Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 343 - 343 168 Sparring in the Barracks

343: Chapter 168: Sparring in the Barracks 343: Chapter 168: Sparring in the Barracks “Just overnight, and it’s become this long, your hair grows so quickly, Leon,” Miss Elena twirled the black hair at the back of his head, carefully giving it a trim.

“It’s just a side effect of that extreme training…

I’m used to it,” Leon languidly enjoyed the housekeeper lady’s skilled haircutting.

Every half a month or so, after one of those inhuman “Magic Power special trainings,” not only would his appetite surge, but his hair would also grow crazily overnight.

However, aside from that, there were no other symptoms.

This was probably just the extreme stimulation and impact on his body from a short-term surge in Magic Element.

Sitting beside him, Olivia reached out and pinched a lock of the cut black hair from the cloth behind Leon’s chair, playing with it.

Since they started living and sleeping together, she had been quite startled when she first witnessed this phenomenon.

That morning when she opened her eyes and saw a long-haired man with disheveled hair embracing her, Olivia was so frightened that she grabbed his neck, and in a panic was about to punch the “thief.”

Fortunately, Leon woke up choking for breath and managed to speak in time, narrowly avoiding being accidentally killed by the young lady’s mistake.

“If I could have learned to control Magic Power earlier, I wouldn’t have to hide from the Great Nobles, and I could have been by your side at all times,” Olivia rubbed her lover’s hair clippings with regret.

She still remembered their first meeting, the disheveled appearance of the brown-haired Leon back then, and now looking at him, he was completely different from before.

And it wasn’t just his hair.

Olivia wondered if it was an illusion, but Leon’s appearance also seemed to be changing more and more from the initial one.

Although it is typical for someone their age to have rapid physical growth, Olivia examined her lover’s face.

Even if she totally didn’t care about her partner’s looks, whether they were handsome or ugly, tall or short, the increasingly handsome appearance of the other party was clearly felt by the young lady as different from the beginning.

If not for the same eyebrows, temperament, and demeanor as at the beginning, one couldn’t help but wonder if Leon had switched bodies.

Judging by the rapid increase in his height and physique, if it was Magic that accelerated Leon’s growth, it truly amazed her.

The difference in the future appearance of a boy as he grows up was indeed incredible.

After finishing his haircut and washing off the remaining hair clippings from his head, Leon efficiently got dressed in his armor with the help of Kovis, Olivia, and Treya.

The silver Knight Armor that had been burned black on the shoulder during the battle had already been polished bright by the master craftsmen of the camp.

Although the original engraved patterns could not be restored, Leon was not fixated on the appearance.

He put on a finely tailored bare-chested shoulder cloak Knight’s battle robe over the outside, covering the wear, and the original difference was not discernible.

It was just a pity for his beloved Wing Helmet.

Although the cracks and holes and the decorations on both sides were reluctantly repaired, the structurally broken helmet was clearly no longer suitable for actual combat, and Leon could only hang this token of affection given by the young lady as an ornament in his bedroom.

Now on his head, he wore the original model of plate armor from the Dawson set.

He had the serpent decoration from the original Casoles Family crest removed with the help of the new master craftsmen, so wearing it no longer repulsed Leon.

Once Olivia and the others also dressed up neatly, even Treya was armored in a set of plate chain composite armor, and then everyone left the mansion together, heading for the fully completed Selva Camp.

The camp, with its masonry structure, was surrounded by stakes and ditches.

Hanging on both sides of the open drawbridge gate were the Pendragon Sword Wings swallowtail Black Flags.

On the arrow towers and embrasures stood fully-armed archers and gunners, and within the camp, the orderly steps and callings of the Soldiers’ drills resounded.

Apart from some suggested physical exercises, Leon did not interfere much with Mr.

Brian Sr.’s training of soldiers.

The modern military steps and formation drills that he knew were nothing unusual for an old knight from the former dynasty who knew how to train soldiers.

In this era, professional soldiers emphasized the uniformity and absolute order of military formations, which was the most important part of combat power, and much more important than what Leon knew from his past life’s modern army, which was already in hot war.

Even for Knights of Valor with extraordinary strength, if they fell alone into dense spear formations, they would inevitably be turned into hedgehogs.

After all, on the battlefield, it’s not always Knights bullying commoners; the enemy also has Knights.

Unless one possessed strength and armor weapons like the “Galron” of the Flame Sun Guard, strong enough to crush ordinary opponents, a lone Knight without formation soldiers and Guards to accompany him, facing the enemy’s orderly formations, and even adding in the enemy’s Knights, a brute force approach to facing a group beating would only lead to a dead end on the battlefield.

According to Mr.

Brian Sr., he was training the Selva youth little by little using the former King’s Royal Guard’s drill procedures.

Physical strength, archery, fighting, swimming, and so on… If it weren’t for the fact that there were currently not enough horses on the territory, limited to only the Guards Cavalry’s use, mounted combat would also be part of the training every Lord’s personal soldiers needed to learn.

…Leon walked into the camp under the salutes of the standing guard soldiers; on the vast training ground at the moment, thirty Crossbowmen were practicing the exercise of shield-advancing shooting at the shrill sound of Brian’s military whistle.

Sometimes here, he could also see them forming mixed troops with the Gun Spear Soldiers, conducting cooperative combat training because ideally, a gunner assisting a crossbowman to move a heavy shield effectively reduces the combat pressure on the crossbowman team.