Throne of Vientiane Civilization

As a fairly young wood elf mage, Locke was very tired after traveling for a long time. Now that he had arrived in Xianyang, he was naturally allowed to rest for a few days.

Zhou Xu originally wanted to arrange a place for him to live outside the palace. After all, there was no such thing as a guest room in the palace.

But Locke refused, saying that it would be fine to live with John and the others these days. It happened that he hadn't seen these juniors in the clan for a long time.

Zhou Xu did not refuse and directly asked John to arrange the place.

Anyway, the majority of the wood elves occupy the dormitory of the Guards Corps. Since Locke wants to live there, he can just see where there are vacancies and arrange for one to go in. That's it.

Everyone knew that John was going back to the village before, but everyone obviously didn't expect that John would bring their clan leader with him this time.

At first, when everyone knew that the clan leader was coming, they were quite enthusiastic. After all, they had not seen the clan leader for a while, but now that they saw him, they were really kind to him.

In addition, it was lunch break time again, and all the wood elves suddenly gathered around.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, Locke was filled with emotion.

The temperaments of these brats have changed so much that he doesn't even dare to recognize them anymore.

"Let's go, take the clan leader to see the dormitory first."

John said as he led Locke towards the dormitory building.

The dormitories of the Guards Corps are all ten-person dormitories, because they are a team of ten people, and all members of a team live together, which makes it easier for them to develop a tacit understanding.

A ten-person dormitory sounds crowded, but since the dormitory space has become larger, it actually doesn't feel crowded.

When Locke entered the dormitory, his first impression was that it was spacious and simple. Even in the hot summer, there was no peculiar smell in the dormitory.

At the same time, the bed was clean, and the pillows and quilts were stacked in a square shape, so square that he felt a little incredible.

You know, when these brats were in the village, the houses were in a mess, and you couldn't even see them.

At this moment, for the first time, Locke had the idea that being a soldier might not be a bad idea.

"Oh, by the way, where will I sleep next?"

As these words were spoken, the wood elves gradually realized that something was wrong, their bodies tensed slightly, and their facial expressions changed slightly.

And John spoke calmly as if nothing was wrong...

"The patriarch will stay here for two days and stay with us. Which of you..."

"I suddenly remembered that the garbage in the dormitory was not taken out, so I left first."

"Oh, I have some extra practice today, look at my memory!"

"The clothes haven't been washed yet."

"The sun is so strong, please take out the bedding and dry it in the sun."

"I'm on duty at night. It's getting late. I have to get ready."

"..."

Before John could finish speaking, the wood elves present showed off their magic powers and dispersed in a hurry.

They hadn't seen the clan leader for a while, and they did feel more cordial, but that didn't mean they wanted to live in the same house as the clan leader. That was completely different.

Looking at these brats in his clan, Locke was very angry.

Seeing this, John quickly comforted him.

"Patriarch, please calm down. You can stay in the same dormitory as Sion and the others tonight."

This was clearly heard by Sion, who had not yet run far away, and the boy quit on the spot.

"No, why?"

"The patriarch took such good care of you before. What's wrong with living with you for a few days?"

"Why don't you tell me that he never showed mercy when he hit me since I was a kid? He always shows off his moves, always shows off his moves!"

While speaking, Sion made two special gestures, and at the same time he became even more excited.

"You are abusing your power, I want to report you!"

"You can go ahead. Your Majesty allows me to arrange accommodation for the clan leader."

"..."

John was holding the Shangfang Sword in this wave, which directly made Sion lose his temper.

During the lunch break, John took Locke to get acquainted with their living environment and prepared daily necessities for him for the next few days.

In the afternoon, the Janissary training began.

Standing on the training ground, the wood elves had completely lost the laughter and laughter they had during their lunch break. Even Sion looked serious, which made Locke a little uncomfortable.

I even wonder if these brats are just pretending.

After all, the inherent impression of the past three hundred years is deeply ingrained in Locke.

But as half an hour passed, Locke's initial thoughts were quickly shattered.

He found that during the past half hour, the attention of these brats had been highly concentrated. However, what he didn't know was that this was just the beginning...

Soon, an hour passed and the training continued.

Two hours passed, and Locke's expression began to look a little strange. At the same time, he couldn't help but call John and whispered.

"John, is this training intensity too high? That's about it, right? Don't get injured during training? This kind of thing should be done slowly."

"..."

Looking at Locke with a serious look on his face, John really didn't know how to deal with it.

He can't criticize their clan leader and say that he was stuck in the bottleneck period for a hundred years because he was too lazy in the past, right?

However, what John didn't know was that in Locke's eyes, his silence meant something else.

"I know. Are you guys pretending to be nice to me just because I see you?"

"..."

"Stop pretending. I don't know you little brats."

"..."

Compared to Sean and the others, John has always been more mature and stable, and at the same time more sensible. He also maintains due respect for his elders. He is a typical good boy in the eyes of his elders.

But at this moment, John felt for the first time that their chief was really annoying!

"Chief, if you have nothing to do, go to the rest room to have tea. Don't disturb our training here."

Rounding off, John started to drive people away.

While Locke felt puzzled by this, he was competing with the wood elves of the personal guard in his heart.

"Okay, I want to see how long you can last!"

The result was that they continued from the most basic physical training to spell training, and finally to meditation before the end until six in the evening.

Although there was a break in the middle of the training, it was basically about ten minutes.

After just one afternoon, the wood elf soldiers were not to be mentioned, and Locke, who was watching, couldn't stand it first.

He almost got heatstroke. Finally, John noticed that he could not stand up, so he called two wood elf soldiers to carry him to the shade of a tree to rest, and then got him some tea, and he finally recovered.

Locke, who was watching the whole process, had already set off a storm in his heart.

From Locke's point of view, the intensity of this afternoon's training was a bit crazy, and he couldn't help but wonder how these stinky boys in the tribe could hold on. Even if they were pretending for him, it was a bit too cruel, right?

But at the same time, he couldn't deny that from the perspective of an extraordinary wizard, it was not difficult to see that the magic skills of these stinky boys had improved significantly during the spell training!