In fact, most people know what he said, but not many can actually do it.

Gavin has done it all in his past life and this life. His dazzling performance this morning is not only because of the combat skills he brought in his previous life, but also because of the militia training he has persisted in for the past eight years. He dare not say it is the most difficult and most difficult training.

The one who works hard, but is also one of the most self-disciplined ones - Zalanda's strict supervision is also indispensable.

"Three hundred times?!" Upon hearing this, the two and a half young men's faces suddenly drooped, and they said with a grimace, "We persist a hundred times every day, and we feel like we are about to fall down from exhaustion. No wonder the young master is so much better than us.

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"You are different from me. I can insist on doing it three hundred times a day because I don't need to work. You can still do it a hundred times while doing all kinds of work. It is already very impressive."

Only then did Gavin remember that this was Faerûn, not the Earth. Children of their age had already become part of the family's labor force. They were doing as much complicated work as adults, and some were even married and had children.

"In order to be as powerful as the young master, we must work hard to complete it three hundred times a day." The leading child, with perseverance in his eyes, cheered to his companions.

Gavin glanced at the two children with some admiration. He did not vent their anger, but encouraged them: "Okay, I'm waiting for your performance. As long as you work hard, I believe there will be a place for you in the Nott Cavalry in the future."

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It's a pity that I won't stay here long, otherwise I really want to train them and see their performance. However, as long as they are willing to work hard, they will still have a chance to stand out and shine under Zalanda.

After sending away the two and a half-year-old children, Gavin turned his eyes to a corner of the room and said, "Get up, I know you woke up early, don't tell me you don't understand Common Language."

The black shadow in the corner of the room squirmed and slowly sat up. It was the goblin warlock who was captured alive by Gavin, but its hands and feet were tied tightly. Sitting up was already its limit, although it didn't

He spoke, but his actions showed that he understood the common language, at least he could understand it.

After returning to Nott's Keep, Gavin selectively forgot to hand over the Goblin Warlock to Zalanda.

Zalanda did not know that she was too busy and forgot about this matter. She still assumed that the goblin warlock belonged to Gavin's personal property and recognized his military power. She did not send anyone to ask about the goblin warlock.

Gavin pulled out the dagger from his waist and walked towards the goblin warlock.

"Don't kill me... don't kill me... I am willing to be loyal to you, sir... I am willing to do anything for you, and I promise not to run away..." The goblin warlock squeezed towards the corner like a chrysalis, eager to

He crawled into the wall. Although he could speak Common Tongue, he was very poor. Two out of ten sentences were in Goblin Tongue.
Chapter completed!