Locke, who was in the cultivation room, was full of white air. The eagle fighting spirit had been running wildly over and over again, but there was still no sound of breaking through the cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

On the table in front of me, the things that were originally placed were gone, and several wooden boxes and test tubes were scattered on the ground. It was vaguely visible, and it was a box containing items such as blood semen and crimson potions.

At this time, three hours had passed since Locke entered the practice room.

An invisible shackle imprisoned Locke's whole body. No matter how fierce the eagle fighting spirit in his body was, he could not rush through it, like a chasm.

Blood marks and blue veins pounded around the body. This was caused by too much pressure in the blood and could not withstand the riot and rushing eagle fighting spirit.

It may also be due to the side effects of Lanling Grass. A few minutes ago, Locke had just taken a Lanling Grass.

Closed his eyes, which had become red due to congestion, Locke forced himself to withstand restlessness. His long-term experience has made Locke's willpower extremely strong.

Two hours later, the fighting spirit that had been rioting in the body had already slowed down. Locke knew that these auxiliary agents were gradually losing their efficacy.

But the feeling of breakthrough had not yet come. A thick layer of blood scab formed on the clothes he was wearing. This was caused by Locke's blood surging just now, which oozed out of his body.

As the pain of surging blood qi faded away, another feeling of weakness that came from the depths of the bone marrow suddenly reappeared, and the sequelae of failed promotion was already waiting in front of Locke.

Why do so many intermediate attendants not choose to break through again in the second half of their lives? In addition to the extremely small chance, their biggest concern is probably the reduction in lifespan.

This is why Locke didn't tell everyone. In his opinion, he was still young, only 23 years old today. According to the average lifespan of 50 years in the Kingdom of Foster, he still has at least 30 years of living. The knight lives a little longer than ordinary people, so he is not afraid at all.

Locke can't feel any preciousness for a mere ten years of life. But he is unwilling to fail this time because he has already had a premonition that it is a little bit short of success, just a little bit.

The barriers of the high-level attendant have revealed its true face to Locke after a night of hard improvement. What Locke is now missing is the last impact force.

As long as there is any help, maybe Locke can rush over!

With his fingers slightly moved, a wooden box appeared in Locke's space ring, and two orchid grasses were lying inside.

Locke had never heard of taking two Lanling grass at one time. No one knew better than Locke at this time. What kind of herb with a pretty look would bring to the knight was heartbroken, as if blood vessels were about to explode. Most of the blood stains on Locke's body at this time were caused by taking Lanling grass.

"Fight!" Locke cursed inwardly.

In addition to Lanling Grass, the wooden box containing blood essence also appeared on Locke's right hand.

The effect of blood essence on breakthrough has been exhausted. He took out these blood essence to resist the side effects of Lanling Grass. He hoped that the blood essence can improve the hematopoietic mechanism faster than the blood he lost.

He raised his trembling hands and a thick layer of blood scab slid down from Locke's arm. The gaps in his fingers were filled with mud grooves of blood and sweat. How long has it been since Locke not so embarrassed.

I don’t know if it was an hallucination caused by my nerves, but Locke saw that when he first joined the army, it was a bloody battle in Gordon’s Heights.

Locke, who had only been in the army for two years, hid in the pile of dead people tremblingly. At that time, he didn't know what life or death was, but he was just afraid of pain. He was afraid that the sword would cut across his neck. He couldn't even imagine what it was.

Thinking of his embarrassing appearance back then, Locke smiled softly, his trembling arms stopped trembling, and he picked up the Lanling grass in front of him and took it.

The surging fighting spirit was swelling again, and Locke launched a charge again towards the enemy's high ground!

It was already late at night. Although it was summer, the frost and dew at night still caused a certain amount of cold to the girls.

But no one left, everyone's eyes looked at the stone door, hoping that it would open.

Wrapped in her body with the clothes handed over by the guards, looking at the stone door in front of her, the cold wind blew by the night, and she didn't pull the clothes she draped over her body. She didn't care about the exposed shoulders of the cold wind, Angelina thought to herself.

"Let's talk to Grandma Babrina tomorrow." Santa is not Angelina's only choice, she has more important people.

Babrina is Angelina's uncle, a powerful water elemental master, a formal magician, and one of the magic consultants of the Magician Branch of the Imperial Royal Academy.

Angelina is very popular with Babrina because of her excellent talent and ability to speak sensiblely.

Now the master and apprentice are very close in private, and Angelina is both named Grandma Babrina.

Babrina, who has no children, is very happy to accept Angelina's granddaughter.

The quota of the Holy Tower was insignificant compared to that person. Through the stone gate, Angelina seemed to see the man who depended on him on a snowy night.

Just as the girls were increasingly worried about Locke inside, the sunshine that represented the dawn was slightly revealed, and before they knew it, a night passed.

The stone door of the training room suddenly opened, and a hunched figure, accompanied by a strong smell of blood and sour smell, came from the stone door.

Locke walked out with heavy steps, and the blood of "tick, tick" was left everywhere from Locke's body.

"Lock!" Angelina exclaimed and ran over as fast as possible.

Next were Lea, Xia Xi, Grace and other women.

"Are you okay?" Angelina hugged Locke who was staggering out.

Locke, who was covered in blood, seemed to fall down at any time.

But neither Angelina nor Grace nor women were concerned about the blood stains and unpleasant smell on Locke's body at this time.

"I won't go anywhere." Angelina whispered in his ear, holding Locke.

Xia Xi and others who were unaware of it did not show anything, while Grace looked at Angelina with a meaningful look.

Among these women, Grace knew that Angelina's words meant what she had paid.

Locke, who fell in everyone's arms, smiled and showed white teeth.

Try to raise your right hand, and a blue fighting spirit highlighted.

A proof of the high-level attendant! The fighting spirit is released!

After doing all this, Locke's consciousness fell into darkness.

It's noon in Princeton, and you can't see any signs of autumn in Princeton in September, as if the word cool is completely unfit in Princeton.

The cicadas outside the window were still chattering. It was clearly September, why were these short-lived insects still giving their voices?

In the bedroom, Locke was still unconscious, and Angelina was sitting next to her.

A few minutes ago, Grace had just left here, for three days. Locke had never woken up in these three days, and several women almost took turns guarding Locke.

Angelina accompanied her on the first and second days. I really don’t know how the magician’s weak body supported her for so long.

On the third day, it was only at the strong request of Leah and Grace that Angelina returned to her room and rested for a long time.

But then I woke up and came to this room again.

Grace went to get the food, Lafite made nutritious meals, and the little maid who grew up in the Marquis's family, the meals they cooked were first-class in this mansion.

These days when Locke was in a coma, he ate liquid food made by Lafite. A lot of monster meat was added to the ingredients, which was not only delicious, but also rich in energy.

Opening his hazy eyes, Locke looked at everything in front of him curiously, what is this?

The familiar room, the familiar person next to him, and the tears in his eyes reminded Locke of everything, the life-death trial mission, the cultivation room was all-out breakthroughs, and after success, he came out to see the girls who cared about him.

Angelina covered her mouth and lay on Locke's body and sobbed. Locke was in a coma for many days and was very weak, but even so, she stretched out her hand and placed it on Angelina's shoulder.

"Look, I succeeded." Locke said in a hoarse voice. Although most of the food he ate these days was liquid, it was not water after all. Locke's throat was now dry and painful.

Grace, who was careful next to her, handed Rock a glass of water.

I don't know who went out to report the news, but soon the whole room was filled with people. Not only Leah, Xia Xi and other women were there, but even Cage, the viscount of the Forstein Kingdom, was mixed in.

Christine also hugged Locke's legs excitedly and yelled that she would not leave her. Locke's three-day coma and his appearance when he first left the training room scared her.

Christine can't rely on her young age and stick to Locke. Angelina is not good. She is Foster's princess. There are still several Foster's nobles standing here. After wiping the tears on her face, Angelina stood up, but her red eyes did not leave Locke for a moment.

"Congratulations to brothers Rock, for being promoted to a high-level attendant!" Cage, who knows how to be a human, broke the embarrassment in the room, stepped forward and held Rock's hand, and congratulated him.

High-level attendants are already masters in Fostertan. People with family and backgrounds can be the leader of the army or hold important positions in the palace.

With Angelina's relationship, Locke is already the rising star among the future nobles in Cage's eyes.

This was when Locke's family needed to say a lot. Cage knew that he was an outsider for too long and had a few greetings, and led the nobles of Fostertan away.

"Next time, don't take such a risk!" When they walked out of the room, Lea stepped forward and said to Locke. Among these women, Locke listened to her the most.

"Yeah." Locke leaned on the bed and looked at the people who cared about him and said lightly-

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