Fantasy Family Simulator - Chapter 28

Chapter 28 Intense Battle

After hearing this, Reiter fell into deep thought. If he hadn’t seen the actual effect and only heard this description, he might not have been too optimistic about this combat technique.

It sounded like this movement technique could only return to the path he had taken in a short period of time.

On the other hand, most of the movement techniques were more comprehensive. Running in any direction or making any movement had a certain speed effect.

Compared to the two, this combat technique had its limitations.

However, recalling Tucker’s half-step back that had teleportation-like speed, Reiter realized that the upper limit of this movement technique was very high.

With this speed, dodging attacks and fatal injuries would be as easy as flipping his hand. Be it on the battlefield or in a life-or-death battle, his mobility and survival ability would be greatly enhanced.

Especially when the second advancement was used properly, it will bring many variables to the battle. Just these two points alone were completely worthy of the level of a medium level combat technique.

“What about the more mysterious second level?” Reiter thought to himself.

“It sounds very powerful. I’m looking forward to you mastering it as soon as possible. However, there’s something wrong with your leg. You don’t have to go with the caravan tomorrow. You can rest at home and cultivate this Combat Technique as soon as possible.’ Rylei gave a considerate suggestion.

However, Tucker was not happy. He was anxious when he heard that. He pushed himself with one hand.

up His body tilted to the left, but he still shook his head and said forcefully, “It’s just a tendon pull. I’ll recover in a while. We knights don’t cultivate like mages. We’ve experienced more pain than this. This has no effect on me at all!”

“But…” Rylei wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Reiter. “We’ll talk about the practice of combat techniques when we get back. I believe that Tucker is a brave and fearless knight. This little problem will disappear after a night’s sleep. The caravan’s journey will be the same tomorrow!”

The final decision was in his father’s hands. Since his father had made a decision, Rylei shrugged and had nothing to say.

“Tucker, how much of the combat technique have you memorized?” Reiter returned to his chair and stared into the mirror.

“I’ve memorized most of the first level. Give me a few more minutes, and I’ll definitely be able to understand all the contents of the first level.” Tucker patted his chest and promised. Cultivating battle techniques was not like memorizing large paragraphs of words by rote. There were practices to be done with one’s body. As long as one could understand the route of combat aura circulation, it would be very fast to memorize it.

The most important thing was to form his body’s instincts! To master and become proficient, one needs to constantly accumulate practice.

“I’ll leave the mirror here. When the sun sets next time, Tucker, come to the fifth floor and learn this combat technique. The contents reflected in the mirror cannot be displayed outside.” Reiter carried the mirror into his room and turned into the passageway, disappearing from their sight.

“No problem, Father. We’ll go down and wait for you at the table.”

“I’ll be right there,” came the voice from the passageway.

In the middle of the night, Young Eagle Town was silent.

The moon hanging in the sky shed its cloudy veil, revealing its bright face as it looked down at the ground. The commoners in the small town had all gone to sleep. They needed to replenish their energy and welcome the full life of the day. Even the horses in the horse farm in the southeast corner of Young Eagle Town were asleep.

However, an exceptionally intense “battle” broke out in one of the horse sheds.

It was said that in love, the time and order of appearance were very important. In fact, it was the same for horses.

In Haig’s eyes, the gray-skinned elite horse was the strongest among the gray-skinned horses. However, in her eyes, it was not attractive at all.

In the past few days, perhaps because it was the time for her to go into heat, although she still looked down on the other ordinary packhorses, when she looked at the gray-skinned horse head-Ash, he became more and more pleasing to the eye. There was even an instinctive urge to reproduce in the depths of her body.

This kind of impulse was not unheard of in the past. Unfortunately, she was only two years old and had spent most of her life in Young Eagle Town. In the past, she had never met a horse that was destined to take over her heart. Today’s situation was a little different. Her breeder had actually locked her with Ash. After enjoying tonight’s “cuisine”, the urge to reproduce in her body was especially strong and she could not control it at all.

Ash seemed to be in the same situation as her.

After eating the horse grass tonight, he was especially dishonest.

However, she was the same.

When the two met, the time, place, and people were in the right place. It was like dry wood meeting a raging fire. The volcano-like reproduction instincts erupted like a torrent.

Outside the horse shed, George was draped in a thick cotton jacket and lying in the hay outside the wall. He even opened his eyes and saw the situation in the stable clearly. He could not help but laugh. However, he quickly covered his mouth, afraid that he would disturb the good thing. Neighhhh~ A long cry suddenly sounded in the stable and even spread to the outside world, drifting in the night sky. George’s expression turned serious. He perked up and saw Ash lying on the ground. George looked a little dissatisfied. To think that he had put in a huge dose of aphrodisiac and mixed it with horse grass feed. “You’re a packhorse!”

Like him, Haig herself was kicking at Ash with her hooves. It was as if she was saying: Useless thing, you only care about yourself!

Haig’s hooves were quite powerful, kicking the hardest spine on Ash’s body. Ash felt tired today, as if he was too guilty to resist, he shifted timidly. Not daring to look directly at Haig, he crawled to a corner of the stable and buried his head in the corner, no longer moving.

Seeing this, Haig angrily pressed down on Ash and closed her eyes, preparing to sleep in this position.

Seeing that there were no signs of World War II, George shook his head and prepared to return to his room. It was too cold outside, especially at night. Moreover, he had already been guarding here for two hours. Since there was a result, he did not have to continue wasting time.

He had followed his father since he was young, observing the habits of horses and understanding the characteristics of different horses. He was very experienced in raising horses.

It was obvious that Haig and Ash had gotten along well. Although Haig seemed angry, she had started to rely on Ash. If it was nurtured well, there was still room for improvement. Otherwise, with Haig’s temper, how could she only kick Ash a few times?

It was more like flirting! On the way back, his mind was filled with one thought. “Can she get pregnant? When can she get pregnant?”

The next day, early morning. Svieta, the butler, was in a hurry. He had not had time to eat breakfast today. Everyone had forgotten to inform him. Only Master Rylei came downstairs early in the morning and told him that the caravan was leaving today. He held a piece of roasted sweet potato and bread in his hand and treated it as a morning run. His destination was George’s door. When he finished the bread and threw the sweet potato skin into the ground beside the gray stone road, he reached the end. Knock knock.

“Hey, George, there’s something important.

Svieta stood in front of a wooden house that covered an area of more than two hundred square feet.

George, who had stayed up too late last night, did not wake up early like usual. It was rare for him to lie in bed for a while longer. In his daze, he heard the butler knocking on the door. He instantly sobered up, jumped off the bed, and ran to the courtyard.

However, he saw the butler barge into his small courtyard and stand in the middle. George was wearing pajamas and met Svieta’s eyes. The butler threw up his hands. “The door opened when I pushed it.”