Chapter 186: A Goth ‘Fugitive’?

Dean left Tier Town with Baron Tier’s affirmative answer.

In fact, for a request from a future Gold-rank power house to select and form a guard locally, no lord would refuse it, provided their brain was not broken.

After all, once this future Gold-rank powerhouse truly stepped into the Gold-rank, the status of those around him would naturally rise; and when all these people came from the same place, the significance of that place would become different too—although Baron Tier did not behave much like a Lord most of the time, he was still very clear about such simple truths.

Of course, besides that, Baron Tier had an even more important reason: his own daughter.

Even if Dean was unwilling to admit it.

However, he could still be certain that Miss Tier played an indispensable role in this.

“What a trouble!”

Dean sighed softly like this, then urged his horse forward and quickly returned to the station of the Ferrchelen Knight Order.

Tonight was absolutely not the time for him to think about other matters.

He had to remember that there was still the Corpse of a Sorcerer waiting for him to deal with.

……

The Darkness of the night began to disperse the moment the Sunlight appeared.

However, the dense fog of the Tier Territory still lingered.

Amidst these layers of dense fog, the young people of the Ferrchelen Knight Order began another day of morning training, and Dean, who had dealt with the Sorcerer’s Corpse all night, also joined the morning training team—the most basic part of the [Body Forging Technique (Emerald)] was just such fast running, and then when exhausted, using a special breathing method to adjust oneself.

Of course, during the process, one could use Potion assistance to recover faster, allowing for faster entry and advancement.

However, that was the method used by most Nobles.

Ordinary Commoner Knights just used the most primitive way to train themselves.

Dean was no exception at this moment.

Although they were just ingredients for mixing Lesser Healing Potions, Dean would absolutely not use them here.

He needed to present a ‘fair’ appearance to his subordinate young people.

Moreover, with his [Constitution] far exceeding that of ordinary Knights now. Even the ingredients for Powerful Healing Potions would have little effect, requiring some very special ingredients.

And these were absolutely not what he could mix right now.

Not only was there a lack of raw materials, but time did not permit it either.

Therefore, Dean also chose the most primitive method.

But, even so, Dean’s performance still shocked all the subordinates of the Ferrchelen Knight Order—

“It’s already the two hundredth lap!”

The young people, who were already exhausted, supported their knees with their hands, adjusting their breathing, while not forgetting to pay attention to their Regiment Commander’s progress.

And such attention made them feel the gap between heaven and earth.

“We’ve only run fifty laps, but the Regiment Commander has already run two hundred laps, this, this…”

A young man was obviously unable to find an appropriate adjective.

“It should be more than two hundred laps… at the beginning, the Regiment Commander was running with us, and only after we all collapsed did he truly start to accelerate!”

The Auxiliary Soldier Captain Mah raised his head to look at the figure that was still accelerating, his words filled with deep admiration.

The surrounding young people were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes changed again.

Three hundred laps!

When Dean had run three hundred laps around the station of the Ferrchelen Knight Order, his speed began to slow down; it was not a sudden stop, but a change from fast to slow, and then a stop.

During this, the special breathing rhythm caused Dean’s chest to rise and fall rapidly.

And a trace of warmth began to gather inside his body with such breathing.

Obviously, compared to the [Hazy Shadow Inter-Space Breathing Technique], the effect of the [Body Forging Technique (Emerald)] was much worse—in fact, according to Dean’s speculation and understanding, the level of the [Hazy Shadow Inter-Space Breathing Technique] should be quite high, not inferior to the Secret Techniques of certain Grand Nobles, and even compared to the Secret Techniques of the Royal Family, it would be at most slightly inferior.

But, that was the complete [Hazy Shadow Inter-Space Breathing Technique], not his version which could only be upgraded to Lv3.

Phew!

Turbid air gathered in his abdomen and was finally slowly exhaled by Dean. In this severe cold climate, immediately, a white airflow formed in front of Dean’s mouth, flying forward condensed and not scattering, until it gradually dissipated two feet away—this was one of the phenomena unique to the [Body Forging Technique (Emerald)].

In fact, there were similar phenomena in the Body For forging Techniques of Goth and City.

It was just that the way they manifested was somewhat different.

For Goth, it was the expansion and contraction of the muscles.

For City, it was being enveloped by the heat brought out by his own sweat.

Dean, who had once studied a part of the [Body Forging Technique] of Goth and City, was very clear about the changes within.

Of course, it was only the basic part; as for the higher stages?

Dean didn’t even have the Emerald one, let alone those of Goth and City!

After completing a session of [Body Forging Technique (Emerald)] training, although there was still a considerable distance from the System’s recognition, Dean did not feel the slightest anxiety.

After all, compared to others, he was already the luckiest one.

For the introduction to the [Body Forging Technique (Emerald)], since it was the foundation, most people could complete it in four to five weeks, but after the introduction, if one wanted to improve without Potion assistance, it would require years of practice; after reaching Lv5, spending a year to raise one level was not surprising.

But he didn’t have to.

He only needed to master the introduction of the [Body Forging Technique (Emerald)] and let the System acknowledge it.

After that, he would use XP to increase the level of this Skill.

For general Skills, without level and other restrictions, improving with XP was obviously the best way.

Of course, this was only for the [Body Forging Technique (Emerald)].

The [Hazy Shadow Inter-Space Breathing Technique] was somewhat special; it did not require XP to improve, but was restricted by the time of practice—Lv1→Lv2 required maintaining it for ten minutes, while Lv2→Lv3 required maintaining it for twenty minutes.

Each minute consumed about 1 point of Stamina.

In other words, as long as the [Hazy Shadow Inter-Space Breathing Technique] was recognized by the System, Dean would quickly raise it to the highest level he could achieve.

Just like the [Body Forging Technique (Emerald)] which could use XP to increase its level.

Being able to improve without restriction and quickly.

This was the reason Dean chose these two Secret Techniques.

“The [Body Forging Technique] of Goth and City requires the cooperation of some medicines to break through the barriers of Lv3→Lv4 and Lv7→Lv8. Although they are not extremely precious medicines, there are many types, and collecting them would inevitably consume quite a lot of time… I hope Long Lang won’t complain!”

Dean thought in his heart about the expression that might appear on the face of that Black Market merchant when facing his purchase list, and couldn’t help but smile—at this moment, Dean felt extremely fortunate to have such a merchant ally.

Otherwise, relying on his own Strength, he didn’t know when he would be able to collect all those various medicines.

And Dean, who lacked time, obviously could not tolerate such a waste of time.

Clatter, clatter, clatter…

A burst of hoofbeats came from the distance. Dean, who had put on his equipment again, walked out with a smile—Huck, who had been away for a night and half a morning, should obviously have returned fully loaded.

And it did not go beyond Dean’s expectations.

Outside the station, our Vice Regiment Commander was proudly leading Theron and Ike to unload those chest armors.

“Regiment Commander, a total of forty-eight steel chest armors, all here!”

Huck looked at the approaching Dean and reported immediately.

“Did you encounter any surprises?”

Dean glanced at Huck’s Battleaxe, which still had a trace of blood remaining, and asked with a smile.

“Hmph, a group of guys from the Defendi Territory actually dared to snatch your loot, Regiment Commander; I chopped them all down… incidentally, I also seized six Warhorses and three flatbed carts—if it weren’t for these guys’ contribution, we would have returned at least by evening!”

Huck first snorted with disdain, then pointed to the spoils behind him, a smile appearing on his face.

Such a smile was not because of the value of the spoils.

It was simply the honor of being a Warrior.

Dean, who knew his deputy’s character thoroughly, couldn’t help but smile and pat the other’s shoulder: “Come on, let everyone move the chest armors into the warehouse; then… extra meal for lunch!”

“Long live the Regiment Commander!”

“Long live the Regiment Commander!”

Dean’s order immediately made the young people cheer.

Obviously, for these simple young people, having a delicious meal was always something to look forward to.

And in the following three days, the young people spent their time in such expectation and… agony—

“Whoever can reach one-third of my training items can have the priority to choose a chest armor!”

Dean’s words undoubtedly made the young people enthusiastic and full of expectation.

However, the Strength displayed by Dean made these young people suffer unspeakably!

Morning training required at least three hundred laps around the Knight Order’s station, three hundred laps in the afternoon, and three hundred laps in the evening; that kind of high-intensity running, far beyond ordinary people’s imagination, made the young people wail every time they saw it.

However, the unyielding nature of the young people always made them chase Dean’s footsteps even harder.

Afterwards, when they were exhausted, they would find that the food had improved again.

Meat and white bread occupied the dining tables.

The young people who knew exactly what was going on added another point of reverence for their Regiment Commander, and on the training ground, they worked even harder.

Of course, even the best among them, Theron, still had a considerable gap compared to one-third of Dean’s training items.

However, no one would give up.

And at noon on the third day, such training had to stop—

“Dean, Marquis Vauban has sent a letter asking us to assist in capturing the Goth fugitive!”

The Baron’s Advisor, Ikes, stood in front of Dean and said this.