Destroyer of Ice and Fire

“Trust my judgment, I will give you the most appropriate rest or exercise based on your physical and mental condition.” Kate explains gently and patiently: “You take two days off, then train as I ask, and it will be better than 10 days of hard work in a row. Your physical and mental strength is now under excessive pressure, and further training will do you more harm than harm your body. After a proper relaxation, when your body and mind relax, give a strong stimulus so that you can progress faster. Nervous, relaxed, nervous… practice must follow this rhythm, and you must figure out the rhythm that best suits you. And I'll control the time you condense the granules. Do you remember what I said to you at first? ”

“Believe you, you will lead me to victory after victory!” Erin laughed, "Okay, Miss Kate, I'll do as you say. ”

“Go on, relax. ”

Teacher Kate! Teacher Kate! ”

Shortly after Kate saw Erin leave, she just walked out of the secret training ground and saw Erin running back toward the secret training ground.

“What's the matter?” He had to be a little stunned.

“Is this where Chris lives in St. Lawrence?” Erin looked at him and said, "I just went to the thinker Shilin, and she wasn't there, and then I heard her practicing there, and two of her classmates said, Chris went home. Teacher, you're in charge of registration. You must know where her home is in St. Lauren's, right? ”

“Are you going to find her?” Kate shrugged.

“Yeah.” Erin grabbed his head with embarrassment, "Rest didn't know what to do. I was going to see what she practiced, but I didn't expect she wasn't there either. ”

Kate hesitated slightly, but said, "If I remember correctly, her home should be in Wellington, near the foothills south of St. Lauren's, where there are many small old and antique shops. If you want to find her, you can first find a shop that specializes in repairing leather boots. Her house is near that store and you should be able to find it if you ask. ”

It took half a day before Erin found what Kate called a shoe repair shop.

This is a small store with black or brown shoe polish on the walls and shelves and a few naked, dirty kids at the door playing games they don't even know about, without a sign.

Wellington is a ghetto for the whole city of St. Laurent.

Like the vast majority of the city pools in the Kingdom of Archie, the higher up is the gathering place for the rich and the extended family. On the contrary, the lower the foot of the mountain, the lower the number of craftsmen, failed businessmen, disappointed artists and magicians.

To give the simplest example, the city's sewage pipes are arranged from top to bottom, with a lot of sewage flowing down the mountain every day, and people in some areas may have to face a stinking sewage river when they go out.

However, for rich families and slums, Eileen has few intuitive concepts. After all, the town of Coloring, where he used to live, is far poorer and more desolate than the slums of St. Lauren's, so even in Wellington, he finds there are a lot of interesting little shops where life seems convenient.

“Uncle, do you know where the Chris family is? ”

“The one on the far side, closest to the bridge. ”

“Thank you uncle! ”

Listen to the shoe repair shop owner's point, Erin quickly figured out which Chris' house was.

There is a dry ditch that seems to be used to pour rainwater, dividing the entire Wellington area into two pieces. It is not the rainy season. This two-metre wide ditch is filled with weeds over a person's height, and only some of the larger oval stones are exposed. There is an old stone bridge that can hold a carriage across the center of this ditch.

Just next to the old stone bridge, there is a stone path leading to a row of stone bungalows about two or three meters above the old stone bridge.

There are spaces in front of and behind those stone houses, some clean, some planted, but no walls.

Chris's home on the far end is now open, but there's no one on the flat stone field in front.

Erin ran to the end of the street excitedly, three steps and two steps up the stone steps, and on a flat stone yard, he saw Chris's house was very simple, just with some of the simplest furniture, and the back door facing the front door was open, and he immediately saw a tiny figure washing his hair for some white man.

“Chris. ”

He saw at first glance that the person who was seriously helping that gray haired man wash his hair was Chris.

“Erin? What are you doing here?” Chris, who heard Erin's voice, turned his head in surprise.

Meanwhile, the man, who was supposed to be pulling his hands off the side of the basin, suddenly looked up and turned around. As a result, all the water from his hair flowed onto him, and his upper body was wet most of the time.

“Erin... oh... Chris... champion...”

“National Competition Champion…”

While turning to look at Erin, the man smiled silly and repeated a few vague words.

Erin stands still.

He saw that the man's face was a little old and his eyes were all wrinkled, but his face was very similar to Chris's, his eyes were a little fixed, although it seemed to smile at him, but the vague words in his mouth seemed to be just for himself and Chris.

“Look at you, keep your head down and you won't do what you're told to do. ”

Chris blamelessly grabbed a dry towel, rubbed his hair, rubbed the water on him, and threw up his tongue at Erin, leaving Erin waiting for her.

And the man with the slightly similar hair and white hair was always happy to laugh, and he kept mumbling and repeating some simple words.

“Chris... champion... champion of the National Competition...”

In these ambiguous voices, looking like caring for a child, drowning in caring for his Chris, Erin's nose became acidified.

“Be a good boy... my friend from the academy is here, I'll talk to him first. ”

Chris waved to Erin after he wiped his hair dry and shredded some fruit, allowing Erin to follow her onto an empty slope not far from the side.

“Is he your father?” Eating the two pieces of fruit that Chris stuffed into the water, Erin sitting next to Chris asked heavily.

“Yes.” Chris also ate a piece of fruit and looked at the little stone bridge under the slope in front of him.

“What about him...?” Erin turned around and looked not far down, and the man in the open space behind the house, wondering, hesitated again.

“You should see it too.” Chris stuffed the fruit in his hand into his mouth at once and then rubbed his childish hands against each other, as if it could be wiped clean, "he would have been perfectly normal… seven years ago in St. Lawrence City a merchant team was attacked near Red Pine Valley by a team of bandit magicians. My parents were a team of magicians who protected the merchant team. My mother died in battle and my father was hurt too badly. He woke up in a coma for a long time. Later, he became like this. There was nothing wrong with normal life. My mother used to help him wash his hair, so if I didn't wash his hair, he wouldn't wash his hair. ”

Erin suddenly felt the sweet fruit in his mouth dried up and he looked at Chris' side face.

Although Chris was very simple and blunt, and her colour had not changed much, he could see that Chris was strong and had been able to withstand and get used to it. But he couldn't be as calm as Chris.

“And the bandit's team caught him? ”

“Gotcha. ”

“Then why does your father keep saying champions, champions of national competitions?” Erin looked at Chris' face, and he couldn't imagine what had happened to her at the time, and he couldn't help but stutter and ask: “This... this... is you... have you been saying that you want to win the national championship? ”

“Yes.” Chris glanced up at the sky and said forcefully, “Because my father and mother used to be part of two college teams, and although they weren't that strong, their college team was just a very ordinary college team, they met each other watching the championship field… that's probably the deepest picture in my father's mind, he probably wanted to see my mother again on the finals field… or maybe he and my mother wanted to win the championship too, maybe he thought I was stronger than him and my mother… now he doesn't remember anything, he just knows me, but he seems to want to see me get the championship, so I have to try. ”

Is it because the field and the game are of particular importance to him, the deepest memories in his mind?

Perhaps there's the most beautiful picture of his life?

Or is that the ultimate trophy the hottest thing in his mind?

Or does he think he'll be able to see his lost wife again there?

Or it doesn't make any sense, it's just some piece of consciousness, or he doesn't even know why he wants to see Chris become the national champion.

But this is Chris' dream.

That's why Chris practiced harder than anyone else, and in the eyes of others, she's a psychopathic teenage girl.

Erin looked at the quiet man eating the fruit, at Chris' beautiful side face, and he felt his dreams made more sense.

A sudden and dramatic burst of dullness erupted in the silent secret training grounds of the Sun Dawn.

This sound, like a man hitting a stake with incredible speed, continuously.

However, the true origin of the sound, an empty space in the woods, is the erection of thirteen giant wooden piles that are tightly wrapped around the rope, all tightly tied together, like thirteen guards, lined up in a wall.

Erin is at the end of this wall.

Each time he punched out, his strength gave him an explosive feeling, and thirteen wooden stakes burst simultaneously.

Compared to just 10 days ago when the perfect "Ice Crown” was introduced, Erin herself could feel the increase in power within every tiny molecule in her body.

Physical outbursts, more transmissions by heart.