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Two years have passed.
Having been reborn, he did not slack off for a moment. He not only successfully advanced to the rank of apprentice knight, but also learned from the panel that he was only halfway to becoming a full knight.
The butler, Leon, once praised him, saying that his greatest talent was his ability to endure loneliness and cultivate his spiritual understanding.
Coupled with his already excellent physical aptitude, he was no less capable than ordinary royal members who cultivated superior-grade breathing techniques.
Aside from this excellent-grade knight breathing technique.
The Field family, which Arthur controls, also has a rudimentary "Baby Breathing Technique" and a regular "Frosty Raven Breathing Technique".
These are the most valuable foundations upon which the Field family has built its reputation.
Even the most basic level of "Baby Breathing Technique" is a highly sought-after treasure.
among them.
The "Frosty Raven Breathing Technique" is only taught to servants who are loyal enough to the family and have made great contributions; the butler Leon is one of them.
Of the nine members of his personal guard of knights, only three practiced the "Frost Raven Breathing Technique".
The rest of the people could only practice the rudimentary level of "Toothed Pig Breathing Technique".
Even when there was a strong need for military power, he did not lose his rational thinking and relaxed the requirements for granting the "Frosty Raven Breathing Technique".
Having been given a second chance at life, he knew that being too hasty would lead to failure.
Half a month ago.
Arthur's act of passing on half of the rudimentary "Baby Breathing Technique" to the newly formed militia was a bold move.
Because his tactic of using the precious Knight's Breathing Technique as a gimmick to recruit militia members would surely attract...
Think about this.
He rose from his seat at the head of the long table and went to the high window of the fortress.
He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out the window.
He murmured the thoughts he had just finished:
Winter has come to the North, and the long night will soon follow.
Endless darkness breeds evil thoughts in people's hearts.
Arthur had long realized:
What he needs to face and think about now is not the yet-to-come crisis of a kingdom divided by warlords.
Rather, it is—thieves, bandits, and monsters whose evil thoughts, born of the long night, could invade the territory at any time.
Chapter 2 Militia Drills
The next day, early in the morning.
Today is militia training day.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
The shrill sound of a bell shattered the silence of the Blackrock Fortress barracks.
Then, a group of vigorous young men walked out of the barracks in a grand procession.
They wore loose linen shirts and knee-length shorts.
This group of young men were new recruits of the militia whom Arthur had conscripted and gathered together.
After two weeks of rigorous training, they have begun to get used to life in the barracks.
Daily practice begins.
The new recruits will spend the morning doing physical training.
The training content includes:
Endurance training for long-distance running;
Weighted strength training;
Agility training around a pillar.
Finally, they will conclude their morning physical training with a stretching and recovery rest.
This whole process was so demanding that few people could handle it in the first week.
But this was a high-intensity physical training program that Arthur specifically designed.
After all, since they had been taught only half of the rudimentary "Baby Breathing Technique," they couldn't be trained using ordinary methods.
Because the knight's training is—constant honing and fighting.
The Knight Breathing Technique is a method that continuously taps into the knight's physical potential, making them stronger over time.
Therefore, to learn the Knight Breathing Technique, one must first possess a certain level of physical strength.
Especially for higher-level knight breathing techniques, the requirements for the initial physical tempering are more demanding.
This is also an important reason why his father, Richard, only taught him the superior-grade "Flame Lion Breathing Technique" when he was sixteen years old.
Arthur knew that this was the result of his mental maturity and early efforts after being reborn.
Otherwise, given his declining family background and without the acceleration provided by extraordinary external aids, he might have had to wait another two years to learn the "Fire Lion Breathing Technique."
Compared to the excellent-grade "Flame Lion Breathing Technique", the basic-grade "Toothed Pig Breathing Technique" has less stringent learning requirements.
However, the able-bodied men he selected from his territories only barely met the minimum requirements for cultivation.
Therefore, in order to help these new recruits get started with the "pig breathing method" more quickly, he put them through rigorous physical training.
After all, the essence of Knight Breathing Technique is still based on the potential breakthrough of human life force.
"Vitality" is the vigorous life force and vitality inherent in the human body, and it is the fundamental energy for the existence of life.
People with abundant vitality tend to have better physical fitness and stronger healing abilities.
Even when severely injured, they can recover at an astonishing speed, demonstrating extraordinary resilience and endurance in battle.
After undergoing intense physical training, his new recruits practice the "Toothed Pig Breathing Method," which accelerates the orderly flow of life force within their bodies, thereby consolidating their own life force and ultimately promoting physical recovery.
After an afternoon of Knight Breathing Technique practice.
Finally, what awaited these new recruits was tactical and combat training.
At this time of year, the new recruits, who have just regained their energy, complain endlessly.
Because their next real-world opponent was none other than him and the squire knight guard led by Captain Leon.
There were 150 militiamen present, 90 of whom were regular soldiers, with 10 militiamen fighting against one squire.
The remaining 60 militiamen were divided into two groups: one to fight against Captain Leon of the Guard, and the other to fight against him.
The militiamen assigned to fight against him and Captain Leon of the Royal Guard did not feel fortunate because of their numerical advantage; instead, they were even more distressed.
"If Captain Leon's axe had been any faster today, I would have been meeting my ancestors much earlier!"
"You're lucky you were assigned to Captain Leon. Our lord's swordsmanship is even more accurate than the town's famous tailor's needlework; he'll find our weaknesses and patch them up."
"Hey guys, stop talking. By the time training is over, my arms will probably be as hard as an anvil."
"..."
Amidst complaints, tactical and combat training began.
After half an hour passed.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
As the last militiaman collapsed from exhaustion on the training field, the bell rang from the distant barracks.
This signifies the end of today's militia drills, signaling that they can finally rest.
So, all the new recruits present, enduring the pain from the recent combat exercise, helped each other leave the training ground, chatting and laughing all the way:
"Hehe! Today we held out for one more minute against the lord, which shows more spirit than your group yesterday."
Is there a difference between 30 minutes and 29 minutes?
"That's all because the lord suppressed his strength to fight against you."
"..."
Look towards the center of the training field.
Arthur and his butler Leon did not leave.
As the recruits said, he and his butler Leon had not yet given it their all in the militia's combat and tactical training.
For them, what they just did was merely a warm-up.
Now, their real combat and tactical training is about to begin.
The two walked to the weapons rack and each picked up a simple set of armor and put it on.
Followed by.
He picked up a finely crafted, sharpened one-handed axe, while the butler Leon drew a knight's armored sword with a silver-gray blade.
next moment.
The two men each tossed their weapons to the other.
After Arthur caught the knight's sword steadily, he spoke first:
"Butler Leon, please give it your all in today's confrontation."
When the butler Leon heard the young master's request, he was taken aback and almost failed to catch the one-handed axe that was thrown at him.
As the butler who accompanied the young master of Blackrock Territory as he grew up, Leon was almost always by his side.
Therefore, I know him very well.
Arthur Field, eighteen years old, tall and straight, with short blond hair, a handsome face, and eyes like clear and sparkling blue sapphires.
Those magnificent sapphire eyes, when they gaze, always reveal a sharp glint, giving one the illusion that they can see right through the secrets of the human heart.
Although he had just come of age, he always exuded a restrained kingly aura in his every move.
It's as if they're accumulating strength, waiting for the day they'll unleash it.
Arthur has excellent learning talent and comprehension.
He has mastered horsemanship, hand-to-hand combat, swordsmanship, and archery.
This always reminded Leon, the butler, of Richard, Arthur's father when he was young.
When Leon was a knight's squire, he met Richard, the eighth prince of the Grey royal family.
His talent was no less than that of his son Arthur, and perhaps even greater.
Leon, Richard's butler, witnessed his youthful arrogance, saw him make irreparable mistakes, and watched him lose step by step in the struggle for the throne.
Ultimately, Richard was ruthlessly ousted from the stage of power by his own brother, forced to change his surname, and exiled to the barren North.
Leon felt immense regret whenever he thought of his former master Richard's impoverished and destitute life after being exiled.
Because when Richard made a rash and wrong choice due to his emotions, Leon also had countless thoughts of correcting his master's wrong choice.
But at that time he was just a knight's squire, and given the vast difference in their social status, his aspirations were nothing but wishful thinking.
Back to the present.
The elderly Leon, acting as his steward, faces Arthur, the son of his former master and now the Lord of Blackrock.
Looking at Arthur's spirited and youthful appearance, his heart, which had once been filled with the dimmed sincerity of the old lord Richard, was revitalized.
but.
Leon frowned slightly at Arthur's demand for "all-out effort".
He practiced the "Frost Raven Breathing Technique" of ordinary grade, and despite his aging body, he was still a genuine silver-grade knight.
In the knight training system.
There are six levels of strength, namely:
Apprenticeship, Iron, Silver, Gold, Diamonds, and Legends.