Today's princess is still cute

Seven hundred kilograms, this was Cardinson’s final result.

Everyone was quiet, and Beth next to him looked at him and Harrington as if they were monsters.

We are all sixteen or seventeen years old. What did you grow up eating?

Burke was very satisfied and said, "Very good, Pine, have you reached the level of a full knight?"

"Yes." Cardinson wiped the sweat from his head and admitted it directly.

At the age of seventeen, without an energy stone, he had reached the threshold to become a formal knight!

The onlookers didn't know what expression to use.

Is this our first one in this issue?

Everyone in the family knows their own business. The merit potion in Cardinson's body has been completely digested. The powerful energy has transformed his foundation. Although he cannot be born with supernatural powers, it is still no problem for him to have strength far exceeding that of normal people.

If they fight with all their might now, coupled with frostfire, ordinary Vatican knights will not be a match for Cardinson.

Such progress was genius in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of Cardinson, who was once a player, it was still too slow.

It's too slow!

In the past, when I trained my trumpet, it would take at most a week to reach Level 20. Now, after a year, I am at best a Level 15 elite monster. How abominable.

If we continue at this speed, how will we fight against the female devil in the future?

Stop joking. The Morning Star Knight can't last more than three moves in her hands. Players who rush forward are wiped out in waves, and there is no resurrection. What can Cardinson do to be so stubborn?

It will only become more and more difficult to improve your strength in the future, and Cardinson can only try his best.

As for surrendering to the enemy, forget it. There was not a single human being under that devil king's command, not even one who looked like a human. He hated him to the extreme, so humans at that time fought so hard.

What do you want to do if you don't resist? Are you waiting to be massacred? The cities they massacred can be connected in a row.

While Cardinson was daydreaming, Beth had already gone upstairs.

The result was not satisfactory. After trying my best, I could only lift 200 kilograms.

Beth gritted her teeth, her little face flushed as she retreated back into the queue, wanting to take a look at the expressions of the two people next to her.

Cardinson's eyes were empty as he thought about the future, while Harrington was counting the clouds, yes, the clouds in the sky.

This made Beth very angry.

Do you think I am so insignificant? It is a disgrace to you to be on the same level with me, right?

Wait, wait!

When the speed test comes, I will definitely slap you in the face!!

No one can underestimate the descendants of Clement!

No one!

Burke didn't waste any time and started the speed test directly.

One hundred meters! Just run!

The three of them started together, Beth bent down, a smile involuntarily appearing on the corners of her mouth.

People with too much strength are generally not fast, this is my strong point

"start!"

Burke waved his hand and the three rushed out.

"Wow!" People on the playground exclaimed.

Cardinson! A horse that is far ahead of others!

"Kaysen, you have to remember that how much water a barrel can hold is not determined by the longest board, but by the shortest board. I am so strict with you now because it is for your future strength! What is the foundation? The foundation is your all-round physical fitness. If the foundation is not laid well, the advanced skills you learn in the future will be useless!"

Old Pine’s words seemed to still ring in his ears.

Does anyone really think that Cardinson’s speed is a shortcoming?

A Shadow Knight master, his best skill is speed! Before the enemy beats him up, he will stack fifty marks on him as quickly as possible!

When it comes to speed training, Cardinson never slacked off.

Cross the line!

First place, Cardinson, with a time of 9 seconds.

Second place, Beth, with a time of 10 seconds.

Third place, Harrington, with a time of 11 seconds.

"This..." Beth stood at the finish line, looking at Cardinson confusedly as he passed by her without even looking at her, muttering to himself in incomprehensible words.

“It’s still a little slower than Bolt, but has it reached the limit of humans on Earth? We still need to work harder.”

Harrington went straight to Cardinson and asked about running techniques.

Haha, you ignored me again.

No, it's okay!

There are also endurance tests and physical fitness tests. Since I’m a girl, I’m definitely worse than boys. However, I will never lose in endurance!

There is not much to say about the endurance test. It is quite simple. Just do it continuously until you can't do it anymore.

Have you heard of burpees? This is a compound exercise that combines squats, push-ups, leg curls and abdominal exercises. It trains muscles including the core, arms, chest, back, etc. It can use 70% of the body's muscles and has high requirements for cardiopulmonary function.

Final results.

Cardinson, one hundred and twenty-seven.

Harrington, seventy-five.

Beth: Well, sixty-six.

Looking at the three people in front of him who were sweating profusely, Burke smiled and said, "Go and rest over there. There are towels prepared for you, as well as potions to replenish your energy and relieve fatigue."

Cardinson took the lead in thanking Burke and left.

Burke had already written a physical fitness assessment on the three people’s profiles.

Cardinson: "A genius, worthy of training, and very likely to become the next Mr. Melo."

Harrington: "He is still some distance away from the level of a formal knight. He has great strength, but his speed is a weakness. His endurance is average. He is a very good guy."

"You can see traces of deep family martial arts in her movements, which greatly reduces her training value. Her strength is weak, her speed is above average, and her endurance is average. For a woman, this is already excellent. Whether she can become a truly qualified Vatican knight remains to be considered."

After closing the list, Burke glanced at the sky. Only an hour had passed since nine o'clock, so the pace was not slow. He would try to finish it before noon.

"Alright! We've watched the demonstration! I'm sure you've seen how good your three peers are! Try to surpass them! Attention, every team, start!"

The young boys and girls began to get busy under the leadership of the Vatican Knights.

Sitting at the edge of the playground, Cardinson drank the potion and watched the scene in front of him with great interest - was it like a test during military training?

"Well, um, Cardinson, is this potion really for us to drink?" Harrington, sitting next to him, asked nervously.

Cardinson could tell at a glance that he thought this thing was too expensive and didn't want to waste it.

"It's okay, just drink as much as you want. One percent of the sacred potion can be diluted into a thousand bottles of this recovery potion. If you don't want to be eliminated next time, you'd better drink it now. Everyone is very tired after the last endurance test just now."

"it is good!"

Harrington now completely regards Cardinson, who is willing to talk to him, as a friend. This is the first time that this country boy has made friends of the same age since coming to the imperial capital.

Both of them had good grades and knew that they had definitely passed the quality test, so they chatted happily. They all came from the lowest level of society, so they had a lot in common.

Only Beth Clement looked lost.

I worked so hard to run away from home, but I suffered such a setback in the first selection?

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Chapter 18 The Seventh Princess

Early in the morning, at half past ten, in the Imperial City, in a small white building that was several times smaller than the buildings next to it.

"Your Highness, this is your share for this month. Please check it."

Two warriors in red robes threw a box of things on the ground and hurried away without looking back.

There was no awe for the royal family on their faces. Instead, they looked indifferent and even disgusted. They felt it was an honor to be asked to say even one more word.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

After everyone had left, the girl in the white dress standing in the middle of the lobby on the first floor responded in a low voice.

A maid in a light blue robe ran in from the door and called out distressedly, "Your Highness, the people who delivered the supplies just arrived, right?"

"Yes, grandma." The girl nodded calmly.

"Alas! Why are there so few again, my Lord? They are clearly trying to bully you." The maid, who was old enough to be Tina's grandmother, knelt down and opened the box. Looking at the pitiful amount of potions and some clothes discarded by some princess, she sighed, "Life is getting harder and harder."

The girl walked up to the maid, touched her gray hair, and said, "Grandma, don't be sad."

The maid looked at the tiny person in front of her. Her plain little face was so thin and her white dress looked empty on her body. She was obviously a child who inherited her mother's beauty, but she was as pale as a rag doll that could be blown away by the wind at any time.

Thinking about the grievances I suffered over the years, tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Your Highness, if it really doesn't work, let's go. Let's ask His Majesty for a piece of land far away. It doesn't matter how small it is. Let's leave this imperial city, leave this imperial capital."

"I'm only fourteen years old." The girl gently wiped away the tears from the maid's face. She was so well-behaved and sensible that it made people feel distressed.

The maid simply slumped down on the ground, muttering to herself, "There are too many people in this imperial city who don't want you to reach adulthood. If it weren't for the fact that the eldest prince still remembers how good your mother was to him and sends you some meat every month, we would have both starved to death. It doesn't matter if I die, but I can't watch you suffer like this. You are obviously a princess, but you have to be treated as a dead person because of the prophecy left by an astrologer who has been dead for who knows how long. What should I do? What should I do?"

There was no expression on the girl's face, she just stubbornly helped the maid wipe away her unstoppable tears.

Tina Katspera Natiyavida Ulysses.

This is the girl's name.

As a descendant of the Ulysses royal family of the Azure Empire, she has grown up in this world for fourteen years.

As the seventh daughter of the current emperor, she should have been loved and honored, but just because of a word from the legendary wizard, the chief astrologer of the court, she was sent to the cold palace with her mother and lived in loneliness all day long.

"This girl is a person abandoned by the gods. She will be in great trouble if she gets close to you. It will be even more dangerous when she grows up."

You see, just a simple sentence changed Tina's fate.

Even though the astrologer had been dead for almost ten years, this prophecy was still circulating in the imperial city, to the point that no one was willing to approach this small building.

The "wise and mighty" emperor just pretended that he had never given birth to this daughter. If he had not remembered that Tina's mother had once been favored by him for a period of time, he would have asked the palace guards to drown Tina in a well.

Anyway, there had been no trouble in the imperial city over the years, and the emperor gradually got used to his daughter being thrown into a corner. As long as he gave her some supplies every month, it was fine as long as she didn't starve to death.

For the sake of his own "reputation for benevolence", the emperor was still willing to pretend that "after all, she is my daughter, there is nothing wrong with raising her."

Tina's mother, the woman who was once the most beautiful woman in the imperial city, became depressed and died of illness at the age of 25, leaving behind only two-year-old Tina and a maid brought from her mother's home.

The loyal maid raised little Tina amidst the cold words "She was the one who killed her mother, you should leave quickly".

Even so, the old maid always encountered bad luck. It was okay at first, but as Tina grew older, her bad luck became more and more bizarre.

However, the old maid remained indifferent, and even shouted in front of those maids who mocked her for not fearing death: "My life was given by Miss Sarah, and now I am giving it back to her daughter, what's the big deal!"

That's how the poor little princess lived with the old maid in this small building, spending the spring, summer, autumn and winter together.

After crying for a while, the old maid stood up with the help of Tina and said, "Your Highness, I will pack these things first, and then go to the farm of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to pick some wild vegetables. Don't forget your homework today."

"Okay." Tina nodded.

Looking at Tina's face, which had never shown any expression since she was old enough to understand, the old maid felt sad and could not say anything.

The old maid stayed on the first floor, and Tina went to her room on the second floor.

The wooden staircase was already somewhat rotten. This building was originally used to store sundries and was cleared out for the princess to live in.

When I opened the door, there was only a bed, a desk, a bookcase, a chair, an oil lamp, a window, and a patched-up dog doll.

Perhaps the only things in this room that could be used in the plural are the piles of books.

Some of these books were collected by the old maid at the request of a kind-hearted court scholar, and the rest were second-hand books begged from various princes and princesses.

No teacher was willing to teach Tina, so she relied entirely on the old maid to teach her calligraphy and etiquette. The rest of the knowledge all came from books that could only be regarded as "enlightenment reading materials" and "fairy tales" in the outside world.

homework.