Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 215 - 215 115 Leisurely Days and Usual Pastimes_3

215: Chapter 115 Leisurely Days and Usual Pastimes_3 215: Chapter 115 Leisurely Days and Usual Pastimes_3 Particularly now that she had her own large group of human-shaped punching bags to practice with all day.

Leon couldn’t predict how much more the young girl would grow if this continued.

“Keep it up, the path of martial arts must not stop…”

Bearing the restlessness in his head influenced by robust energy, Leon returned home and continued to be beaten by Olivia.

He completed one-on-one martial arts training in the morning.

After resting at noon, he listened to Mr.

Brian Sr.

and the various stewards’ reports on daily public affairs in the hall.

There were far fewer undead attacks this month compared to the last.

The ample patrol troops in Selva allowed the subjects to eradicate the Living Corpses that strayed into their lands on their own.

The archers, who rotated to and from their posts on schedule, had already resolved Longka’s safety issues.

And after the workers protected by Farolis Soldiers began to make roads in the forest, the forest paths patrolled periodically by Thorny Flower soldiers acted like a defensive line, able to give an early warning of danger.

The most serious incident in recent days involved a Corpse Ghost of an ancient soldier, resulting in a few members of the Thorns Flower family getting injured.

Apart from that, the area gradually regained its past tranquility.

In the afternoon, Leon patrolled the territory and checked on the two construction sites in the east.

The barracks near the southeast corner of the river were beginning to take shape, and several barracks constructed as a priority allowed the Guards and archers to move in, accommodating the small number of soldiers for the time being.

The daily scuffles and archery training could be held in the fields, and they did not interfere with the construction.

The tavern in the east would soon be open for business.

Not only did the Thorny Flower Camp need a place of entertainment, but the local subjects of Selva, now a hub of labor, had long needed a place to relax.

But without a Minstrel to tell stories and sing, or musicians to stay as residents, they could only provide various drinks, food, and some simple betting card games commonly found in Orland.

It wasn’t easy to find a Minstrel; in this era, one who was not only cultured but also chose the wandering lifestyle, was likely from a rich family or a noble’s second son.

Selva was still a backwater place, naturally failing to attract those poets.

After patrolling the territory, he continued to gather the Guards to train together on the pasture, practicing siege tactics and formation coordination, and led everyone in horse riding practice.

As dusk approached, he dismissed the Guards to return to camp.

Leon had dinner in the hall with everyone at home, then discussed martial arts manuscripts with Olivia.

Before bed, he studied the ancient Magic Guide theory translated by Miss Lora with Kovis.

Not until late at night, after a fulfilling day, did Leon extinguish the candlelight and peacefully fall asleep.

Another day passed.

On his last day before setting out on a journey with Baron Eriv, Azeryan finally returned home.

“Here’s what you asked for, it wasn’t cheap, buying for a girl really shows your willingness,” the noble’s son joked as he placed the package on the table, but he didn’t explain further, silently marveling at their generosity.

After checking the goods, a uniquely styled everyday dress was inside, made of fine materials; its price could match that of a noble lady’s formal dress.

“Ha~ This is the first time I’ve seen Olivia, and I can’t shake this fixation from my head; this is definitely very suitable for her.”

Leon immediately unwrapped the package to look and was very satisfied.

The old tailor had indeed captured his design.

“What’s with the socks?

Why did you buy a pair of men’s socks for Olivia?

And black ones at that, really strange.

Or are they for you?

If you’re short on socks, I have a few pairs in my room,” Azeryan curiously said.

“Men’s socks?

Tsk tsk tsk, that you don’t understand.

A hundred years from now, the truly knowledgeable will realize that Sir Leon blazed a trail for women’s fashion forwardness.”

Leon chuckled at him, covered the dress, turned around, and cheerfully went downstairs to find Olivia.