit of hope.

Humans are inherently greedy, just like winning the lottery. Even though people know they have no chance of winning, they still think, "What if I win?"

Even if they don't say it outright, they all have this mentality when buying lottery tickets; this is essentially the gambler's mentality.

At this moment, Bai Mao was in a state of confusion.

Should I give up this opportunity? They didn't even ask me to give anything in return, just to meet them there in the middle of the night. Should I give up?

I tossed and turned, but just couldn't fall asleep.

Just thinking of her older brother, she gritted her teeth and finally got out of bed.

The white-haired loli is named Alina. She only has a first name and no surname. Here, only those from the middle class or above are entitled to have a complete name.

But it's obvious that she belongs to the very poor category.

Her mother was a prostitute and her father was an alcoholic; they had a child together.

Her mother was not bad-looking; it is said that she was an extremely beautiful young lady from a wealthy family in her early years. Unfortunately, her family fell into decline, and she married a seemingly sunny but unfaithful man. She herself was incapable of doing anything, and was eventually abandoned by him and even trafficked to a brothel.

A union devoid of affection gave birth to a life that should never have existed; the fate of the white-haired creature was predictable.

But whether it's a blessing or a curse, the good news is that, for reasons unknown, the other party eventually gave birth to the white-haired girl, but the bad news is that she abandoned her immediately.

Fortunately, her mother wasn't entirely without conscience; she entrusted the girl to someone, the person she now refers to as her 'elder brother'.

This is an adventurer. He is not very strong, only at the level of an intermediate swordsman, but even so, he shouldn't be in such a bad situation in this place.

The reason they ended up in this predicament was because they were betrayed by the adventurers in their own party.

In short, the final result was that his right arm was cut off, and his reputation within the Adventurers' Guild was completely ruined.

So, he came here with the last of his savings, intending to while away the rest of his life.

But whether by some twist of fate or not, when he saw the white fur in the woman's arms, his eyes suddenly lit up. Of course, he wasn't a pervert.

He felt a connection between himself and the baby girl in front of him, so he subtly inquired and finally learned about the woman's situation. He then took out the money he had paid for the prostitution and asked the woman if she could give him the child.

The man was fairly handsome and masculine, but he appeared颓废 and slovenly due to the misfortunes he had experienced in his life.

Having witnessed the fickleness of human nature, the woman had the idea of ​​entrusting her daughter to the other party at first glance.

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