This knight is too perfect

Chapter 28 Ghetto

Baron's Castle, the fifth day after Rhine pulled out the sword from the stone.

Fergus's private training ground.

"Not enough, Rhine, your sword is not fast enough, because I can't sense the killing intent from your sword."

Fergus easily dodged Rhine's attacks while commenting on his movements.

Even though Rhine had already tried his best at this time, and his swordsmanship level had reached a level far beyond that of ordinary people.

But the absolute gap in physical fitness made Fergus unable to do so even without using his extraordinary abilities.

He can still easily see through all of Rhine's moves and respond correctly.

However, after hearing the comments from Fergus, Rhine quickly changed its offensive.

It was clearly just a wooden sword for practice, but when Rhine wielded it, it felt like a real sword.

Every move was aimed at Fergus's vital points.

Although Rhine has made changes, he still cannot pose any substantial threat to Fergus.

Just when Rhine thought he had found Fergus's weakness and slashed at his neck with a sword.

Fergus suddenly pulled out the knife from his waist and used it to block Rhine's attack.

boom!
The appearance of the knife instantly blocked Rhine's attack, and his movements even came to a halt.

Fergus seized the opportunity and whipped Rhine in the stomach with his leg.

The kick was so powerful that Rhine rolled several times on the grass of the training ground before finally stopping.

Unlike his usual gentleness, Fergus became extremely strict when teaching.

He did not check whether Rhine was okay at the moment.

Instead, he severely analyzed the mistake he had just made.

"Rhine, you certainly have great intuition and talent, but you also have a very fatal weakness now."

"That is, your current physical fitness, even with the blessing of extraordinary power, is still just reaching the level of an ordinary adult."

"This kind of physical fitness is the weakest among all the Black Iron-level Beyonders I have ever seen."

"In this regard, even many extraordinary monsters that are not ranked are much stronger than you."

"So, the most serious mistake you just made was hesitation. Hesitation means defeat, Rhine."

Fergus put away the knife in his hand, put down the training sword in his hand, and looked at Rhine who had stood up again in the distance.

"Rhine, you must remember that the only way for a weak person to defeat a strong person is to seize that fleeting opportunity."

"Although your last sword attack was great, it didn't come when it should have. Your hesitation beforehand had already allowed me to figure out your plan and prepare in advance."

"so……"

Just when Fergus was about to say something, Ron, who was sitting under a tree drinking, suddenly interrupted him.

"Stop talking, old man. Why don't you take a look at your head?"

Hearing Ron's words, Fergus immediately raised his head in surprise.

Just above his head, he saw a pitch-black crow holding a jar and hovering right above him.

As for what Shadow Crow was holding at this moment, it was naturally the "flame can" filled with kerosene.

If this fire pot were to hit him, the result would be self-evident.

"You kid..."

Fergus looked at Rhine in the distance in astonishment, and already understood the true meaning of Rhine's sword just now.

It turns out that the essence of Rhine's sword was not to find Fergus's weakness, but to make Fergus think he had found his weakness.

He just wanted to make Fergus careless, and he was even willing to bet his own "life" for this.

After all, Rhine knew very well that in the face of absolute strength, if he only relied on normal means, he would never be able to defeat Fergus.

What is Rhine betting on?
The bet is that as long as Fergus feels that he has 'won', then he will let his guard down.

And this moment of relaxation is Rhine's only chance to defeat Fergus.

There is no doubt that Rhine not only waited for this opportunity, but also seized it. Rhine looked at Fergus, who was surprised, touched his abdomen in pain, and smiled reluctantly: "Use everything you can, this is exactly what you said, Teacher Fergus, isn't it?"

"..."

The corners of Fergus' mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless for a moment.

What I said is true, but aren't you learning too fast?
Because from a practical point of view, the kick he just made could only be considered to have severely injured Rhine, but was far from killing him.

But if Rhine let the fire pot fall, even if he was a Black Iron-level Punishment Knight.

Faced with this oil fire that was like a thorn in his side, there was a high probability that he would be burned to death.

Fergus didn't expect that he was talking so much in the last second, but in the next second he found out that he was the clown.

The slap in the face came so quickly, doesn't he have any dignity?
But in fact... he really doesn't care about his face!
"Well done, Rhine. It seems you really listened to what I said."

Fergus came to Rhine, patted his shoulder with a big laugh, and looked very happy.

face?

Isn’t the best honor for a teacher to see the students he/she taught become better and better?

But sometimes the students being taught are too smart, which may not necessarily be a good thing.

Because he had only taught Rhine for a few days.

But Rhine was about to empty out all his savings.

Judging from Fergus' experience, Rhine, as a Black Iron-level Extraordinary Person, has only one shortcoming left except for his slightly poor physical condition and thin source reserves.

That is experience, the experience of fighting extraordinary people and extraordinary monsters.

Under normal circumstances, Fergus wouldn't be too anxious.

He will let Rhine get in touch with the extraordinary little by little and continue to accumulate valuable experience in the process.

But we already knew that the Holy Communion Society might target the castle.

Fergus felt that he had to make Rhine grow up as quickly as possible.

After all, the only certainty about the future is its uncertainty.

No one can know which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, Fergus decided to make a relatively risky decision.

"Rhine, go back and get ready. I'll take you to Thorn Town in the evening."

"After all, defense is always passive. We must find a way to understand everything that is happening in the castle now, and the impact this change may have on us."

"For this, even if it means taking some risks, it's worth it."

Hearing this, Rhine was stunned at first, then nodded and said, "Okay."

At night, in the town of Thorn, the closest city to the Baron's castle.

As the city closest to the Baron's Castle in the Thorn Territory, the town of Thorn is not ranked high in the entire Principality of Morton.

But in the Territory of Thorns, it is undoubtedly the largest city, with a permanent population of nearly 50,000.

Where there are people, there are classes, and where there are classes, there are rich and poor.

Although there are not many people in Thorn Town, it is divided into so-called slums and rich areas.

It is different from the wealthy areas with gorgeous buildings, clean streets and orderly public security.

The slums of Thorn Town are dirty and filled with many people of different identities and unknown origins, making the public security here very worrying.

But it is precisely because of this chaotic environment that the slums have a very good characteristic.

That is, as long as you are careful enough, you can find any information about Thorn Town here.

Even though a lot of the information here seems hard to tell whether it's true or false, and most of it is trivial.

But many times, the truth is often hidden in these inconspicuous details.

On this dark, moonless night, two figures, one large and one small, quietly entered the slums of Thorn Town under the cover of darkness...

These two people were none other than Rhine and Fergus.

(End of this chapter)