The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

“If you want to be a knight, even a wild knight without a family emblem, even if it may be someone else's obedience for the rest of your life, even if you can never be an official knight at this time, as long as you can be a knight. ”

For Cohen. For Esther, being a true knight has always been his dream.

But unfortunately, he is neither a descendant of a master nobleman, it is impossible to give an Ace knight as a servant since childhood, not to mention a gifted genius with good qualifications to let the mentor take the initiative. He is just an ordinary farmer's son, let alone go to the Knights College to study, he can't even read the words, he can't even achieve the ideal first step.

He then retreated to second place, targeting to become an ordinary soldier, but the result was even more disappointing.

“Whatever the melee occupation, without strength, even the basic conditions will not be met, you should go back. ”

Not even the sandbags for training can be carried, not even the wooden riding rifle can be used, not even the wooden sword can wave a few times, no one is willing to accept him.

Always a little less tall for his peers, the slim limbs and poor physical strength always make him a little uncomfortable, although the tense blonde and sophisticated face make him popular among young people.

Even though even the militia were reluctant to accept his reality, leaving little Cohen a little desperate, he still did not intend to give up.

“Since talent is scarce, let's make it up to you. ”

So Cohen's neighbors could see him getting up in the morning and running around the river carrying sandbags.

And he goes to the store every day to help people move goods and work, and earn money on the one hand, he looks forward to working out and strengthening himself in this way.

And while the exercise was hard and really effective, at least the old white and thin limbs became black and thick. In the words of sister Asha of the neighbor, she finally looked a bit like a man.

But unfortunately, in a way, it's evolved from a hamster to a squirrel, from five to six. Running is not asthmatic, but the weight that could not be lifted is still not lifted, not to mention waving an iron sword for a long time.

Therefore, although I felt good about myself, the first level of military participation was still brushed down. After all, Donglan was really not wealthy at the time and could not afford too many troops. The enthusiasm of the protectorate for civilian participation was very high. As a result, the number of people enrolled far exceeded the actual number. Instead, the selection criteria were raised invisibly. Waste materials like Cohen were too far from the qualification line from the beginning to become a fighter at all.

Even so, he was still reluctant to give up, just trying harder to grind himself up, trying to accumulate and hoping for a day of eventual qualitative eruption.

But unfortunately, the way he handled it later still failed.

“You can't be a knight, give up. No, no, I'm not talking about your birth. The Land of Lan has always been a military hero. Yesterday's farmer's son, today's knight lord, is not a minority. I'm talking about your strength. How can a warrior who can't even wield a sword with his hands go to war? How can he not go to war? How can he possibly become a knight of the Order? ”

A knight who was touched by his efforts had intended to accept it as an obedience, but after testing it, he eventually gave up.

“Aigoo, isn't this our future Knight Lord? Oh, hello, my lord. You just came back for a tour. What have you got? Challenged the devil or the beast? Or did you just win the dragon and go home? Ah, great Cohen. He's our big dragon slayer. Ha-ha-ha! ”

While he was still doing his futile physical training, some people praised him, and young people who looked at him badly always took the opportunity to laugh back.

But even so, he insisted that at this point, I'm afraid he didn't even remember why he chose this thorny path.

Saved by the knights when they were young and attacked by beasts? Was it when I was young and I was touched by reading the past? Long live the knights who watched the triumph? Or when you take a vow to protect your family and friends with your own hands?

He doesn't have a way back, he doesn't intend to choose a way back, he just keeps insisting.....

“Trust yourself, you can do it. I was very thin when I was a kid, and now I'm as strong as ever. By the way, it looks like His Highness Roland is planning on forming a new regiment. Why don't you try it? ”

Not everyone doesn't like him, and every time Big Brother Kruel comes back and sees Cohen working so hard, he encourages him so much.

By the way, for Kohn and those around him, Brother Kurul of the same village is a great big man, he is the pride and hope of Dar village, although very young, already on duty in the Royal Knights, even if there is no official knight status now, but in the eyes of the villagers, becoming a true knight is only a matter of time.

It's just that recently he adopted a little girl named Ali, whose life was bitter, and who somehow became an unmarried little father with a woman, making a lot of girls very sad.

Brother Kurul's encouragement made Cohen work harder, but unfortunately, he was faced with failures over and over again.

It wasn't until one day that he met a black cat, a weird black cat who spoke humanly that things really turned out.

“Aim, I found the treasure, the son of the element? Make a pact with me to be a magic girl... magic teenager! ”

Cohen was stunned and thought it was some sorcerer's joke, but only after Big Brother Kurul proved that this black cat was a great big man. She was the favorite of His Royal Highness Roland and had always known magic black cats.

She actually said that she had a brilliant magical gift and wanted to teach herself to become a magician. Undoubtedly, a magician is a more promising profession than a knight, so she should be happy to accept it.

But...

“My lord, I appreciate your love for me, but my goal in life is to be a knight. Perhaps the Way of the Mage."

Well, the black cat's cat's face actually showed a noticeably strange look, which confused incomprehensible surprises and made Cohen worry that he had accidentally offended her.

Half-paid, the black cat continued.

“Okay, knights are knights. Let me introduce you to someone who will teach you... From a knight's point of view, he's supposed to be amazing. Well, while being a magician is a great hammer, maybe he'll be the right mentor for you. ”

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“Roland, I found your brother. ”

When I heard that, I was stunned. My brother Cavins is in the abyss now. How could this dead cat meet him?

“You are a very talented swordsman, clearly a warrior talent, but you run away to become a magician. He is the son of the Elements, born of the Archmage, but he runs to be a can (knight). You're all so weird, aren't you brothers? ”

Well, the dead cat's got a bad mouth, so I'll take care of her.

But I had a lot of confidence in her eyesight, so I was more interested in that little friend named Cohen, and I arranged a direct meeting.

“Lord Lorraine, Lord Heroise said you could make me a knight..."

The guy who couldn't help but tremble in front of me was so excited that he accidentally bit his tongue, and through the tips of the system, I became more interested.

[Cohen. Esther, Occupation: None, Strength 5, Agility 7, Health 7, Intelligence 14, Will 11, Charm 10. Ethnic Talent: Son of Elements. System evaluation: The natural power of such a scum wants to be a knight. Such a strong talent of a magician can't be a grandfather. It's really your brother.]

Son of the Ethnic Genius: Long spells are hard to remember? Complex spell formulas and difficult to understand? These are not problems for the Son of the Element, they use instincts to control the Element, they replace inefficient spells with direct commands, they are natural magicians, spoilers of magic and bastards of the Element, destined archmages.

Soon, by communicating, I almost knew what was happening.

No wonder Heroise would say that he was my brother, and that Strength Five was actually planning to go into a melee, but the talent of a brilliant magician was seen as a trouble in hindering his knight's path. Such an unusual character is also rare.

And after a brief relationship, I also kind of like this shy big boy. After all, more and more young people are going for “money" these days, less and less “idiots” obsessed with the ideal, but still less diligent.

In a way, I was also this awkward “recalcitrant", so I accepted him and made him my third obedient knight.

“Cough, in that case, I'll teach you a compulsory lesson for knights. Well, first of all meditation and magic control... this isn't a knight's lesson, it's a magician's lesson? Young man, don't be hasty, be heartless. Haven't you heard of the Knight of Ofa? This is a compulsory lesson for a good knight, and ordinary knights simply cannot learn these. By the way, I have a melee career here that might suit you very well. Why don't you try it? ”

Without mentioning how I led this young man after that, at this time, I was very satisfied with the decision I had made before. After all, this young man was quite helpful under the premise that the other two knights were never very qualified.

Even if the direction of that help is somewhat unreliable...

“Brother Roland, I accidentally overcooked the barbecue and it got a little dark, but my instincts would be delicious. Why don't you try it together? Maybe the new flavour will taste good. ”

No, it definitely won't taste good. It's coke on the other side, but raw meat on the other side. It's a question of how to lower your mouth. Your instincts have never been reliable.

“Strange, I'm all strictly based on the alchemy formula, 10 grams of salt, 1 gram of sugar, how can it taste so bad... ah, wrong decimal point, 10 times more salt (ah, wrong sugar and salt)..... or you can put it together. ”

I should be impressed that you're from the alchemist camping out there, and you brought the whole alchemy thing? Making lunch actually made the taste of chemical experiments, but why is the last thing so horrible, what exactly is green oil? Does that fit? Would you dare try it yourself before you hand it to me? I kind of know why you've always been a third-rate alchemist, so can you just do it right once in a while?

Generally speaking, as apprentices, the knight subordinate is also a personal servant of the knight. As a tradition inherited by the knight, the subordinate is responsible for the logistical life of his knight mentor. If the knight mentor is dissatisfied, he is afraid that the knight subordinate is stronger and will not be able to become a full knight for the rest of his life.

Before they became full knights, they were both apprentices and servants, many even like fathers and sons, but my two previous choices were obviously unreliable, most of the time as mentors, and I looked after them without mentioning them, and the enthusiasm and motivation for exercise were completely different.

Renee is a princess with absolutely no ability to live in the wild, Catherine comes from the knighthood family, is also considered a fallen aristocrat, has absolutely no ability to do anything and understands.

If Cohen Boy hadn't been able to make some decent broth, otherwise after a thousand miles of rushing around, I wouldn't even know who was obedient until I was tired of my own hands.

According to the expected grouping, my three cavaliers should have been with me, but Renee said that she had broken through the Golden Range and that Roland's Sword was in the hand and could have blocked one side long ago, and could have taken care of it by herself, without my coaching cloud.

Okay, it's impossible to grow without going through a real battle. I'll let you try. In that case, I'm afraid you're understaffed. Let the other two followers follow you and give me some grades.

But rank does not represent actual strength. In practice, a desperate bronze rank can frighten the golden rank of water products that have never seen blood before, and in battlefield, short hesitation may cost lives.

The result was entirely in my expectation that if the blood assassins in the dark hadn't been involved in a timely fashion, I'm afraid the Princess of Donglan would have to consider changing her career to immortality.

“Little girl, you're early to leave the master. ”

So after the rendezvous, with the aid of obedience, I became more tired, both hunting rangers and caring for rookies. I became a mentor and a parent, and I ate my pain.

Fortunately, Cohen, born of a farmer boy, has at least a certain ability to live and help build temporary camps and culinary life, which is quite helpful.

Unhelpfully, I even called Renee's underground bodyguard blood Suzanne and asked her to find a way to teach these rookies the basic skills of survival in the wild, at least their simplest barbecue and broth dishes.

After all, if you live in the wild for a long time, dry food alone is not enough, broth and barbecue are the simplest dishes, but reliance on both will inevitably lead to nutritional imbalances and ultimately affect your strength.

So for a mature adventure team, wild survival is essential, famous survivor Bell. Grills once said, "Survival in the wilderness is my life. The wilderness is the most natural food bank. You can eat anything you want by turning around! ”

And this time, when I returned to the camp after just finishing a hunt, I smelled a little familiar with the smell of broth, which opened my appetite.

“Hmm? Smells good. Smells like weed and spices? Suzanne did a good job, you guys are learning fast, so fast it looks like a good image..."

And then the rest of the words I couldn't say, but the purpose of the entry was to busy maids in the camp dressed as girls, which should never have appeared here familiar with Qian Shadow.

[Ding, DeMarcia! The passing wild maid showed up and thanked the maid for saving you from the unknown compound hell. Otherwise, what awaits you today is a mixture of Renee and Catherine's efforts - Green Slime! Uh, as an informer, I]

In direct disregard of the system selling adoration, Qian Fangrong in my eyes made me feel like I was dreaming.

The familiar bow ceremony, the familiar lens reflection, the unfamiliar is the approaching body temperature and enthusiasm, by the time I stood still, the wild maid and maid had hugged me.

“Welcome back, master. Would you like to eat first, take a bath first, or... eat me first? ”

Well, I don't know if I can eat you, but the cold eyes behind that bayonet really look like I'm going to eat people!

“Eliza!? ”