NOVEL WEB Chapter 13
When he saw Falgar at the age of ten, he was determined to protect Mondstadt.
It has shocked countless people and made countless Monddestians ashamed.
"Ropps, Knight of Favonius: I probably understand the gap between me and the Grand Master, why I have always been just an ordinary knight, not only in strength, but also in perseverance and faith. "
Mondstadt Passerby: Ten years old... I'm still flying kites and playing in the mud, ashamed and ashamed.
"Inazuma Passerby: Looking at his training just now, I'm afraid he can already beat ten me, he's only ten years old!"
"Tartaglia: Grand Master Falga, the pinnacle of the Knights of Favonius's combat power, I'm looking forward to being qualified to fight him in the future."
"Liyue Passerby: By the way, was Lord Yan really assassinated?
"Millelith Army Qiao Li: Probably not, there may be some accident, the Emperor is definitely the strongest in battle!"
"Inazuma people: What's the situation, the rock god next door is gone?"
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"Tick
..." sweat mixed with blood dripping on the ground, even if the scorching sun hung high, before it had time to evaporate, the next drop of sweat and blood dripped down again.
On the training ground, a young man with a height of 1.7 meters held the largest heavy sword in the Knights of Favonius, constantly slashing, slashing, and turning in circles.
A young man of one meter and seven meters, this heavy sword is enough to be one meter and five long, and an adult of average weight can't lift
it! And the young man in front of him not only lifted it, but also danced very smoothly!
The other reserve knights in the novice training ground looked at this young man with the same eyes as if they were looking at a monster, and some of them even worshipped it.
A boy of 1.7 meters, his actual age
is only twelve years old!"Who is that?I remember that many official knights can't use
that big sword!" "You're new here, that's a legend in our novice training ground, I heard that he's only twelve years old, it's incredible!"
"What?Twelve years old? This is a natural divine power, right?"
Surely, isn't it a twelve-year-old boy who is born with divine power to wield a heavy sword as a weapon?"
The crowd's chatter reached Falga's ears, but it made his movements speed up a little.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety... Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine... Bump!"
When Falga counted to nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, he finally waved his hands violently and plunged the big sword in his hand into the big wooden village in front of him.
His hands were already red with blood, and the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat and could be wrung out of water.
"Falca, you're going to break your body if you overtrain yourself like this!" a
nun walked over, her tone a little reproachful, but her movements were gentle, urging her healing power to heal the frayed wounds on Farpa on her hands.
"Sister Marcia, I want to be stronger, I want to protect Mondstadt.
Falga's crisp answer, the firmness in his expression, made Macchia's heart ache and shake.
Falga's mother was a close friend of her, and now she is taking care of her.
She also heard other people's conversations, and everyone thought that Falga was born with divine powers.
Only she and Falga themselves knew that Falgar had never been born with any divine powers
! He was an ordinary child, and the reason why he had achieved what he was today had to do with her mother's careful teaching and his own efforts!
From the age of ten, Falga had spoken the word to protect Mondstadt.
From the ordinary greatsword at the beginning, to the current heavy knight greatsword.
From dancing 1,000 times a day to 10,000 times a day.
This is the path of blood and sweat training, seven hundred days of perseverance, and Macchia is a witness to Falca's growth.
How many times Falgar trained himself with injuries all over his body, it was Marcia who carefully treated him.
After the wound was treated, Macchia wiped the sweat from Falga's face with a towel.
Seeing that in just two years, her height surpassed her Falga, and Marcia was very relieved in her heartache.
Although Falca's appearance is still a little immature, between his eyebrows, he already has a mature spirit.
She looked at Falgar's gaze, all the while staring at her waist, bowing her head slightly, and at her waist, there was a blue Vision.
"Falga, you would love to have your own vision, right?"
"I know that having the Vision will make me even stronger, and maybe I will truly have the power to protect Mondstadt.
Falga replied, in a calm tone.
He wants the Vision, not for himself, but for the protection of Mondstadt!
" Silly boy.
Marcia sighed, "Protecting Mondstadt is a joint responsibility, not something you can do alone.
"I know, but I want Mondstadt to move into the era of peace sooner.
There was a light in Falga's eyes, which made Macchia look slightly stunned, as if she had seen the birth of a legend.
In her heart, a thought suddenly arose that she couldn't even believe.
Maybe the twelve-year-old boy in front of him can really do all this in the future!