Dick frowned and used one arm to block the direct sunlight coming from the window.
I lazily got up from the bed, walked to the window sill, opened the window, and looked down. Everything in the courtyard was in order.
Kebi seemed to be practicing Swordsmanship with his upper body naked, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and kept stabbing at the practice target in front of him. The captain Fisher on the side was still instructing Kebi on the movement specifications.
Dick just looked at it for a while, feeling hungry, so he opened the door, and there were two maids waiting. They also pushed a tableware with an oval metal cover in front of them.
"Master Dick, you are awake. Do you want to eat now?" a maid asked.
"Can I ask what time it is?"
"It's already 10 o'clock in the morning, Master Dick."
"I am indeed hungry and want to eat now, but before eating I want to go to the toilet. Do you know where the toilet is?"
The two maids looked at each other and smiled.
"You come with me." One of the maids who helped serve Dick last night replied.
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."
"No trouble, Master Dick."
Following the footsteps of the maid, Dick came to the other end of the corridor, and then turned inward and there was a door.
"This is the toilet of the castle. There will be a toilet on each floor."
Dick opened the door and looked inside, with a surprised look on his face. This toilet seemed to be different from what he had imagined.
"Master Dick, can you use the utensils in this toilet?"
"Our Mr. Odin III spent a lot of money to hire a warlock to help renovate the toilet. It is different from the previous toilets. This can prevent assassins from seizing the loopholes to assassinate.
"There are various energy stones placed inside. You may not understand the principles. Do you want me to teach you how to use them?"
"Don't bother, I know how to use it."
Dick looked at the layout in front of him, which seemed rough, but was similar to the toilets in later generations' homes, and a smile appeared on his face.
He never expected to see such similar equipment in the Middle Ages, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy.
It's just that these devices are all made of marble, and there are energy stones that shine with light green light on the walls.
"Then I can rest assured. As expected of a master witcher, he even knows how to use the latest toilet." The maid complimented.
Dick The corner of his mouth twitched, and he waved his hand to signal the maid to go out.
Then he sat on a crude medieval toilet and bowed his head in thought:
Last night, I had passed my first major crisis. Broom Witch's entire army was wiped out. During this period, I relied on my strength and actions to reverse the criticism.
And the next second crisis - Witcher Order, mainly School of the Lynx Witcher will come to question himself.
In any case, while there is still some time left, continue to improve your strength and obtain Energy Points.
As for Xiya, I already said it yesterday, take your time and don't be in a hurry.
Warlocks and demon hunters are both long-lived species, and they have plenty of time.
It seems that after Xiya was promoted to an official warlock, it is possible that due to the surge in mana, his body was invaded by magical elements in the air, and thus he was unable to conceive offspring.
Many sorcerers are unable to reproduce due to this, but since witchers themselves are also sterile, there is no need to worry about this.
Even if Xiya wants to have a child in the future, maybe by then Alchemy will be successful and no medicine can be developed.
Oops, I thought too far.
Just now the maid said that Odin III specially renovated the toilet to prevent someone from assassinating her.
Dick After thinking about it, I figured out the reason.
You know, in the ancient and medieval West, assassins would stand up to the "rain of bullets" in the spacious excretion channel from bottom to top of the toilet, and stab upward with a long spear, otherwise the word "assassin" in English would not be that.
After a while, Dick left the toilet and returned to his bedroom door.
In the room, the maid had already laid out the tablecloth, and placed a large glass of milk and large pieces of lamb chops that exuded an attractive aroma and were sprinkled with seasonings and vegetables.
"Master Dick, please have a meal."
"I also want to wash my face and brush my teeth."
"This is easy to handle, we have already prepared it for you."
After saying that, the maid took a clean basin.
Dick was not polite. After washing his face a few times, he wiped it clean with a towel.
Another maid handed over a neat and clean piece of white cloth with some small white solid particles on it.
"What is this?"
"Utensils for brushing your teeth, Master Dick."
Dick dipped his finger into the small white crystal particles, put it in the water and tasted it, it was salty.
"This is white salt."
"Yes. You just need to take this piece of cloth and dip it in white salt to wipe your teeth."
Dick Suddenly, when he traveled through time and became a demon hunter, he had also been worried about how to brush his teeth.
I just find some fresh tree trunks every day, pull out the bark, put it in my mouth and mess around with it. I didn't expect the people in the castle to brush their teeth like this.
When I came to the bronze mirror, I opened my mouth and found that my teeth were neat and white.
I brushed a few more times with the toothbrush, rinsed my mouth, and took a photo from left to right.
The maid on the side whispered, "Master Dick, your skin is so good."
"Really? Why do you say that?"
"You don't have any pimples on your skin, unlike us."
Dick Suddenly, no wonder I felt a little different from the previous few days. I usually don't pay attention to my external image and didn't notice any changes.
After being reminded by the maid, I discovered that even the original black spots on my face have now disappeared, and my teeth are even whiter and flawless.
This only shows one thing, that my talent [Intermediate Self-Healing] can actually remove dirt from the body, which should be excreted with sweat.
If it were another world, wouldn't this [Intermediate Self-Healing] be named [Immaculate Body]?
I was born at the wrong time. If I had this ability in my previous life, I would have been able to live with a rich woman.
After feeling secretly proud for a while, Dick sat down at the makeshift dining table and started eating.
After eating, I changed my clothes under the service of the maid.
Dick truly experienced the luxury of a medieval nobleman, and secretly swore in his heart:
Just this once, just this once, I can't be so lazy in the future.
But the smile at the corner of his mouth could not be concealed. After all, it is human nature to like to enjoy.
Then, Dick walked out of the castle and came to the courtyard.
He planned to say hello to Kebi and ask if his residence was ready, and then look for monster hunting commissions to improve his strength.
"Oh ha!" The voice of practice came from the courtyard.
Kebi's upper body was naked and stained with sweat, and the wooden sword in his hand thrust forward again.
"Yes, Master Kebi, you are really a genius, your progress is so fast.
"By the way, step back a little with your left foot, that's it. Then concentrate on thrusting forward with all your strength." Fisher on the side was obviously instructing Kebi Swordsmanship.
When they saw Dick coming down, the two of them stopped what they were doing.
Kebi took a big breath and said after a moment, "Dick, are you awake? You are really not as good as us. We drank so much yesterday that nothing happened, but we all got up very early, but you can't bear to drink."
Dick waved his hand and said, "I do not drink well, by the way, Kebi, are you practicing Swordsmanship?"
"Yes," Kebi's face turned serious, "After yesterday's city defense battle, although I was awarded the official title of knight by the Grand Commander, I found that my strength is still far behind, so I asked Fisher to guide my Swordsmanship."
"I think the Swordsmanship that Fisher is guiding you seems to be mainly thrusting, unlike our School of the Lynx's Swordsmanship that is mainly focused on swinging."
"That's right." Fisher said with a smile, "Master Dick, what I learned is the family tradition Swordsmanship, and it is really focused on thrusting.
"The swords in our homes are actually much thinner than those in the army, making it easier to penetrate the enemy's vital points.
"And pay more attention to the forward and backward movement of the steps. How should I put it? In the words of my grandfather, our Swordsmanship is precise and elegant." A trace of nostalgia flashed in Fisher's eyes.
"I didn't expect you to be a Swordsmanship master!" Dick teased.
However, Fisher did not reject Dick's words of praise this time, and showed a trace of pride on his face. "Although I am not a master, but yesterday I killed three mummies in one breath with this Swordsmanship."
"But didn't you say that you were knocked unconscious by a monster while defending the city yesterday?"
A look of embarrassment flashed across Fisher's face, and then he explained, "Master Dick, I did kill three monsters. Although it was with the cooperation of the soldiers, a hole was made in our defense. I was attacked by the monsters behind me."
"Yes, Dick. I have sent people to check the wounds of those monsters. You know, I will establish military merit based on the number of enemies killed on the battlefield.
"There are three monsters whose eyes were fatally pierced by a sword.
"And what you don't know is that Fisher used to be a member of Order of the Falcon of the Knights, but he retired when he got older. He plans to stay at Odinburg for stability."
(Tip: Assassin, separate it into three, three and two, it is concise and easy to understand.)