As for what happened to the woman after he left, Daley didn't know at all, nor did he care.
He rushed back to the courtyard as fast as he could and found that the three of them had stopped discussing. The young man and the middle-aged man were still doing their exercises, but the burly man was leaning against a pillar, looking at the sky as if he was thinking about something.
The excited Daley hurriedly greeted the two people who were practicing. He didn't want to disturb the big man who was thinking. He quickly walked into his room and closed the door.
The two of them seemed to be used to this kind of thing. They smiled slightly and continued to practice.
After closing the door, Hank first wiped the table clean, then gently placed the package on it and carefully opened it.
Although the young lady had already told him the trick to further improve, he should not be in a hurry to think about how to make the moves of other weapons his own. Instead, he should read these books first. The young lady must have had her reasons for choosing these books for him to read.
There were three books in the package, and at the top of each book was a letter.
Opening the letter that had a faint lily fragrance, Daley looked at the elegant handwriting on it.
"Mr. Daley, these three books were specially chosen for you. With your wisdom, you will definitely understand my intentions. Here, I wish you the best of luck in understanding the true meaning of practical use and stepping into the ranks of first-class warriors. Yours sincerely, Margaret."
"Margaret."
Daley muttered the name silently.
"You really live up to your name."
Putting the letter aside respectfully, Daley picked up the three books one by one.
The first book was " An Introduction to Human Body Structure ", written by the famous Divine Doctor, Nanny Tyrese. The second book was " Experience in the Use of Soul Power ", written by Margaret. The third book was " Elementary Swordsmanship ", which looked like a notebook. There were some words recorded in delicate handwriting, as well as Margaret's experience.
Miss's kindness was too great.
Perhaps the first book was not difficult to get, but the second and third books were written by someone as wise as the young miss. He did not know how lucky he was to read them.
No wonder Barker had said that countless people were desperate to join the guards.
Fortunately, he agreed.
Taking a few deep breaths, Daley finally managed to control his mind and opened the first book.
From the next day onwards, the first thing Daley did after breakfast was to wash his hands and dry them with a white towel. Then, he respectfully bowed to a few books before opening one of them to read carefully. The book not only contained the author's initial explanation, but also Margaret's own comments and some questions. Every time he saw those notes and comments, Daley couldn't help but sigh. In the past, some of his thoughts were so shallow and naive. He was simply a frog at the bottom of a well.
The days passed. Other than eating and sleeping, Daley spent all his time reading. He even temporarily put aside the basic training that he had to do every day. From time to time, he would write down his thoughts and questions in the booklet he had prepared for the next time he would consult the young lady.
Half a month later, Daley let out a sigh of relief and closed the last book. He stood up, feeling slightly dizzy.
He finally finished reading it.
Although he couldn't understand many of the things in it with his intelligence, he still memorized it and saved it for later.
After carefully wrapping the three books, Daley stood up and opened the window.
Dazzling sunlight shone in, and Daley could not help but squint his eyes.
It had been a long time since he had seen the sun. These days, he had been locked in his room and did not even dare to open the windows. He could not sleep well at night. He would wake up at the slightest movement. In the end, he simply hugged the bag with the book in his arms and rested.
The entire courtyard was silent. No one knew where the others had gone.
Daley picked up the package and walked to the courtyard where the young lady had met him. He saw a maid in a purple dress standing in front of the house.
"May I ask if Miss is in?"
Daley bowed to the maid.
"This is Mr. Daley from the guards, right?”
The maid returned the greeting.
"Miss is currently talking to Mr. Lauder of the guards. According to the agreement, Miss can only see Sir once a month, so please return to the guards and wait for a few more days.”
"I'm not here to trouble you, Miss."
Daley hurriedly explained.
"Last time, after Young Miss helped me solve my doubts, she borrowed a few books for me to comprehend. I'm here to return the books.”
"Sir, there's no need to be anxious. You can leave the book for the next meeting.”
The maid smiled.
"But these books are too precious. I'm afraid that if something happens to them in my hands, I won't be able to atone for it even if I die a hundred times.”
Seeing that Daley was so anxious that his face was red, the maid couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh.
"Please wait a moment, sir."
After a while, a red-haired man in his thirties walked out of the house.
"Mr. Daley?"
Seeing Daley standing guard in front of the door, the man was stunned.
"Mister Lauder?"
"Ah, yes. I have to go back and think about some things now. We can talk about it later.”
Lauder hurriedly greeted him and quickly walked out of the courtyard.
After hearing the maid's report, Margaret walked out of the house.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Daley."
"I wouldn't dare."
Daley bowed deeply. He handed over the package with both hands.
"Daley will never forget Miss 'kindness.”
Margaret opened the package that Daley had brought and carefully examined the three books. She nodded slightly.
"It's rare for Mister Daley to personally return it, so I'll give you another hint.”
"Miss, please speak."
"The so-called flexible use is the ability to apply other moves to your own weapon and make them suitable for you. However, most people only use human moves.”
After saying that, Margaret walked back to her room.
Daley stood in front of the house in a daze, thinking hard. The purple-robed maid ignored him and followed Margaret into the hut, closing the door behind her.
After a while, Daley seemed to have gained something. He stopped thinking, left the courtyard, and went back to his room.
From then on, the room was no longer filled with the rustling of books, but with all kinds of wind.
After another seven or eight days, Daley, with messy hair and a full beard, finally walked out of his room.
"Yo."
Barker smiled when he saw Daley's expression.
"You've come out of seclusion?"
"Ah, yes, I finally have some experience. I wonder if your archery comprehension has been successful?”
"Oh, that."
Barker laughed.
"I've experienced it a little, but I still have to perfect it. By the way, kid, tomorrow is the day of the exchange. You'd better tidy up your appearance. It's too disrespectful to meet the miss like this.”
"Ah, yes."
Hearing the burly man's words, Daley hurried out of the Palace of the Earl and found a barbershop to tidy himself up.
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