The sun shone through the blinds onto Luciel's face, and Luciel woke up from a deep sleep.
In front of me was a fairly spacious and bright small room. In addition to the bed, there was a writing desk and a high-back chair. On the wall was a cross sword inlaid with two precious stones.
There is also a long sword in the corner, but it is much simpler, and there are some armor components piled up, which looks heavy.
Luciel got up after a simple wash, put on a clean blue samurai suit, and simply tied a knot at the neckline.
The young man in the mirror looked upright, fair and handsome, with light chestnut short hair that was simply managed, very aristocratic.
"It's been the sixteenth year since..."
Luciel let out a long sigh of relief, thinking silently in his heart.
This is a world completely different from the previous life, with fighting spirit magic and many unknown supernatural powers.
In this life, his name is Luciel Lanster.
His father was Rufu Lanster, a small nobleman in the country, a hereditary baronial title, he owned a small territory in a remote area of West Asia Province of the Kingdom of Line, and his family was fairly wealthy.
It is a pity that Luciel is a "waste".
Waste refers to his knight talent.
After three years of studying at the best Orland Knights Academy in West Asia, he is still a first-level apprentice knight who can't even hold the knight's sword securely, so that Baron Ruf spends a lot of gold coins every year in vain. drift.
Luciel also has a younger sister named Bellis Lanster.
Contrary to him, his younger sister, Belis, is an out-and-out magic genius, two years younger than Luciel, but already an excellent apprentice magician at level 5, even skipping one level, and now she is also one. A third grader.
"Actually, I am more suitable to be a magician, if it's not that I don't have the talent for magic..."
Luciel looked at the handsome boy in the mirror and curled his lips mockingly, and gave a wry smile.
Luciel's mother had a dystocia when he gave birth, causing Luciel's congenital deficiency. She has been weak since she was a child, and her physical qualities are far inferior to her peers in all aspects.
Luciel's poor mother passed away in a hurry after sending him to this world.
This is the source of his slow progress in the Way of the Cavaliers, and an important reason why he was so doted by Baron Ruf.
"If you can't break through to the second-level apprentice knight at the end of this semester, you can go home and help the Baron Daddy take care of his one-third of an acre."
Luciel made up his mind and walked out of the room with his clothes.
Orland Knight Academy is an aristocratic academy, as long as you have money, you can enter it for further training.
Many nobles in West Asia are willing to send their children in for gilding. Regardless of whether they can really become a real knight after six years, they are all glorious graduates of the Knights Academy of Orland, similar to the top students in their previous lives.
There are also many civilian students in the college, all of whom are geniuses with outstanding qualifications.
The college used the gold coins "scraped" from the noble students as scholarships to encourage them to practice hard, and promote the glory of Orland after graduation.
The two classes of commoners and nobles are very distinct and look down upon each other a bit.
Rich and wealthy like Luciel, who have no children of high nobles and no natural talent for civilians, have an extremely awkward position in the academy and have always been at the bottom of the chain of contempt.
But Luciel did not choose to give up on himself, insisting on taking the basic course of apprentice knight every day.
The most important thing is that he does not have the capital to spend time and drink.
"When you become a true knight in the future, you will be grateful for every sweaty morning now. The solid foundation allows you to go further in the path of knights..."
When Luciel arrived at the training ground, the first-year apprentice knights had already started their day's morning class.
Except for the mentor knight Julian who gave Luciel a faint glance when he arrived, no one paid attention to Luciel's appearance. He has always been a little transparent.
The morning class for apprentice knights is to practice swordsmanship.
Basic swordsmanship.
This swordsmanship is fairly simple. Luciel has been familiar with it since he has practiced for three years.
Taking a deep breath and moving his body a little, Luciel picked up the training apprentice sword and started practicing swordsmanship.
The apprentice's long sword is made of lead-wrapped oak. It is more than one meter long. The guard and the sword body form a standard cross shape. It weighs more than ten kilograms and is quite heavy.
Cut flat, pick up, swing...
After practicing a complete set of basic swordsmanship, Luciel's forehead was already oozing fine beads of sweat, his fair and handsome face was slightly red, and he was breathing heavily.
Sweating early in the morning is also a good thing.
When Luciel was about to practice again, a strange voice suddenly rang in his mind.
"[Biochip activation complete...]"
"[Storing information...]"
"[Analyzing the results...]"
[The analysis results are as follows: action completeness is 90%, action perfection is 67%. It is recommended that the following actions be corrected, the first action shoulder and hip..]
Luciel was stunned.
Biochip?
Storage analysis function?
On the huge training ground, many teenagers sweated like rain and concentrated on training. The only one standing motionless with a sword seemed to be in a daze.
The knight instructor Julian frowned slightly, and then shook his head and moved away after setting his eyes on the boy for a while.
Some people are not worth his waste of energy.
A brief shock was followed by a huge ecstasy.
The biochip is an auxiliary tool implanted into the brain by Luciel in his previous life, but he unexpectedly brought it along with him.
Although I don't know why it took 16 years of deep sleep to wake up, Luciel knows the powerful functions of biochips and can't wait to try it right away.
"Analysis one by one..."
Luciel picked up the long sword again, and started the first move of basic swordsmanship.
A layer of light blue data immediately appeared in the field of vision, brushing down like a waterfall.
[shoulder is down 2 cm, right wrist is raised 1 cm...]"
This time Luciel practiced basic swordsmanship very slowly, and there was some dissonance. He seemed to be constantly adjusting, like a clumsy beginner.
Julian, who swept his gaze again, saw that the disappointment in this scene became stronger, and quickly turned his gaze away.
It's a pity that he didn't see that the light in Luciel's eyes, facing the sun, seemed to be more dazzling than the dawn.
The basic swordsmanship that he keeps repeating in his hand has also become smooth and perfect in the repetition over and over again...