Arthur quickly shook his head.
Impossible.
Such an army couldn't possibly appear here.
Yet it appeared.
He would have been the first to run to them.
Because...
It truly could bring light to this world.
anwhile, Rick, who was training, clearly misunderstood when he saw Arthur shaking his head.
"Dier!"
The father called out to soone not far away.
Imdiately, a lean middle-aged man with every muscle taut like threads walked over, picked up a wooden stick wrapped at one end with cotton, and started beating Rick all over his body.
Head, chest, back, limbs, groin.
He spared no part.
"Pain!
If it hurts, hit it until you don't feel the pain!
Pain!
If it pains you, get used to the pain!
Then, you can break through the existing limits of your Physique!"
Rick, being beaten, said with a full voice.
Subsequently, the tool used for beating shifted from the wooden stick to an iron rod.
And when the iron rod turned into a spear, the beating included stabbing and piercing.
Stabbing the throat.
Piercing the groin.
Facing the attack of two spears, Rick took a deep breath abruptly.
Buzz!
His already sturdy body, at this mont, beca even more robust.
The next mont, the spear stabbed at his throat and pierced his groin.
But it could neither penetrate nor pierce.
On the contrary, after Rick forcefully took two steps forward—
Crack, crack!
Following two crisp sounds, the two spears broke in half.
No description with words is as real and effective as actual training.
That's what Rick thought.
Arthur imdiately understood Rick's thoughts.
At the sa ti, Arthur also understood what he needed to do.
Clap, clap, clap!
The young 'Spirit dium' was not stingy with his applause.
He not only clapped but also had a perfectly tid smile on his face. And upon hearing Arthur's applause and seeing the smile on Arthur's face, a smile appeared on Rick's father's face too.
Then, the father stopped the training, grabbed a towel from the side, raised his hand to stop Dier who had already picked up a firearm and started to wipe off the sweat on his body as he spoke.
"Don't worry, this is what they need to train in the next stage. For now, we are rely letting them practice their physical abilities, letting their Physique grow to a limit, until they can casually kill a normal Mystic Side Person, only then can they advance to this stage."
Arthur glanced at the firearm that was put back and nodded unconsciously.
"The limit of this stage is desirable."
"No!
This stage is rely the beginning of the next one.
The final stage is what's truly desirable."
Rick said, his face breaking into a smile
Is there a final stage?
Is this about tearing 'Entrants' apart by hand?
Arthur sighed inwardly.
The First Order is already the limit of ordinary n.
The Second Order is already touching the supernatural.
The Third Order, unknown for now.
The Fourth Order, the so-called final stage, also unknown, but Rick's smile allowed Arthur to imagine.
Moreover, at this ti, the father lowered his voice and said—
"This is the training thod closest to a real 'Knight'!"
Knight?!
A training thod close to a real 'Knight'?
Arthur gasped internally.
Previously, Arthur had speculated about the hasty and premature retirent of Kuke's father, Rick.
Now, Arthur had confird it.
It wasn't just that he had discovered a relic of The Holy Court.
He had also unearthed a relatively intact legacy of the Paladin from this relic of The Holy Court.
At least the early training thods and dicinal baths were all there.
Rick's demonstration was both a show of sincerity and a test.
He was testing Arthur's potential and the direction of their future cooperation.
If his potential was vast, then deep cooperation was essential.
If his potential was not as great as imagined, then it would be superficial cooperation—maintaining the existing cooperation and then offering him certain benefits.
But the core?
He would never touch it.
How should one say it?
A 'Smooth Handling of Affairs' thod ford by combining a retired 'Bounty Hunter' and 'Farr'.
It had a bit of cunning, and a bit of worldly wisdom.
Thinking of this, Arthur said with a smile,
"As long as one does not step beyond that boundary!
A Knight, is still a Knight!
Not a puppet!"
Arthur did not know about the Paladin's training thods, but previously, he had obtained from him the Demon-Repelling Holy Salt and Evil-Repelling Brick Powder that could be made without the 'Hunter's Ritual', suggesting that the early Paladin training thods did not require a ritual.
Adding to that what Rick had just ntioned about 'training thods closest to a true 'Knight'>.
Clearly, the early part was indeed the 'Knight' training thods.
And later?
The key part, the 'Knight' training thods, were replaced by the Paladin's training thods.
This key part should be—
The Entry-level Atlas!
Besides this, Arthur could think of nothing else.
After all, it was rumored that the Paladins of The Holy Court were a group of warriors who were tirelessly painful, fearless, and devoted to fervent belief.
It did sowhat resemble the Death Soldier Potion...
'Hmm?
The Death Soldier Potion was not originally related to the 'Paladins', right?
A simplified version?
Or an easy-to-enter version?'
Suddenly, Arthur's mind raced with the thought.
Could he combine the Paladin's training thods with the Death Soldier Potion to create a more 'user-friendly' version?
As for the true 'Knight' training thod?
That training thod had disappeared at the beginning of the Empire.
The 'Shadow War' had swallowed it up, not just the 'Knight' training thods, but also the original 'Wizard' training thods had vanished.
Even the glorious era of the Empire couldn't truly restore the 'Knight' training thods completely.
Arthur wouldn't be so arrogant as to think he could fix it.
But if it was truly derivative, combining them was within Arthur's grasp.
And achieving this was not difficult.
Rick's probing had made so things clear.
This father had a relatively complete Paladin's training thod, and for the sake of his own son and his own future path, the father was quite willing to share the relatively complete Paladin training thod.
As long as he passed the test.
And just now, he had done quite well.
"The inheritance of the Kledos Family is truly remarkable, you even know the Paladin's training thods," Rick exclaid.
However, Arthur shook his head.
"It's not about knowing."
"Hmm?"
Rick's face showed confusion.
How was it not about knowing?
He'd spoken everything correctly just now, all the key points too.
Seeing the puzzled Rick, Arthur's face showed a faint smile as he softly said —
"The Paladin's training thod was originally created by the Kledos Family."
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