The staff was so frightened that she stood up from the stool.
If this was in the suburbs, she wouldn't be so shocked.
After all, the ground in the suburbs was very soft. But this was in the city-state, and the ground was hard rock!
Just like that, Flocke actually stabbed the sword into the ground with his bare hands without any external force. It wasn't just a little bit, but the entire sword had sunk into the ground!
How powerful was his arm strength!
"Oh my god, Flocke!"
Some people knew him in the square. They were all shocked when they saw Flocke doing such a shocking demonstration.
The Flocke they knew did not have such strength. How did his strength improve so quickly?
Especially when they saw him return with serious injuries this afternoon. At that time, Flocke was severely beaten by slimes.
How did he obtain this power in just a few short hours?!
Thus, after the other knights-errant were shocked, they all realized this point and immediately swarmed over like bees.
"Flocke, did I see a ghost? How did you become stronger?"
"Did you sign a contract with the devil? That can't be done. Oh my god!"
"Flocke, did you drink some kind of magic potion?"
However, magic potions had a time limit. Therefore, the other knights-errant felt that Flocke must have truly signed a contract with the devil for him to suddenly become stronger!
However, they didn't expect Flocke to speak happily in the next second.
"I didn't sign a contract with the devil. I'm not crazy. I got my power after training in a gym. I got all my power there. I only spent half an hour in the process. Isn't it amazing?"
As he said that, Flocke started to demonstrate the power he had obtained like a show-off.
The other knights-errant were all shocked.
"A gym? Half an hour?"
"Oh my god, what kind of amazing gym is this? How can it have such an effect? Tell me quickly!"
After the shock, they became extremely curious about the gym and immediately asked what kind of gym it was. If all of these were true, that would be great!
Hence, Flocke happily told them about everything that had happened in the gym. Perhaps, due to his sudden gain of power, he started bragging crazily in front of this group of people who did not know.
While they were chatting happily, on the other side, Billy who was in the guild's dispatching area heard all of these.
He was playing with a gold coin and kept flipping it on the back of his hand. When he heard Flocke's words, he laughed.
"Huh? The gym is interesting."
"If there really is such a gym, doesn't that mean that everyone can stop working hard? What a joke!"
As the eldest son of the guild leader of the knights-errant and the first heir, Billy expressed his disdain towards this.
This guild of knights-errant was founded by his father. Since Billy was young, he had encountered all kinds of strong people in the guild.
Excluding potions, Billy had never seen anything that could make a person's strength soar in a short time.
Looking at Flocke's appearance, Billy understood what kind of person he was. Although Flocke loved to brag, his integrity was very reliable. He wouldn't let him be a team leader among many missions even if he didn't want to. It was because Billy was certain that Flocke had credibility.
However, Billy didn't wonder. He muttered to himself.
"I just saw him at the city gate today. He was riddled with injuries. It was obvious that he had failed the mission. Why did his power suddenly increase in the evening?"
This simply did not make sense!
"Could it be that Flocke's story about the gym is real?"
Thinking of this, Billy had a doubtful attitude and planned to go and test if everything was true.
Thus, Billy went to the square. At this moment, the knights-errant in the square surrounded Flocke and listened to his bragging happily.
They were shocked to see the guild leader's son, Billy.
"So it's the respected Lord Billy. Sorry for being rude."
"Hello, Lord Billy!"
It was extremely embarrassing to be caught bragging by the boss. Although Billy was not the boss yet and was only a knight-errant in the guild, his strength was very strong. He had already reached the level of an early-stage great swordsman at such a young age. This was simply the trademark of the guild. Moreover, Billy could not help but be domineering. His management level was also first-class. Compared to his father, he was simply better. Therefore, Billy was very prestigious in the eyes of the knights-errant.
Everyone in the guild had already regarded him as the guild leader. Now that Billy had appeared, they would immediately disperse and go about their own business. How would they dare to stay and brag?
Meanwhile, Flocke wanted to leave too, but he was stopped by Billy.
"Flocke, I have something to talk to you about later."
Hearing Billy's words, Flocke could only smile awkwardly.
"Good, Lord Billy! May I know why you're looking for me?"
Flocke was different from others. He was the leader of the crowd, so, he only hoped that Billy would not take it seriously.
But unexpectedly, Billy suddenly said, "Did you impale this sword?"
With that, the sword on the ground was still stabbed straight into the ground. Seeing this, Flocke thought that Billy did not like to cause trouble, so, he immediately pulled the sword out.
However, Billy stopped him and said, "Insert it again!"
This time, it was Flocke who was stunned. Did he hear it wrong? What? Insert it again?
Although he did not know why Billy asked him to do this, Flocke still did it. However, he inserted it into the original hole.
Seeing this, Billy frowned. This was not what he wanted, so, he said, "It's not like that. Just like how you demonstrated your strength just now, stick the sword with your bare hands again!"
Billy did this because he wanted to see Flocke's strength with his own eyes. He wanted to see if it was the effect of a potion. Therefore, when Flocke was bragging, he still waited for a while.
Normally, the potion with the best effect would only last for half an hour. Now, half an hour had passed.
If this Flocke could still demonstrate his normal strength, then it meant that the gym he was talking about could provide a rapid improvement just by training for half an hour! It was true!
Hearing this, Flocke understood Billy's intention, so, he didn't say anything more. Flocke lowered his waist and exerted force with his hands.
There was a "bang" sound.
Another hole appeared on the ground, and the sword was firmly inserted into it.