The busyness of Deep Rock Fortress

   "Of course. I once said that the pursuit of the level of spellcasting is endless. But the follow-up content, I can't tell you yet!" Leiter stood up.

   "Okay, then I will train hard and try to find out as soon as possible." Riley pouted.

   "Come on! I like you!"

  The father and son chatted for a while, and Tucker, Tadel, and Coors walked together from outside the training ground.

  Tadr and Coors were smiling playfully. When they entered the door and saw Leiter, they immediately put on a respectful expression, "My lord, good afternoon!"

   Tucker grinned and said with a smile: "Father, we have all mastered the phantom backtracking, and I am going to compete with them!"

   "It's a good thing to learn from each other." Leiter said with a smile: "I hope you can make progress!"

"We will not only compete with Master Tucker, but also between me and Tadel." After Coors said, he glanced at Tadel provocatively, "I think... Tadel must have masochism, Losing to me last time was not enough, want to experience it again today?"

   "Coors, last time I had diarrhea, I lost half a trick to you. This time you have to be mentally prepared, don't be beaten all over the place by me!" Tadel replied not to be outdone.

"Oh! My God, you can come up with such a lame excuse as 'diarrhea'!" Coors opened his mouth wide and said in an exaggerated tone: "I suggest you go to the toilet now, don't be about to lose later, Come up with such a ridiculous excuse again!"

   "Impossible!" Tadel blushed slightly.

   "No, it's very possible!"

  Seeing the pair of good friends bickering again, Leiter smiled softly, and walked outside silently.

  Taker shouted from behind: "Father, don't you come to see my brilliant performance?"

   "If you win, tell me at dinner time.

   If you lose, I will be very embarrassed! "

  Rett's voice floated from the front, and Tucker muttered unhappily: "Hmph, Father doesn't believe me, how could I lose?"

   After finishing speaking, he looked at Ruilai and was still waiting in place. Tucker's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and put his arms around his shoulders, "Ruilai still understands me, go in and watch me show my skills!"

  Rilei hesitated for a moment, then nodded and followed. He was also curious about what kind of scene it would be like to master the knight duel between the phantom backtracking.

   Due to the deepest area, Franno and Lauryn are teaching archery.

  In order not to disturb the ongoing training, the three only picked an open space in the middle area.

  Tak held the sword and shield, and lightly struck and collided, making a clear sound.

   "You two, who will come first?"

  Taddell thought for a while, and replied: "Master Tucker, why don't you let Coors and I decide the winner first, and then let the winner compete with you?"

   "This is a good way." Tucker nodded, and the long sword hit the shield three times, urging: "Then hurry up, let the two of you compete first!"

  Coors showed a smile on his face, and turned to look at his old partner, "Taddle, are you ready to lose to me?"

  Tadr clenched his long sword and shouted, "Coors, come here and get beaten!"

  The two were talking trash to each other, but the next moment, the eyes of the two suddenly became sharp, and they attacked each other's position!

Ding!

   Like two meteorites colliding, the slashing of the long sword burst out a little spark.

  The two hold swords in both hands, wrestling with each other, and the two fighting spirit rays of light complement each other.

  Through the light, both of them stared straight at each other!

  Although it was not a life-and-death battle, the bond between the two of them, they knew each other very well, and they could think of the ridicule they would suffer in the future if they lost, so they both put out their best!

  Taddell and Coors blushed, and the veins on their arms were exposed.

   But the stalemate lasted for more than ten seconds, and no one's long sword overwhelmed the opponent.

  Finally, the two of them bounced back, stabilized their bodies, and rushed over quickly.

   ding ding ding

  Dangdang

  The sound of clashing swords and shields was heard endlessly. When the two were fighting fiercely, Tadel suddenly flashed red and walked around behind Coors.

  Coors had a weird smile on his mouth, as if he had expected it, he also cast phantom backtracking!

  Red lights intersected, and Coors appeared behind Tadel, "I knew you would come around behind me at this time! Admit defeat!"

   While speaking, the long sword stabbed straight at the opponent's back.

  At the same time, Coors is always paying attention, if the other party is too slow to react, he will definitely stop in time!

  The next moment, a voice sounded.

   "The person who talks the most is often more likely to lose, don't you know?"

   Immediately afterwards, Coors' eyes blurred, and Tadel's figure suddenly disappeared, and the long sword in his hand naturally disappeared!

  A sense of crisis in his heart prompted Coors to turn behind him, but a shield slapped him horizontally, and the whistling wind set off a wave.

  However, at the moment when he was about to hit, Coors' body flashed backward again.

  Relying on the phantom backtracking, the two launched multiple attacks and dodged many times in a short period of time!

  Rilei was almost dazzled by the sidelines. The two of them shuttled back and forth on the battlefield, and the speed they achieved was extremely rare among first-level knights.

   Greatly improved the exciting level of sparring!

   "You despicable guy, you can only engage in sneak attacks!" Tadel spat.

   Coors' eyes widened even more, "Good guy, you were the one who attacked first, but you still took a bite back."

   After finishing speaking, he raised his sword and rushed forward again.

   Half an hour later.

  The discussion came to an end. The two were more than ten meters apart, looking at each other out of breath, with dissatisfaction in their eyes.

   "Come here!" Coors hooked his hands.

   "Why don't you come over, I'll be waiting for you here!" Tadel replied.

  The physical strength of the two is exhausted, and whoever launches an attack will be more likely to fall into the passive position.

  They knew it well, and they were all waiting for the other party to make the first move.

   "Taddell, if you want to have diarrhea, give up and I'll let you go." Coors said with a smile.

   "Coors, if you are dreaming, I can slap you awake." Tadel put the long sword on the ground and propped himself up, trying to save his energy.

   Seeing that both of them were in a bad state, they moved their mouths instead of using their hands, Tucker yelled dissatisfiedly: "Hey, who will win and who will lose, can you still fight me like this?

  It's so exhausting, it's not fun to win! "

Tucker sighed, turned his head to see the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky, rolled his eyes, and said, "You keep fighting, and the one who wins will compete with me next time, forget it today." After speaking, he headed towards training Run outside.

  Riley touched his chin in surprise, looked at the sunset in the sky, and followed Tucker's reaction thoughtfully.

   "Father, where is that mirror, take it out quickly, I want to learn the second level of phantom backtracking!"

  Taker rushed from the training ground all the way to the fifth floor of Deep Rock Castle, and yelled loudly when he came up.

   "Father?" Tucker yelled again when no one responded.

   "Stop arguing, your father is not deaf!" Leiter walked out of the passage, rolling his eyes at Tucker helplessly, "I'm afraid I've said it ten thousand times, but you can't fix your loud voice.

  I'm really worried that my grandson, Dick, will be yelled into a deaf man by you! "

  Tak scratched his head with a silly smile, "Hey, Father, Riley didn't copy down the second level of phantom backtracking before.

  But the content of the first level has been mastered by me quite proficiently. Now that the sun is setting, the timing is perfect and it's time to learn the second layer! "

   "Okay, just a second!"

   Although Leiter complained about Tucker's recklessness, he was quite satisfied with his eldest son's vitality and fighting spirit every day.

   Went to the room, and Leiter, who walked out of the passage again, put the mirror in front of the window, on the carpet ten meters away.

  In an instant, the familiar scene reappeared.

  A piece of red light reflected on the ceiling, refracting densely packed words and patterns.

  Rilei sat on the chair by the fireplace, started writing quickly, and leaned over the table to start transcribing.

  Tuck stood where he was, observing intently.

   Lines of words came into his mind, making every cell in his body tense. After comprehending the content of the second floor, Tucker soon felt that something was wrong.

  Different from trying quickly last time, this time I stood in place for a long time.

  Rett was sitting on the soft chair, seeing Tucker with thick eyebrows and big eyes frowning, his steps seemed to be moving, but he stopped.

   Such a tangled situation lasted for half an hour.

   It wasn't until the sun went down that the afterglow of living in the world was taken away, and the room seemed a little drowsy.

   On Tucker's broad forehead, beads of sweat appeared, his eyes seemed to be dull, and he said shortly, "It's too difficult...It's too difficult..."

  Rui Lai closed the notebook in his hand. The content of this fighting skill was complicated, densely packed with patterns and words. Only his painting skills in the family were good enough for this job.

   Even so, the content he just copied is less than one-tenth.

  He stepped forward and touched Tucker on the shoulder, "Come on, sit down and rest for a while."

   "Huh." Tucker sat down and took a deep breath.

   After Tucker calmed down, Leiter asked: "Looking at your performance, the second floor seems to be much more difficult?"

"Hmm!" Tucker's eyes flashed solemnly, and he said, "The difficulty has been doubled! The route of combat energy operation is much more complicated than that of the first layer, and the operation method is also different. Although I just realized it a little, the distance is completely Master, there are still one hundred and eight thousand miles."

   "What about its effect?" Riley asked.

   "The effect of the second level... seems to be able to mark the fighting spirit and hit any position." Tucker thought about it and said, "But it seems that there are many restrictions. I haven't read it just now, so I can't explain the specific effect."

   "But one thing is for sure. Although the second layer is difficult, after mastering it, it must be much better than the first layer!" Tucker patted his chest confidently.

"That's great!" Leiter tapped his fingers on the table, making a thumping sound, and said in a deep voice, "If it's true as you said, you can hit the fighting skill mark at any position, and it will be completely solved. You can only walk along the path. The path that has been passed creates a rapid shortcoming.

   This is of great significance in actual combat! "

  Rylai nodded in agreement, thinking of the scene where Tadel and Coors frequently used phantom backtracking this afternoon when they exchanged ideas.

  He secretly thought: "If it is not restricted, how strong is this fighting skill?"

  Five days passed in a flash.

  The morning of June 6th.

  It was just dawn, and the castle of Deep Rock Castle was running up and down at a high speed.

  The housekeeper, Sveta, is very busy inside and out.

"Leo, you and Bella quickly sprinkle these petals on the passage on the left." Sveta, the housekeeper, handed two baskets decorated with colorful petals to the young servant, "Remember, it must be spread evenly. , you go to the end first, the border with the vice castle, and then sprinkle while retreating, don't step on the petals!"

  As soon as Leo and Bella put down the two boxes of red wine, they took a flower basket out of Sveta's hands and said earnestly: "Understood, Mr. Sveta." Then they hurried to the end of the aisle!

"Slow down, don't shake the petals!" Anxious Sveta ordered, and went to the kitchen again, "Ms. Maru, I know that today's task is difficult, so I ordered Bertha and Tinian to assist today. Your work, but what about their figures?"

"Mr. Housekeeper, I'll ask them to ask Master Ruilai for some ice cubes. I have a lot of micro-processed ingredients on hand, which need to be frozen for several hours." Maru turned his back to the kitchen door, and took it from the closet hanging on the wall A stack of plates.

  Suddenly, Maru slipped and lost his balance, shaking back and forth.

  When she was about to scream, a pair of big hands behind her pushed her tightly.

  Maru hugged the plate and stabilized himself, making sure it didn't fall to the ground. After putting it down, he patted his chest, "Oh, it's so dangerous!"

   "Thank you, Mr. Sveta!" Maru turned around and said with a smile, "You haven't had breakfast yet? I have a few pieces of cheese here, you might as well fill your stomach."

   "No need, just be careful." Sveta still had a lot to do, so he didn't want to say more. After giving an order, he hurried to the hall and stared at Shar, who was placing decorations on the dining table, until they were all finished and there were no omissions. Then he nodded in satisfaction.

  Out of the castle, a gust of autumn wind toppled his hat.

  Sveta was startled, jumped lightly, quickly grabbed the hat with his left hand, frowned and looked at the dark clouds in the sky, "Oh, why isn't the weather more cooperative? Today is obviously a day of great joy..."

  He came to the gardener maid who was cutting flowers and plants, "Rachel, it's a bit windy today, so always pay attention to the fallen leaves on the ground and the garbage that comes from nowhere!"

   Rachel with her ponytail tied turned her head, her eyes were bright, and she said, "Okay, Mr. Sveta!"

  The sound of rolling wheels pulled Sveta's gaze.

  A horse pulled a wooden cart and walked into the manor, George reined in and stopped.

   Immediately there were six entourages, who moved the milk in the car and transported it to the direction of the castle, with extremely quick movements.

"Ellie, you can take a good rest. You can leave the work of carrying the milk to other people." Sveta noticed that among the six followers, the shortest one was recognizable at a glance even though his hair was shaved short. out.

  Ellie, holding the milk bucket in both hands, smiled, "Mr. Sveta, I volunteered for help. Today is an important day for Riley, and I must participate!"

   "Hoho, what a sensible kid." Sveta praised with a smile.