Locke walked around the monastery with difficulty, and all the Crusader soldiers around him looked at him dumbfounded, and soon the news that Locke was wearing 'elite' was spread in the monastery. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Locke's return to the barracks, where Scarface has not yet returned from his room, and according to him, he is undergoing advanced training as a warrior and some professional training, spending his days around the monastery.

He bent down and sat on the bed with difficulty, and the wooden bed made of whole logs made a squeaky sour sound, and now his weight plus this set of armor is almost more than 500 pounds, and it is rare that this wooden bed has not been crushed.

"Herold said that he couldn't take it off until he was satisfied, and that should be the freedom to move and be able to dress and fight at will." Locke said to himself, and then he smiled bitterly.

But now it's a problem for me to even walk, and I used to think that I was strong enough, but it turned out to be a frog at the bottom of my well.

However, the enhancement after the basic profession reaches the full level must be very strong.

Otherwise, Herrod's casual blows would be difficult for him to resist, and it should make sense for him to let himself wear this armor, probably because he wanted to further stimulate the power of flesh and blood, and according to the system's explanation, it was to improve his professional level.

And another possibility, that is, as a professional, you must be ready to fight anytime and anywhere, and you can't keep your equipment in your magic bag all the time, which may also be to adapt yourself to wearing armor to fight, after all, wearing armor and not wearing it are completely different.

Locke lay cautiously on the bed, and the wooden bed creaked again, but even then, the wooden bed did not collapse.

"Locke! Locke! Come out quickly. Outside, Renault's voice suddenly came in.

Locke, who had just laid down, had to get up again and walk out of the room.

"You're really wearing this 'elite'. I've heard from outsiders that I don't believe it yet. Renault and Dalyan stood outside and looked at him in amazement.

"Wow, that's cool, Locke, this armor will only last a few months for the Grand Commander, my father, and Herod. Because there are so many people who have failed, no one dares to try it now. Dalyan clapped his hands and encouraged Locke.

Oh? Wearing this 'elite' set rarely? Are there only three people who meet the requirements?

Locke thought to himself, his heart moved, wasn't this the best chance to increase his reputation within the Crusaders?

If that's the case, it's all the more important to stick to it.

"Oh? Is that so, but Renault I think you can also receive this kind of training, as for Dalyan, forget it, you are still young. Locke struggled to raise his armor-covered arm, and he patted Dalyan on the shoulder, stopping him from speaking.

"Me? Let me think about it. Renault didn't refuse, he thought for a moment.

But soon he decided.

"Okay, I'll go to Herod to participate in his training, put on the 'elite', and compare with you." Renault's red hair flicked, and he pointed at Locke as if he were writing a war book.

"Wow, that's so cool! Renault, Father will definitely support your decision! Dalyan encouraged his brother.

And in the months that followed, the most lively thing in the whole monastery was that someone put on the 'elite', not one, but two.

Needless to say, Renault was the eldest son of the Grand Lord Mograini, who came from an aristocratic family, and everyone here knew him, and there was nothing surprising about him wearing the 'Elite', but for the first time, the name Locke Harvey penetrated the ears of other Crusaders.

The Crusader warriors began to inquire about Rock Harvey, and his followers Scarface, Anderson Mario, became the interfer.

Soon the Crusader warriors learned of Locke's past.

It turns out that this guy named Locke is also a nobleman, and his father used to be a big man in the Knights of the Silver Hand, a powerful paladin against the orcs. He is also a paladin with outstanding talent, and his warrior talent Flesh Awakening also has a high attainment, in short, this is a powerful guy.

During these days, Locke and Renault competed to see who could hold on longer, and at the same time, they were also using their spare time to hone their fighting skills, and soon their overall strength improved greatly.

"Left, left, right, right, it's too slow!" Herold flipped over the sword he had slashed out, and the blade slapped on Locke's body, and Locke was slapped to the ground.

"Come again!" Locke foamed at the mouth, got up, and continued to confront Herold.

"Watch your step, watch your body. Hand, don't you want it? Locke endured Herold's broken mouth as he slashed his slash.

Time goes by day by day.

After receiving Herold's training for a long time, Locke's warrior basic professional level has finally reached level 10, you must know that this has basically stood at the peak of many warriors, and Herold has been emphasizing that Locke's talent is really good, but only he knows that maybe it is Elune's blessing that makes him improve rapidly.

The basic class level of the warrior has reached level 10, and Locke's flesh and blood strength has been greatly strengthened, and he is now finally able to resist Herold's slashing, and is finally no longer crushed by his strength, and he is now able to flexibly wear 'elite' activities, such as eating, sleeping, and chasing beautiful women.

Yes, you read that right, chasing beauties.

Ever since he last met Whiteman, Locke had this on his mind.

Although Renault and Whitemane grew up together as childhood sweethearts, Renault has always been a little hesitant in his heart, on the one hand, he is very conflicted about his feelings for Whiteman, like a sister and a couple. But on the other hand, the Grand Lord Mograini categorically rejected Renault's idea, and he could not agree with Renault and Whiteman's matter.

Probably because this is the reason why this is the daughter of his former subordinate.

And this training competition proposed by Locke also distracted Renault's attention. Locke took advantage of the situation and launched an onslaught on Whiteman.

From the era of the information explosion in the 21st century of the modern earth, Locke, who will no longer chase women, has also been edified by various dramas.

He asked the messenger to buy flowers every day when he came back from the town of Gadar down the mountain, and to give them to Whitemane every day, and to bring some strange things every once in a while, and to give some clothes and other things. These tricks may not be worth mentioning on Earth, but here, they are magnified exponentially, and people have never seen such a girl chasing.

At least immediately, every time Locke saw Whiteman's face, he was smiling.

In between trainings, the Crusader soldiers and officers could always see Locke waiting for Whitemane outside the cathedral, which indirectly told the others that Whitemane was mine.

And Renault was still concentrating on training, and when he learned the news, he was not very angry, but he stayed alone for an afternoon, and then recovered as before, maybe he also opened his knot.

Inside the arsenal that day, Locke and Renault were training at Herold.

"Alright, you can stop." Herod panted and wiped the sweat from his head, the crusader warrior was still accustomed to not wearing his own breastplate, and beads of sweat slid down his muscles on his bare body.

Locke and Renault took off their helmets, and they were already sweating profusely on their heads.

"I'm happy to inform you that your flesh and blood strength has reached its peak and there is no longer any need to continue this kind of training, and I have to admit that you two are the most gifted warriors I've ever met."

Listening to Herold's words, Locke couldn't help but think of the pain he had endured in the past few months, that kind of sourness, it was exciting to think about, if he hadn't been trained in the army in his previous life, then the result would be self-evident.

"But it's a pity that you're paladins, but if you want to continue your advanced training as a warrior, you can come to me. I will be happy to continue to train you. ”

Herold looked at the two of them expectantly.

But Locke and Renault didn't speak, bowing their heads and fiddling with the armor in their hands.

Herold couldn't help but sigh, yes, how could a paladin choose to abandon the Holy Light and choose the power of flesh and blood?

He continued, "Tomorrow the Grand Crusade, the Grand Commander Dasuo Khan, will arrive here, and the Grand Commander is here mainly for your business, which is a good thing for you. ”

Locke figured he was going to join the Crusaders.

Then Herold said, pointing to the armor on their bodies.

"Now, you can choose to take off your armor, congratulations." Herold looked at the two of them with a smile, anyway, they were trained by themselves.

The two of them had their eyes lit up, and they hurriedly began to take off their armor.

In the past few months, in order to train, they can't even take a shower except for going to the toilet, and their bodies are already smelly and sour. They just want to take off this armor and take a hot shower.

Hearing only the sound of crackling, the two of them quickly took off their suit plates and stood in front of Herrod in their own close-fitting clothes.

"Let's go, I'll clean up these, go take a shower, you smell really good." Herold smiled and covered his nose.

"Thank you." Locke said with a military salute to Herrod, as did Renault on the side.

Herold solemnly gave the two of them a military salute in return, then turned to pack up the things on the ground.

Locke and Renault glanced at each other, their eyes were full of excitement and excitement, and they were finally relieved!

The two of them screamed and rushed towards the residence.

As he passed the training ground, Captain Noras Griffith, the recruit's training officer, shouted.

"Salute to our new warriors of the Crusaders!"

Hundreds of recruits and veterans in the training ground saluted the two embarrassed guys.

Those who can take such training and endure it are enough to be called warriors.

By the time it was dark, Locke had already packed up, and he wore the rookie suit plate armor on the bed with his magic bag on his waist and walked in the direction of the cathedral, where he was going to find Whiteman.

At first, Whitemayne was frightened by his actions and avoided himself for many days, but just when he was about to give up, Whitemayne accepted his things and went out on a date with him.

Maybe I can find out today, and I just finished training, but she can't accept it, and I will have time to chase her in the future.

He walked to the entrance to the cathedral, where the two guards had already known Locke.

Locke saluted the two of them, and the two guards returned the salute before saying.

"Hey, our warrior, are you looking for Inspector Whitemane again?"

The two guards at the door asked him with a grin.

"Yes, please give me an announcement." After a few months of training, Locke's skin has become thicker, and he is not easily red.

Shortly after, Whitemane walked out dressed in a white priest's robe, nodding to the two guards at the door, before following Locke towards the Whispering Garden outside.

Locke walked quietly behind the girl, and a faint fragrance wafted into Locke's nose, belonging to the smell of Whitemayne. She was a little lower than herself, and her silver ponytail flicked briskly behind her, and Locke really wanted to tug at it. Her loose priest's robe obscured her figure, and her hips were slightly cocked, slightly lifting the wide priest's robe.

Locke suddenly became a little unnatural, but fortunately he was wearing armor.

He's in a bit of a trance now.