Who taught him to restore his country like this?

She didn't come to her senses until Ron was far away.

Huh? No!

You've only just started, why are you talking like you've already graduated?

I haven't even taught you the next steps in your cultivation, so what are you going to do cultivating on your own?

Get back here right now!

The magic teacher instinctively wanted to chase after Ron and bring him back, but after a few steps, she stopped.

Then he sighed regretfully, "Oh well, it's better to give up sooner rather than later."

She thought about Ron's talent and realized that continuing to study wouldn't yield any good results.

She didn't have high hopes for Ron because he immediately chose to learn the most difficult third-tier magic. After a few days of learning, he only just got the basics down, so there was no need to force him to continue.

……

After leaving the magic teacher, Ron headed to Wim's house.

On the way, the residents greeted him warmly when they saw him.

Since arriving in Kassel, he has done three things: first, he killed the demon spy to save Princess Karina from death; second, he provided crucial clues to catch the murderer who kidnapped the children; and third, he healed the children.

These three things made him second only to the lord in prestige in Kassel.

It's a pity that it can't be converted into reputation points.

I only hope that when he restores his country, these people will still maintain their affection for him.

bang bang.

Ron knocked on Mr. Wim's door.

The door opened quickly, and it was Mr. Wim's granddaughter, Jenna, who opened it.

“Mr. Victor.”

Perhaps because of a bad experience, the little girl is now very shy. She hid behind the half-open door and asked, "Are you here to see Grandpa?"

“Yes.” Ron gave a gentle smile. “And while you’re at it, let’s check on your health.”

He has been coming to check the little girl's health for the past few days.

The main purpose was to become a familiar face, so that Wim wouldn't break his promise.

"Thank you." The little girl opened the door shyly and led Ron to the stone pavilion in the backyard: "Please sit here for a while, I'll go call Grandpa."

Jenna jogged away.

Not long after, Wim arrived in the backyard.

Compared to his haggard appearance a few days ago, he now looks very healthy and radiant.

Janna brought over some tea.

The two sat in the stone pavilion and exchanged a few pleasantries before Ron stated his purpose: "Mr. Wim, I have come today to learn martial arts."

He took out the letter of introduction given by the Adventurer's Guild from his pocket, tapped it with his fingertips, and pushed it in front of Wim.

“Take it back,” Wim said, pushing the letter of introduction back onto the table. “The martial arts I taught you have nothing to do with the Adventurers’ Guild.”

That's a good relationship.

You can take it back to the Adventurers' Guild and exchange it for a magic teacher.

Ron took back the letter of introduction without ceremony and said with a smile, "I don't know which third-tier martial arts Mr. Wim knows."

"Alright, kid, stop testing me," Wim laughed. "I promised to teach you fifth-tier martial arts, and I will keep my promise."

Ron, his little scheme exposed, stopped pretending and said with a forced smile, "High-level martial arts techniques are what every martial artist dreams of. If you miss this opportunity, you may never have another one."

“You’re quite frank,” Wim said, taking a sip of his tea and showing considerable satisfaction with Ron’s attitude.

“However…”, he put down his teacup and said, “I can only teach you fourth-tier martial arts techniques right now.”

“Okay,” Ron nodded calmly.

Seeing that Ron was calm and not making a fuss, Wim's liking for Ron increased even more.

This child has an excellent temperament.

“I heard from the Adventurers’ Guild that your growth level is only 24. It’s too early to learn a fifth-tier martial art now, and you won’t be able to learn it anyway. So I can only teach you a fourth-tier martial art,” Wim explained.

Actually, even fourth-order is barely enough.

Although learning martial arts doesn't have as many restrictions as learning magic, Ron's level was too low. He struggled to even unleash a fourth-tier martial arts technique with his blood and qi, let alone practice it continuously.

However, the power of qi and blood can be replenished with qi and blood potions, so teaching Ron fourth-tier martial arts skills is still barely feasible.

"Once you reach a higher level, I'll teach you fifth-tier martial arts techniques," Wim promised.

"Thank you."

Ron stood up and gave a student's salute.

He had expected Wim to say that, so he remained calm.

A free fourth-tier martial skill—why not learn it?

"The martial art I'm going to teach you is called [Thunder Flash]. It's the easiest of my fourth-tier martial arts to learn, though of course, it's not weak."

Wim stood up and extended his hand to Ron.

Ron drew his longsword from his waist and placed it in Wim's hand.

Wim picked up the long knife, walked into the courtyard, and began to demonstrate.

This is a martial art that emphasizes speed. Wim's figure flashed like a ghost in every corner of the courtyard, and the afterimages left by his long sword were like arcs of lightning.

This is really...

That's so cool!

After Wim finished demonstrating, he returned to the stone pavilion and looked at Ron, who was very interested in Lightning Flash, and said, "There is only one condition for learning Lightning Flash, which is to learn a movement technique first. So before I teach you, I will teach you a third-tier movement technique."

“No problem.” Ron was more than happy to oblige.

I learned another third-tier martial arts technique for nothing.

……

For some time afterward, Ron stayed by Wim's side, learning martial arts.

His martial arts talent was even worse than his magical talent. It took him five days to learn a third-tier martial arts technique. If it were any other impatient teacher, they probably would have given up long ago.

Fortunately, Wim had plenty of patience with him.

Wim planned to spend a year and a half teaching Ron to master the third-tier movement technique, "Treading on Dew."

Unexpectedly, Ron gave him a surprise on the second day after he started learning the basics of movement techniques.

After just one night apart, Ron was able to use the Tread Dew skill with ease.

Five days to get started, and one night to achieve minor proficiency?

Wim was genuinely shocked; after teaching students for so many years, this was the first time he had ever encountered something like this.

After failing to get an answer from Ron, he concluded: a pig-like learning speed and a genius-like comprehension ability.

Chapter 35 Ron Rhine, the Cunning Little Man

"On September 19th, the Emerald Kingdom was defeated in its 11th battle with the Kingdom of Diam and retreated to the former capital of the Kingdom of Lah for defense."

"On the same day, the Kingdom of Doma, together with the Kingdom of Layton, attacked the Emerald Kingdom from the west. Under the threat of the fall of its capital, the Emerald Kingdom had no choice but to withdraw its troops to defend its territory. The Kingdom of Diam then took over the former territory of the Kingdom of Lah..."

"On September 20th, the Demon Clan's Third Legion launched a fierce attack on Dawn City, the first front line of the Kingdom of Orantia. The Kingdom of Orantia suffered over 9 casualties, and two heroic adventurers perished in battle..."

……

A beautifully decorated wooden carriage slowly travels along a wide road paved with gravel.

Keltia sat in the carriage, her bright golden eyes gazing absently at the morning newspaper in her hands, appearing somewhat distracted.

She had flipped through the newspaper in her hand several times, but she couldn't find anything that really mattered to her among the dense text.

She longed to see reports in the newspapers about someone restoring their country.

But ever since they parted ways in Gray Mist Territory, that bastard has vanished without a trace, as if he were dead.

This made her feel very upset.

She was afraid that person would never appear again.

In that case... she wouldn't be able to personally deliver the iron fist of justice to that beast who had deceived her time and time again, changed her clothes, and humiliated her.

Ron Rhine, you treacherous villain!

Never forgive!

Kertia clenched her fists tightly, crumpling the fragile newspaper in her hand until it tore, her chest heaving with unusual anger.

She wouldn't be so angry if Ron had only used her identity to escape. What angered her was that the beast, after knocking her unconscious, not only changed her clothes but also took back the marriage contract.

Looking back on how she genuinely believed that bastard was going to die, and even felt a touch of admiration and regret, she felt like a clown.

A clown who's been completely fooled.

Next time she encounters him, no matter what that bastard says, she will absolutely not believe him again.

"Lady Keltia, we have arrived."

The voice of the knight accompanying her outside the curtains pulled Keltia back to reality.

The carriage slowly came to a stop.

Kertia composed herself and stepped down from the carriage.

Not long ago, the Holy See received a report from the Kingdom of Orantia, alleging that someone was using the bloodline of the royal family to create enslavement potions, cruelly transforming ordinary people into slaves bound by shackles of enslavement.

The Holy See took this matter very seriously upon learning of it, and Keltia, entrusted by the bishop, came to the Kingdom of Orantia to investigate.

In the past few days, she has visited and investigated the situation in three cities of the Kingdom of Orantia, and each city has cases of missing children.

But perhaps because things have gotten tense lately, the mastermind behind the scenes has become much more restrained, and several leads that Kertia was tracking have gone cold.