The sun's shadow is slanted, and the birds return to their nests.

The gradually passing dusk dyed the earth the last bit of apricot color. The darkness of the night disappeared in the corner of sight before we could pay attention. The summer cicadas were chirping like crazy, and the unique sultry feeling of summer nights settled in the air. Even the slight gusts of wind were filled with a warm and wet feeling.

The street lights along the road have been turned on, just like the street lights of the stars on the ground show their presence next to the dim road. The new street light connected with the latest electrical network system only requires a simple operation by the operator, which is enough to light up the street lights of the entire college. This was a work that required many street light managers to complete in the past, but now it only requires one action and can be solved in just a few seconds.

It is brighter than torches or oil lamps and is more convenient to use. Since the invention of the electrical lighting system more than a hundred years ago, the empire has spared no effort to promote the use of electricity in various territories, and now it has basically ensured that the supply of electricity is provided around major cities.

The discrete magic power in nature is extracted as primary energy using tools covering ancient texts, and then the magic power is converted into electricity suitable for transmission through the conversion device. Then, through transmission, substation and distribution, the electricity used for driving tools is supplied to each user.

As a representative of the "new product" that integrates engineering and magic, the invention of electrical engineering has greatly changed the world. Since the 1980s, the continuous invention and application of these "new things" has set off a new engineering revolution after the steam mechanism.

The vibrant new engineering and the continuous development of magic since ancient times have changed the lives of most civilized races in the world. Even the most conservative Gulinius cannot deny that these new things have brought too much convenience to life.

The Katris Academy, which gradually shrouded in the night, seemed quite lively. Without the sun, the tormenting thing that made people's skin and eyes, the temperature became slightly acceptable. Apprentices who were unwilling to act outside also surged on the streets, enjoying the leisure after the day's schoolwork.

The sports venue was noisy at this time. Apprentices who were willing to exercise themselves began to use the facilities in this venue to move their bodies, which became dull due to the feeling of fatigue caused by the high temperature during the day. From simple long-distance running to ball sports, apprentices were scattering their youthful sweat on this stadium.

In the corner of the sports field, there is a clearing ground simply divided into several pieces by barbed wire. This is a driving range for apprentices to learn swordsmanship or bows. Under simple lighting, you can see that there are various targets for practicing weapons in each open space.

However, whether it is swordsmanship, bowsmanship, etc., or other courses that require this venue, are not compulsory courses for college courses. A long time ago, this course using cold weapons had retreated to the second line and was only open to apprentices in need.

However, there are very few apprentices with this need. On the list of optional courses provided by the college to apprentices, all courses using cold weapons are the least popular. The number of registrations for these courses is difficult to form a complete class for many years, so in the end they have to barely organize them together for teaching.

It is in such a driving range that people are now using it to practice weapons, and the sound of hard objects hitting echoes above the open space.

It was Oscar, who was constantly wielding the wooden practice sword in his hand to hit the target in front of him.

The doll made of straw is covered with a layer of wooden "armor" that cut corners. The broken dolls and armor seem to have been a few years old, but they have not been completely broken and left here as a target. There are many scars added to the Oscar's continuous hits.

On the other hand, Liqi's attention was not on Oscar. She sat on a messy lawn and stared at the street lights not far away. The paper bag placed at her feet contained a few freshly baked sweet cakes, and the aroma of cream was emitted into the air with the heat.

Looking at the street lights that attracted many nocturnal insects because they were too bright, Liqi's thoughts floated to somewhere. As if it was a mechanical action, she casually stuffed a slightly yellow sweet cake into her mouth, and her eyes were still locked on the street light not far away.

After looking at Liqi who was distracted, Oscar freed his hand to wipe the sweat from his head, and gasped and said, "No, sorry, Miss Liqi...How long does it take for me to do this?"

Oscar stood in the middle of the open space and supported the medium-sized wooden practice sword in his hand, which was almost half a person tall, on the ground. From just now, he had been swinging the wooden sword at Liqi's request to hit a simple doll in front of him, and he had hit it hundreds of times.

He really didn't know what other value was there in Liqi's case to let him repeat this monotonous mechanical activity, besides consuming physical strength. The continuous waving made his hands seem to be no longer his, and the feeling of fatigue filled every cell in his body from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"Ah? Oh... you mean hit training." Liqi, who was pulled back to reality by him, was stunned for a moment, but she did not hide the fact that she was distracted. She just looked at him and said in a drowsy tone, "You have only waved so many times... I think it shouldn't be a thousand, right?"

Liqi clapped her hands, stood up, and walked staggeringly to Oscar. The boy who had been seriously beating the target was almost exhausted and was now put on the practice sword that supported the ground, which was like using this sword as a crutch.

"You mean...a thousand times?"

Hearing Liqi's words, Oscar's face turned pale due to his redness in his body. In fact, her request was not impossible, but he had a premonition that if he really used a medium-sized practice sword to hit a thousand times as Liqi said, he would definitely not be able to get out of bed tomorrow due to muscle soreness.

"Ahh, you heard it right. It's not ten thousand, it's just a thousand strokes." Liqi nodded, and deliberately burst out a more exaggerated number like a joke. "Since you said you want to work hard to become stronger, isn't it natural to train your muscles? Do you think there is a way to become stronger in this world by meditation?"

Liqi's tone was merciless, and Oscar also knew that she was talking about the right theory. Spells must continue to practice and learn to improve their spell casting ability. Those who use their bodies to fight naturally have to exercise their bodies through various means. Technology, strength, experience, are indispensable.

He would stand here to receive Liqi's training, because he told Curt that he wanted to work hard to make himself stronger. After visiting Liqi's dormitory that day, he fainted due to poisoning, he expressed his determination to Curt, hoping that Curt could teach him how to use weapons to fight.

Of course, he didn't know that he had fainted by Liqi and Curt, but even if he knew, he would choose to ask these two siblings for advice.

I hope to become an excellent mercenary because of his own personal reasons. It is just that the actual battle is very different from what he imagined, and if he is not careful, he may have to sacrifice his life. After actually participating in the work of a mercenary, he realized that at his current level, participating in the battle is undoubtedly a drag.

Being strong is not an end, it is just a means to achieve the end - if he does not want to die in the mercenary work he voluntarily chooses to join, he must train himself.

Just when Oscar complained but returned to the training position honestly, Liqi suddenly changed her mind: "Forget it, Eternal City was not built in one day, and it is impossible for the warrior to be refined by just one day of training. So, now I will give you two choices - continue to swing at that target a thousand times, or engage in a simple simulation battle with me, which one do you choose?"

Oscar was stunned. He turned his face stiffly and looked at Liqi who was so relaxed and said, "Please, do I have any choice? Miss Liqi, what to do with another thousand strokes...you should spare me. As for that "simple" simulation battle... I don't think fighting with you can be considered a simple thing."

Oscar did not forget how he was treated when he challenged Curt at the South Wind Tavern and asked for a simulated battle. The sick mercenary took a stick to break up the spell thrown by Oscar, and then knocked him out before he could react.

As for the weak girl in front of her, Oscar would not underestimate her - the final scene of the spider who was knocked into pieces by her is still vivid in my mind. It is because I know that these two people are completely different from me that Oscar hopes that they will teach them how to become stronger.

But now she has made a request for a battle... Oscar thinks that if she really chooses to fight with her, it might be even worse than another thousand swings.

"The choice is in your hands, and how to choose is your freedom." Liqi stood ten steps ahead of Oscar, her eyes were dull, but she was undoubtedly staring at him. "Whether it is swinging practice or simulating battle with me, I only provide options and will not help you make a decision."

Swing is a practice of physical strength and strength, and fighting with Liqi, an opponent that is far stronger than most people he has ever seen, is definitely much more meaningful than practicing alone.

How to choose? It seems that there should be no doubt at the beginning. After a moment of silence, Oscar suddenly laughed.

--why not?

Taking a deep breath, the air relieved the fatigue in his body. The rest just now had already restored some physical strength, and now he had the strength to move his body. He looked at the position where Li Qi was, raised the practice sword in his hand in front of him, and made a gesture of preparing to attack.

"It's very good. At least in this regard, you're half qualified." Liqi showed a little praise in her eyes, but she still didn't make any move to fight. "Attack, I promise not to fight back - as long as you can hit me, even your partner will be qualified."
Chapter completed!