Chapter 86: Don't Underestimate Me, You'll See!
Chapter 86: Don't Underestimate Me, You'll See!
Upon hearing his superior's suggestion, the night watchmen beside him couldn't help but look at Rayen curiously.
Some of the night watchmen had seen Rayen during the previous battle against the feral werewolves, while others had not.
But at this moment, they all gathered around, eagerly anticipating the young man's performance.
Regarding Hamilton's sudden request, Rayen was initially taken aback, but the next moment, he smiled, nodded, and readily agreed.
"Alright, Sir Hamilton."
He finally understood why Hamilton's expression brightened when he asked about the night watchmen's training ground.
It seemed that at that time, Hamilton already had the idea of testing his strength.
However, in his heart, Rayen thought to himself that he definitely couldn't use 'Power Surge' at full power.
Otherwise, his 22 points of strength might even surpass Hamilton's, a formal knight's strength limit.
"Getting injured by your subordinate on the first day of work is not a good idea," Rayen imagined the scene and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
"But the last time I barely managed to repel a heavily injured feral werewolf, and my current 11 points of base strength is still a bit weaker."
"So, I'll need to add a little more, about 30% of Power Surge should be enough."
"Giving my superior a little surprise is necessary!"
After making up his mind, Rayen assumed a punching stance.
The next moment, he pushed off with his left foot, and his figure flashed past the crowd. Rayen delivered a powerful cross-step straight punch that struck Hamilton's outstretched right palm.
"Bang!"
The dull sound of fist meeting palm reverberated.
As Rayen's punch landed, he felt Hamilton's large hand was like layers of tough cowhide glued together, cushioning, absorbing, and dissipating the impact of his punch.
Hamilton controlled the backlash of his strength to a minimal degree, allowing Rayen to barely feel the counterforce from his hand.
This subtle control over strength represented a higher level of mastery over one's muscles and other aspects, a level Rayen had not yet reached.
"Excellent! Rayen, your knightly aptitude is even better than I imagined."
After feeling the power of Rayen's punch, Hamilton's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes widened with surprise, as if he had discovered a treasure.
His palm still stung a little.
"This guy Rayen's strength has improved so quickly!"
Hamilton's right elbow bent slightly, and he shook it at an almost imperceptible high speed several times, then placed his hands behind his back.
Among the onlooking night watchmen, there were also those who could recognize talent.
From Rayen's movement speed and the crisp sound of his punch, they knew that this young man's strength was extraordinary.
And their superior's astonished expression further confirmed their guess.
Hamilton looked around and then turned to Rayen, saying, "Let's go to my office."
When the two returned to the office, Hamilton proactively asked, "You must have cultivated the Colossal Bear Breath Technique, right?"
Rayen nodded, even if he didn't admit it, Hamilton's knowledge had already seen through it.
"Your current strength has reached the level of a Level 3 Knight Squire. At your rate of progress, you'll likely be able to challenge for the rank of formal knight in about half a year!"
"Truly commendable talent."
"However, the advancement potion will be a big problem. The time is too short, and it's highly unlikely that you'll be able to gather enough merit points from night watch duties to exchange for the advancement potion."
Hamilton seemed to have thought of something, furrowing his brows.
"It seems that we can only ask your teacher to come up with a solution for this."
"Um, Sir Hamilton, can you tell me about the advancement potion?" Rayen had always wanted to ask this question.
Previously, Claireya had avoided the topic, and Sir Hamilton had only briefly mentioned it when discussing merit points, without going into detail," Rain said, recalling the conversation.
Sir Hamilton looked at Rain in slight surprise, "Didn't Master Perez tell you about this?"
Rain froze for a moment, then asked, "My own teacher?"
Rain remembered, "I never confirmed to Sir Hamilton that Miss Claireya taught me the breathing technique and swordsmanship."
"So, he's been assuming that my teacher was Master Perez, who is also skilled in dual-wielding greatswords."
"Although Miss Claireya said it's best to keep this a secret, that she taught me the breathing technique and swordsmanship."
"But now, I'm facing opposition from within the House of Habsburg."
"Currently, the Night Watch, one of the official forces of the Empire that I've joined, might be the only deterrent to their actions."
"So, gaining the approval of my current superior, Sir Hamilton, is crucial!"
"If I continue to hide this, and when he meets Master Perez and casually asks about it, it might backfire if I'm exposed."
After some thought, Rain felt it was unnecessary to keep this secret from Sir Hamilton any longer.
On the contrary, revealing this 'secret' would likely be seen as a gesture of goodwill by Sir Hamilton.
"Sir Hamilton, to be honest, I'm not very familiar with Master Perez. My breathing technique and swordsmanship were actually taught to me by Miss Claireya," Rain said, rubbing his nose slightly embarrassed.
"What?" Sir Hamilton was stunned by Rain's response.
"You little rascal! You've kept this from me for so long!" The next moment, Sir Hamilton seemed to understand something and laughed.
"No wonder you didn't know about advanced potions."
"It seems that when Miss Claireya left Meistershire, you had just joined her, and your talents hadn't fully blossomed."
"Otherwise, she would have made special arrangements, and might have even taken you with her to the Imperial Capital."
The Imperial Capital?
Rain was taken aback at the mention of the capital. It was a place of aspiration, and he was determined to visit it if given the chance.
Sir Hamilton instantly understood why Rain had been targeted by an assassin.
"No wonder you were targeted by an assassin last time!"
Rain took the opportunity to ask, "By the way, Sir Hamilton, could you briefly tell me about the heirs of the House of Habsburg, aside from Miss Claireya?"
Sir Hamilton nodded, "Rain, I understand your concern. Alonso, the eldest son of the Count, is quite obsessive in my opinion."
"And he seems to be involved with some heretical matters, which have caught the attention of the higher-ups."
"So, I can't intervene in your situation. Even if I did, the outcome might not be as expected."
"But Sir Hamilton, aside from the eldest son, isn't there also a second son?" Rain asked, puzzled as to why Sir Hamilton had directly pointed out Alonso. Didn't Claireya have two brothers?
Sir Hamilton was visibly taken aback and shook his head, "It can't be Dekart. He's currently serving in the Imperial Military, so how could he possibly care about someone as insignificant as you in Meistershire?"
"Moreover, Dekart and Claireya have always had a good relationship, so why would he target you?"
"What?" Rain raised an eyebrow, surprised by this revelation.
It seemed clear that the assassin was sent by Alonso, the eldest son.
"Indeed! This trip wasn't in vain."
"I finally know who's behind the attacks!"
"As the saying goes, don't underestimate... Never mind, we'll see!"
(End of Chapter)
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