early morning.

Cairo Empire.

The province of Doria travels to the city.

In the Quimper family yard, in the martial arts arena.

A group of twelve to eighteen-year-old girls sweated and worked hard under the guidance of the knight.

This martial arts training ground is located in a quite remote place in the Quimper family yard. It is specially provided for Quimper younger generation to practice breathing.

I want to live well in this world.

Even nobles can't do without strong power.

The breathing method is the only way to gain strength.

Every year, the Quimper family spends a lot of money nurturing the younger generation.

The practice of breathing is not simple.

The powerful breathing method only provides a higher possibility.

If you want to learn the breathing method, self-study is not feasible. You can practice alone without guidance. It is still good to have no gains.

So for the cheats of breathing, the Quimper family is not too strict.

Except for a few high-level breathing recipes, most of them can be consulted as long as they have some status.

As for the process of guiding the practice of breathing, I am extremely cautious.

As long as the core members of the family can participate.

Those who dare to peep, ranged from the family, and killed on the spot.

at this time.

In this special martial arts field where no one is allowed to peep, a petite red-haired girl hides behind a tree trunk and listens carefully.

The progress of the red-haired girl's breathing method is not weak.

However, since most of the time I practiced by myself, I encountered a lot of problems during the period, and the problems accumulated one by one, and I already had a big basket.

Listening to the explanation of the official knight on the martial arts field, the red-haired girl showed a happy expression.

"What are you doing?" A heavy voice sounded in my ear again.

"Woo!"

The red-haired girl shrunk behind the trunk like a frightened rabbit.

The figure that was originally hiding was therefore exposed to everyone's eyes.

Behind the girl, stood a sturdy man with a length of 1.8 meters, wearing armor and muscles. He was one of the official knights of the Quimper family and one of the instructors who taught breathing.

"Knight Marlowe, I just passed by, so I left." The red-haired girl glanced at the Marlow Knight with a guilty conscience, and then turned around and crept away.

"Vivienne, you have peeped again." An arrogant voice rang out among the trained crowd.

The red-haired girl Vivian frowned, knowing that trouble was coming.

Hearing the approaching footsteps behind him, Vivienne straightened her body and turned around, her eyes cold.

"It's Master Gallon, what's the matter?" Vivian asked impatiently.

"Yo, voyeurs are justified?" Gallon laughed sarcastically, "If you don't know where the **** is, if Uncle Roy is guarding you, you have repeatedly peeped into peeping and breathing training. Dungeon, I do n’t know where I died. "

"... waste from the last time I cried." Vivian snorted and left.

"You--" Gallon stared angrily at Vivienne's back. "You bastard, one day I will drive you and your **** mother out of the Quimper family!"

Insults kept coming from behind.

Vivienne, as if she didn't hear it, quickly stepped away and left.

Until he came to a remote place and determined that there was no one around, his strong face collapsed.

Vivian's petite body slid against the wall, her face buried in her arms.

"I am not a hybrid."

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"My father is a world hero, and he will definitely make you look good when he appears."

But this is just her wishful thinking.

In the minds of most of the Quimper family, she was a hybrid born after her mother and her servants eloped. They escaped the marriage arranged by the family. After leaving the family for a few years, she took her five-year-old back to the family.

There are even rumors that she was pregnant after her mother was insulted by robbers.

Although the mother told her repeatedly, how great and powerful her father was.

But whenever she asks who her father is, her mother has something to support, and she always refuses to say it.

After a long while, Vivian's lost mood was a little better.

"Today is the day when Uncle Roy came back. I asked Uncle Roy to teach me how to breathe." When thinking of Uncle Roy, Vivian laughed again.

She likes breathing, swordsmanship, and adventure.

She wants to be a powerful knight, a great adventurer, and wants to travel the world.

Hearing what others said, she and her mother printed the same model.

Not only do they look similar, they have red hair, and they have almost the same personality and dreams.

"Sir mother doesn't seem to like me practicing swordsmanship very much."

"I don't quite support my dream of becoming an adventurer. I will be scolded by her every time I tell her."

"If you want to practice breathing and swordsmanship ..."

In her capacity, and with the recommendation of Uncle Roy, it is possible to join the breathing training camp of the Quimper family.

At the beginning, she joined.

With the younger generation of the Quimper family to practice together, the talent is not bad.

The problem is that she is often looked down upon by others and makes people abuse, especially a group of people headed by Garon, who satirize her almost every time they meet.

At the beginning, she wanted to repair her in the name of the competition.

After being taught a few times by her, she dared not start, and she would only speak badly about her.

Because she couldn't take it anymore, she ran away in a rage.

Fortunately, her breathing and swordsmanship were taught by Uncle Roy.

It is a pity that Uncle Roy is only a quasi-knight, and the level of swordsmanship is not the same. Now it is not necessarily her opponent.

"Uncle Roy said to buy me a good sword."

Vivian leaped to Roy's house.

The servants in the house all had their heads down and their faces were not very good. Upon questioning, they realized that Roy was actually injured.

Run to Roy's door.

Pushing the door open, looking at Roy with a strap tied to the chest on the bed, Vivian asked worriedly: "Uncle Roy, are you okay?"

"Haha, I got a little injury while hunting, it didn't hurt." Roy sat up on the bed and greeted Vivienne to sit down.

"hunt?"

Vivienne was puzzled.

Roy didn't pay much attention to the practice of breathing and swordsmanship.

Almost forty-year-old, it is reasonable to say that talent is no longer bad, can not become a formal knight, it should be the peak of the quasi-knight.

But Roy doesn't.

Roy's breathing method is only for the middle and upper knights.

However, Roy's mind is quite good, quite talented in business and management, so the lord Viscount Carlo is entrusted with the important task, and gradually takes over the management of the family territory.

So Roy has always been busy.

Especially recently, I heard that having an evil relationship with the Cook family makes Roy increasingly busy.

At this time there is still time to hunt?

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