Chapter 4 He Had Dual Talents

Mr. Tristan is a rare talent who cultivates both swordsmanship and magic?

When the time limit of the system was up, I can copy Mr. Marcus's talent, and I can also cultivate both swordsmanship and magic in the future... Marcus thought happily.

He had already found the next target to copy his talent!

In addition, Marcus found that the mage talent of Tristan paid more attention to alchemy, especially medicine refinement.

This was a very important thing. From now on, through this talent, Marcus could refine strength medicine, spirit medicine, and speed medicine, and so on by himself.

And these drugs were very expensive on the market. In their small town, there was even no market for them!

This well was a path to make money.

Thinking of this, Marcus hurriedly looked at Tristan again. He needed to confirm the target again.

However, the time limit of one hour just passed. Only when the time limit of eight hours was over and Marcus could copy others' talent could he scan Tristan's talent again.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you staring at me? Is there anything on my face?" Feeling the burning eyes of the students, Tristan felt a little unhappy.

No, you have a rich look on your face. Marcus immediately lowered his head and said sincerely, "Teacher, please teach me medium stage swordsmanship!"

Although he had just won a victory, he didn't lose his temper. His attitude towards learning was good.

"Okay, guys, you can go back to your training now!" Tristan ordered his students to continue their morning training. Then he turned to Marcus and said seriously, "Pick up your wooden sword!"

"Marcus, remember, the primary swordsmanship is only for you to have a preliminary grasp of the use of swords, and the medium swordsmanship is related to the swordsmanship!"

"Next, I will teach you the first sword skill,"

"Sword skill: meteor strike!"

It was late at night.

Stars were shining all over the sky, and the bright moon was hanging in the sky.

Standing on the hillside outside the school, Marcus sighed with emotion. If it was in his previous life, he would not see such a clean and beautiful night sky in that kind of environment full of city waste gas.

Yes, Marcus didn't go home after school. He had been waiting.

After eight hours.

Now, that was enough!

Marcus turned around and walked towards the back of the mountain. The Irises Knight Preliminary School was built near the mountain, and the back of the mountain was the residence of many teachers and students in the school.

There was no land threat in this world, and there were not many people, so there was no problem with the dormitory. Every teacher in the school could be allocated to a separate courtyard.

Soon, Marcus found the exclusive yard of Tristan.

In the yard, there was a deck chair. Tristan was lying on it in a daze, with several empty bottles at his feet. His eyes were blurred and intoxicated as he looked at the clear night sky.

He was enjoying his leisure after work.

Hiding outside the fence of the courtyard, Marcus's heart was beating fast. He said, "System, scanning talent, open!"

"Ding, the system is activated and the scanning talent is activated. The time limit is one hour. Please choose a target and copy the talent as soon as possible."

The next moment.

Again, Marcus saw the double talents of Tristan!

In the daytime, Marcus didn't make a mistake!

"Come out, Marcus." All of a sudden, a cold voice came from the yard. Tristan was a level-9 formal knight, which had the sharp insight.

"Teacher, I'm here to learn swordsmanship from you!"

Marcus trotted to him and found an excuse to hide his excitement.

Tristan sat up from the chair and looked at Marcus calmly. He didn't look like a man who had drunk more than ten bottles of rum

"You've been practicing sword all afternoon. Don't you want to have a rest tonight?"

Joss replied sincerely, "I'm far behind others. I hope I can make progress as soon as possible."

At this moment, he finally changed his attitude towards Marcus.

In the past, although Marcus had worked hard enough, his talent was too poor and he was doomed to fail.

But now, even if Marcus had shown his great talent which was far superior to other students, he was not arrogant. He was even willing to sacrifice his rest time to promote his growth.

How could a teacher not like this kind of hard-working and talented student?

"Not bad."

However, Tristan was a typical "strict teacher". Even if he liked Marcus, he wouldn't show much enthusiasm. He still analyzed for him with a straight face.

"It's not easy to learn the 'meteor strike', which was medium stage swordsmanship. If it were other students, even the excellent students of Grade Two, he would need to practice for a month, but you only spent an afternoon. This is your advantage."

What was this?

At that time, my knight talent was only at the medium stage. When I copied your talent, I was afraid that it would only take me an hour to completely grasp the meteor strike!

This was the difference between ordinary people and geniuses!

Of course, Marcus only dared to say these words in his heart. He would not tell his biggest secret in front of the teacher.

"But if you still want to make progress, then..." Tristan threw an iron sword to Marcus with his right hand and said, "Then use your new skill to chop me!"

Marcus looked at the iron sword in his hand and asked, "But, it isn't a wooden sword."

The wooden sword was used for practice.

And the sharp iron swords were used to kill people!

It was rare that a smile appeared on Tristan's face. He said, "It doesn't matter. If you can kill me, it means that I have taught you well. Besides, if you want to be a knight, you will kill someone sooner or later. Come on!"

"Then, I'm sorry to offend you!"

Without any hesitation, Marcus clenched the iron sword in his hand

"Sword skill: meteor strike!"

With a roar, Marcus held his sword and rushed towards Marcus. A cold light from the tip of his sword, like a meteor streaking through the night, shot straight at the spot between his eyebrows!

Such a fierce momentum was more than ten times stronger than the heart-stabbing sword of Jett!

For a level-1 apprentice, the outbreak of this move had already exceeded its burden!

This was a fatal attack!

A fatal blow!

However.

When the sword was about to reach the middle of Tristan's eyebrows, Tristan only stretched out two fingers and firmly clamped the sword tip. It was as simple as clamping chopsticks, and the iron sword in Marcus's hand could not be closer to him!

"Is this the power of level-9 formal knight?" He wondered.

No, it wasn't just strength!

The timing and accuracy of Mr. Tristan's attack were far beyond his!

And judging from his expression, he was very relaxed. He didn't even change his sitting posture!

For the first time, Marcus felt the difference between him and a formal knight.

Chapter 5 Arrogant Sister and Strength Medicine

With a flick of his fingertip, a strong force pushed Marcus back a few steps. With a straight face, he said seriously, "Is this the strongest move you can use now? Can't you hurt me at all? Are you worried that you will accidentally kill me?"

"Isn't it because you are too strong?" Marcus complained in his heart, but he pretended to be respectful and said, "If there is anything wrong with me, please teach me!"

"Force."

"Your talent is not bad. You can quickly grasp the skills of the moves. But if a knight wants to kill someone with his sword, the skills and strength are equally important. The strong can cut off steel even with a wooden sword. The weak can only kill ants even with divine weapons."

Marcus realized that he was a weak man.

By the way, even if they were equipped with powerful weapons, they could only kill nobodies?

Mr. Marcus, can you stop being so direct? He should at least show some respect to her students.

However, to be able to improve his swordsmanship, it didn't matter if he was proud or not!

"I see!" Marcus became more and more respectful. "Please teach me!"

"There's nothing to teach you about strength." Tristan said: "If you want to increase your strength, you have to increase the amount of practice and practice hard. Of course, you can also buy the strength medicine refined by the mage."

"But this kind of drug is very expensive. The price of a small bottle is almost equal to twenty bottles of rum. Anyway, I don't want to buy it. Moreover, in our small town, this drug is very priceless. As you know, the mage is very rare. Mage, who is proficient in alchemy, is even rarer."

Speaking of this, there was a little sadness in his eyes.

Tristan knew that he had the talent of mage, but he was born in a civilian family, so he didn't have the access to Mage School. When he was qualified, he missed the age of admission.

God made him suffer!

"I need to get the strength medicine as soon as possible. By the way, my arrogant little sister is a mage apprentice. Maybe I can get the goods from her." Marcus stood there and thought for a long time without saying anything.

"If you don't have anything else to do, you can leave now. I'm going to drink and enjoy the night."

Marcus had nothing else to do because just now, he had copied the double talent of Tristan!

In her mind, the system interface opened:

"Host: Marcus."

"Host talent: medium stage of knight talent, medium stage of mage talent."

He had dual talents!

Marcus also got it!

Unfortunately, the combined talent of the two middle-level knight talents did not make him directly reach the level of senior knight talent.

It must be a little pity.

"Sorry to bother you. Please excuse me."

After saying that respectfully, Marcus retreated obediently.

"Next time, remember to bring me a few bottles of rum. It's not a good habit to come here empty-handed." Tristan added.

"I understand."

Marcus left the courtyard.

He had gained a lot today, and Tristan's guidance was also very important.

Marcus's next goal was to get as much strength medicine as possible. Only by quickly gaining strong strength could he match his current talent and make his knight level truly make rapid progress!

As for the strength drug... What Tristan said was right. They couldn't buy it in this small town, and even if they could sell it, Marcus couldn't afford it with his pocket money.

"But now I have a good talent for extracting medicine!" Walking down the mountain, Marcus murmured to himself, "I can learn from myself. As long as I get the relevant information, everything will be fine!"

And this breakthrough is his sister, Alice!

Alice was one of the few students in the town who had the talent of mage. She was the top student who was qualified to send Aden City to the senior mage school, which was the main face of their family!

Besides, she has been suspended from school these days and happens to be at home!

She must have the mage alchemy textbook about the refining of power potions!

Thinking of this, Marcus bought some horse's hooves cakes in the night market in the small town with his pocket money and hurried home.

As the father of baron, he was sitting on the sofa in the living room and reading the newspaper. He took a look at his useless son who rushed in and questioned, "You brat, why do you come home so late today? Where did you go to fool around again?"

Marcus ignored him and went straight to the second floor. He knocked on the bedroom door that Alice closed tightly:

"Sister! Sister! Brother is back from school! I bought your favorite cake!"

The door was not opened, and a beautiful girl's voice was heard through the door:

"Don't flatter me. What's wrong with you, loser?"

"Loser?"

"Humph! Little sister, don't you know that your brother has become a genius now? If you keep calling me like that, I'll slap you in the face."

Marcus's heart was crooked. He said, "Sister, what bad thoughts can brother have? I just did it for your good!"

The door was opened with a bang.

Alice, who was wearing pajamas, looked pretty and attractive. Her long silver hair gave off a charming fragrance.

Unfortunately, this girl had never been a gentle person. She even looked down upon her brother who was good for nothing. She grabbed the horseshoe cake in Marcus's hand and slammed the bedroom door again. She didn't speak anything with Marcus.

Marcus was taken aback. "Well, sister, I have one more thing to ask you. Can I borrow the medicine textbook of your mage academy?"

"Well, I know you have ulterior motives. Here you are for the sake of the cake!" The bedroom door opened a crack and a book was handed out.

Marcus hurriedly took it and opened the list. Fortunately, there was a chapter about the refining of strength medicine.

Alice's questioning voice came from the door, "But brother, you are the knight. Why do you borrow my medicine textbook?"

Marcus looked at the page and replied casually, "I plan to refine my own strength medicine for me."

"Just you? You think too simply about the alchemy skill, don't you? Let me tell you clearly, even as a first-class student if I want to refine the lowest grade strength medicine, I need the help of my master!"

"It's okay. I'm confident."

His arrogant sister didn't talk much with Marcus. She just said coldly

"Humph!"

As expected, he was despised by his sister every day!

Marcus didn't care about it at all. He went downstairs while reading the magic textbook and calculating the price of the materials needed.

Their father, Orne, was still concentrating on reading the newspaper. Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed his broad shoulder, which startled him.

The old father turned his head and saw the flattering smile on his son's face. "You brat, what are you doing?"

Marcus smiled and said, "Father, please give me 17 gold coins!"

It was exactly like the way he fawned on his mother in his previous life when he massaged her shoulders and asked for money!