Every time I come home, my wife is making garbage

Chapter 50 The Black-Hearted Master Is Coming

The night is dark.

Zhang Jingyi put his arm around his wife and whispered in her ear, "Elizabeth, I want to learn some magic or combat skills, but for a blank slate like me, is it too late to learn now?"

"Of course it's not too late." Elizabeth said, "Even a magician over a hundred years old is still studying magic books desperately. My husband is only in his twenties, he still has a long life to live."

"It's good that we made it in time." Zhang Jingyi was overjoyed: "I saw that the werewolves have racial innate skills. Do we humans have them?"

"Yes!" Elizabeth said seriously, "Humans have many talents, much more than werewolves, catmen, etc. We have many talents and skills."

Zhang Jingyi was delighted: "For example?"

Elizabeth: [Diplomacy]: Increase the speed of gaining the trust and admiration of various races by 10%

Zhang Jingyi: "Sil! What about other racial talents?"

Elizabeth: "【Perseverance】, reduces the effect of mental magic on you."

Zhang Jingyi: "Sil! No, I don't want these talents that I don't have. Isn't there a racial talent like the werewolf's [Night Rush]?"

Elizabeth: "That skill is just to run faster. How can it be as useful as [Diplomacy]?"

Zhang Jingyi: "What is the most useful talent?"

"What's the most useful?" Elizabeth: "【Self-interest】, when making money for yourself, work enthusiasm +100%, when making money for others -50%."

Zhang Jingyi: "Si! What kind of talent is this? Why do I feel like I'm really good at it?"

Well, Zhang Jingyi now understood that what humans are good at is not fighting ability, but all kinds of messy things.

It's so sad!

"So which routes are suitable for humans?"

Elizabeth thought about it carefully: "Magicians, priests, warriors, knights, archers, these are all suitable for humans."

Zhang Jingyi: "What I want to learn most is magic, but considering that magic must be very slow to learn, I have to have some fighting ability before I can learn it, so it would be good for me to work part-time as a swordsman."

"Isn't that the magic swordsman?" Elizabeth: "The magic swordsman is very powerful, but he needs to master both swordsmanship and magic, and he needs to put in more effort than others."

"That's fine, isn't it? It's just a combination of literature and sports?" Zhang Jingyi said, "We are very good at combining Chinese and Western cultures and literature and sports."

"Well, I've already gone to bed today, so it's not convenient to practice swordsman skills. Let's start with magic." Elizabeth: "The first step to becoming a magician is 'meditation'. You must first learn to feel nature, feel the existence of magic from everything, and absorb it into your body."

She taught Zhang Jingyi the method of "meditation".

Zhang Jingyi climbed out of bed and sat cross-legged...

First, be still, then...

One hundred million words of meditation methods are omitted here. Friends who are interested can search it on Baidu.

The next morning.

The sun had just revived with full health, and Elizabeth woke up as well. When she opened her eyes, she saw Zhang Jingyi still sitting quietly on the bed.

"Honey, how's your meditation going? Did you feel the elemental magic of fire, water, wind, and earth?"

"no!"

Zhang Jingyi spread his hands: "I don't feel anything." Elizabeth flicked her fingers lightly, and a ball of fire burned in her palm: "The elemental magic in this world is very abundant, it's everywhere, it should be easy to feel it."

Zhang Jingyi: "Well...it seems that I still have a long way to go on my road to becoming a magician. Get up and learn swordsmanship in the early morning."

Elizabeth: "I can't teach you swordsmanship. You have to go find the guards."

Zhang Jingyi opened his treasure box, and quickly took out a "Xiu Chun Dao" and said with a smile: "Let's go!"

When Elizabeth saw the sword, she was stunned: "Another sword, exactly the same as the last one, this... Such an excellent sword, how can you have two identical ones?"

In Elizabeth's view, precious swords are rare treasures, and it would be a great honor for most people to have one. However, her husband generously gave a precious sword to his guard last time.

The guard had loyally protected his master 16 years ago and had raised Elizabeth in the past 16 years. It was reasonable to reward him with a sword for his hard work, so Elizabeth had no objection.

She just didn't expect that her husband could actually take out another identical sword.

No! Aren’t the precious swords here worthless?

The two passed through the portal and arrived at the town of Gilneas.

In the early morning, Gilneas was filled with a light mist. The hundreds of acres of farmland around the town had been sown with the new wheat seed "Marseille 12". The river water pumped up by the pump flowed happily in the irrigation canal. Several werewolves who had woken up early were applying fertilizer to the wheat fields. When they saw Zhang Jingyi and Elizabeth, they bowed respectfully.

Zhang Jingyi waved at them and smiled: "Have you started practicing the lessons I taught you these days? Very good."

The wolves said: "We all planted according to the method taught by His Majesty the King. If we can harvest 300 kilograms per acre this year, we can live a very wealthy life."

Zhang Jingyi smiled and said, "How daring a person is, how productive the land is. Don't always think about the pitiful figure of 300 kilograms. At least 400 kilograms should be harvested."

The wolves roared with joy: "Ahhh!"

Zhang Jingyi: "I'm going to practice swordplay first. You guys should come when the class starts."

Werewolves: “It will come!”

Behind the town of Gilneas, there is a small street where Elizabeth's guards live. At this time, the guards have already gotten up and are practicing swordsmanship in the open space behind the street.

Their swordsmanship is not weak, otherwise they would not have been able to join the Court Knights, but their age is a big problem, many of them are over 40 years old, and some are even over 50 years old.

The combat effectiveness is no longer as good as before.

"My husband, your King, wants to learn swordsmanship." Elizabeth went straight to the point: "Those of you who are the best at swordsmanship, please step forward."

A fifty-something guard stepped forward and said, "It is my honor."

"Hey, Her Majesty the Queen is talking about the best swordsman. What's the point of you standing out right away?" Another guard said with a smile, "You have to beat the sword in my hand to be qualified to stand out."

"Isn't it?" Another guard said, "Although I am old, I will not admit that you are better than me."

"Looks like we have to fight first." Another guard stepped forward.

They are about to start a quarrel.

Just then...

A snow-white magic owl flew low and landed on the shoulder of the captain of the guards. It muttered something and then exploded into particles of light and disappeared without a trace.

The captain of the guards' face darkened, and he said quickly, "Something bad has happened. The Blackhearted Mage and the Black Knight Feder led their troops into the western forest early this morning. I wonder if they have discovered anything."

(End of this chapter)