C11 Training Hall Learning

East China Sea, Ximo Zhiji Village, One Thought Dojo.

Guina put the tea in front of Nero and her father, Tsukiko. Although she had a lot to ask, after seeing her father's stern gaze, Guina reluctantly left.

"Well, this unknown gentleman. There's no one else left. If you have something to say, just say it. " Tillotine picked up the teacup in front of him, savoring the fragrance of the tea as he waited for Nero's answer.

"Since you've already said so, I won't beat around the bush. My name is Nero, an unfortunate elf. Senior Admiral, I just want to know why such a powerful person like you would be staying in such a small place. " NLu looked at this harmless looking middle-aged man with a playful expression.

In fact, when Nero saw Sauron again, and especially when he saw the scene of the duel under the moon and the agreement that had affected his life, he already knew where he had come to. Furthermore, Nero also understood why he had gotten lost. What other result could a person who was obsessed with the road find a bigger idiot to ask?

It was no wonder why he felt that the other party looked familiar. It turned out to be this fellow. In his agitation, he didn't recognize him at all. However, being lost for such a long time was really annoying! If it were not for the sudden realization that he had the ability to communicate with nature, Nero would not have been able to come out until now. I'm really sorry for not scaring him. As for the words that were spoken, on the one hand, Nero had hoped in his previous life that Sauron and Guina would get together, and on the other hand, Nero had a little bad taste.

So Nero's attack on Sauron seemed terrible, but he was simply venting his displeasure. After Nero finished venting, this man appeared and apologized to him, inviting him to his training hall as a guest. Nero had long since wanted to meet this master of Sauron's. Nero was intrigued by the fact that in his previous life the pirates had analyzed some things about Tsukiko.

"Heh heh, Mr. Nero is joking. How could he be a naval officer when he's just the curator of the next Trail Pavilion? " Shiro's face remained unchanged as he responded to Nero. However, the tea in his hand rippled slightly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Toshiro, I'm not an intelligence agent. "Excuse me for being impolite, but there's something I want you to see." Nero tore open his jacket made of beast skin, revealing the strong muscles of his upper body. Taro's eyes couldn't help but lock onto the mark on Nero's chest. His eyes were filled with surprise.

"You, you, are actually … you're actually a … slave!" Shiro couldn't believe his eyes. This man whose fighting prowess was comparable to a brigadier general was actually a slave!

"No, no, no, to be exact, a former slave. I escaped from a fight with a mad dog a year ago, and I'm a free man now. "Now, Mr. Taro of the Navy, can we talk?" Nero looked at the surprised Tengchiro and felt a little better. I'll let you pretend to be mysterious and calm. Let's see if you can continue pretending to be mysterious or not.

"All right, Mr. Nero. The former admiral Tsurukawa apologizes to you. But I'd like to know how you found out who I am. You know I have nothing to do with the Navy now. " Tillotine's face regained its calm, and he put down the cup in his hand as he asked in a seemingly casual manner. Nero understood that Tengchiro still didn't completely trust him. If he couldn't explain it clearly, then what awaited him would be another fierce battle.

"We Elves are the favorite of nature, so we can hear her voice. It may be hard for you to understand, but in other words, where there are plants, elves are born with the natural domineering sense of beauty! They were the only ones there when I hit that little bastard, but you were right in front of me when I felt you. This sort of almost instantaneous movement speed could only be done with one move, and that was the Navy's Six Style Slicer. I don't need to tell you who the six types of people are, right? " Nero looked like only one (Conan Elvish?) Looking at Tsukiko.

"So what was Mr. Nero trying to do with me?" Tsukiko is still full of doubts about the purpose of this man's visit.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I just want to learn something from you. I believe that Mr. Shiro Ju will not be stingy." Nero lay on his side on the tatami, slurring as he ate.

"Oh, does Mr. Nero want to join One Thought Dojo?" Taro asked, feigning ignorance.

"Alright! Then I'll join. In the future, I'll have to teach you Teacher Tsukiko. " Tillen Shiro was stunned. Wasn't his agreement too straightforward!? Did this fellow not have the slightest bit of self-esteem that he should have as an expert?

Nero wanted to stay after knowing Sauron's identity, and from what he learned from the anime of his past life, he could easily tell how powerful this teacher of Sauron's was. What Nero currently lacked was a good teacher's guidance. Originally, Nero had wanted to go to the Windmill Village to wait for Karp, but now that he had one already prepared, Nero was too lazy to put in too much effort.

"Teacher Tengshiro, aren't you going to arrange a place for me to stay? It's already so late, if we don't rest now, it will affect tomorrow's training. " Nero yawned, picked up Ibou, who was still wrestling with the pastry, and walked out of the house.

"In that case, you can stay in the second room on the right of the training hall." Remember to get up and train tomorrow morning. " Tillen couldn't figure out what this Nero fellow wanted to do, but there was no reason to refuse him, so he just let him do as he pleased.

Toshiro didn't know that his decision had started his favorite disciple's miserable life for five years.

Sauron lay exhausted on the bed, first in a fight with Guina and then with the long-eared freak. His whole body ached with pain, but he felt a strange sense of happiness when he saw the medicine that Gu Ina had given him.

"Ayaya, is this the love of the legendary Plum Bamboo Horse? How wonderful! Don't you think so, Ibou? "

"Bu Yi!"

This damned long-eared bastard, why did he have to live in the same room as me!?

"Was it my imagination? Someone seems to be thinking something rude! " NLu dug his ears with his fingers and squinted at Sauron on the opposite bed.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me." When Sauron saw the look in Nero's eyes, he immediately chose to give in. He couldn't beat him, and Nero's methods were endless. Sauron was completely helpless against his roommate.

Looking at the pitiful little boy in front of him, Nero found it hard to imagine that he would be the cold-blooded Seabird Hunter in the future.

Tomorrow Guina was going to die. Should he stop her? Changing the Blade of Agreement into the Blade of Marriage might be a good choice. Nero stroked his chin, looked at Sauron maliciously, and chuckled.

The next day was soon to come, in the midst of Sauron's nightmares.

Sauron woke up early as usual today. The fatigue from yesterday seemed to have all disappeared overnight, which made him a little suspicious. However, Sauron didn't have to worry about this issue for too long, so he immediately started the day's training as usual.

However, today's training in Sauron did not last long. While Sauron worked hard to strengthen his arm strength and bite, the three disciples of the training hall brought Sauron unfortunate news — Guina had died, and she had broken her neck while holding a whetstone.

Dead. The girl who valiantly defeated him had died. The girl who had sworn to be his opponent for life. I don't believe it, I don't believe it! He trained like a madman, hacking away at the wooden swords in his hands one after another. His hands were dripping with blood, and tears had already started gushing out unknowingly. Sauron finally used the last bit of strength in his body and knelt on the ground, letting out a pitiful howl like a lone wolf.

As the sun set in the west, Sauron dragged his tired body back to the One Thought Dojo. The training hall was empty except for Tengchiro, who sat there looking haggard, quietly watching his daughter's sword as she lost in thought. Sauron didn't want to disturb his teacher and was about to leave. Tengchiro retracted his gaze from the blade and spoke as if he were talking to himself, "Why are people so weak!?" Sauron. "…."

A few hours ago, in Gu Ina's room, the girl who had been alive and kicking the day before was now fast asleep. There was no longer any sign of life on her face that belonged to the living.

"Hey, you can't go in. Miss Guina is already dead. What are you going to do with her corpse!"

"Aiyayaya, little bro, you can't say random things." How could a man die if he had a broken neck? It took a lot of effort for me to find the thing to wake her up! "

"You lunatic, what nonsense are you spouting, let's kick him out together!"

"Talking to a fool is troublesome, Twisting." Nero, with a wave of his hand, tied up these hot-blooded disciples and entered Guina's room.

"How troublesome!" It seemed like the silly kids at the door were right. The little girl was dead. Luckily, Illidan had a drop of Angel's Tears in his spoils of war, or else there was nothing he could do. Forget it, since I have the power of the Demons within me, I won't be able to use this. Nero took out a transparent crystal box. Inside it was a drop of milky-white crystal liquid that emitted a divine light.

Nero carefully poured the liquid into Gu Ina's mouth with a pained expression and began to chant the spell, "Great Resurrection."