Chapter 1615: Guns and Swords (Ⅰ)

Joan looked at Slud and was deeply touched by the sincerity in the girl's eyes.
He didn't expect that this girl who always loves to sarcasm really appreciates his "three-legged cat" swordsmanship, and can't help but feel the urge to talk to her.
"Slood, friends and classmates who know I am practicing swordsmanship, mostly think that I am wasting time and persuading me to give up this martial art. It is better to spend this energy on my main business and use it to study magic and finally get The reward will be greater than that of practicing swordsmanship, how do you view this view?"
Faced with Joan's serious eyes, Slough put away a smile and solemnly replied: "The people who advise you to give up martial arts practice are out of good intentions, but I totally disagree with them!"
"Joan, anyone who knows you a little bit will not doubt your hard work."
"You have invested a lot of energy in your main business, far beyond the ordinary people's imagination of the word "diligence", but no matter whether you specialize in magic or other skills, it is not that the more energy you put in, you will definitely get An equal percentage return."
"In fact, when you work hard to a certain degree, every time you put in more effort, the corresponding gains are constantly shrinking."
"In this case, it's a waste of you to spend more energy on your main business. To devote some of your energy to learning other skills, such as swordsmanship, is more rewarding. What's wrong with this?"
The idea expounded by Slood is actually the law of "diminishing margins" of investing time and income in the learning process. To describe it in popular terms, it is "easy to master and difficult to get started".
Joan nodded in agreement first, and then raised a new question.
"Sluder, it is inefficient to devote all your energy to studying magic-I totally agree on this, but it may not be the best choice to use part of the energy to practice swordsmanship?"
"Well! This is true, for example, you spend your time practicing swordsmanship in social activities, interacting with the opposite sex, and talking about love or something. This may be a more reasonable and efficient time allocation for your life. Way, but this is just an ideal state, can you do it in reality?"
Slaughter asked with a smile.
Joan's cheeks were slightly hot, and he shook his head: "I don't like to participate in social activities, why should you ask."
"So the problem lies here. We all understand the truth and know what to do to make ourselves more successful and more likable, but we are reluctant to do that, then there is no way."
"Joan, if there are two things for you to choose, the former will bring you greater benefits, and the latter will make you happier. Which one would you choose?"
"Most will choose the latter." Joan sighed.
"Isn't it enough?" Sluder spread his hands with a smile: "The reason why you use your spare time to practice swordsmanship is not all because of the great benefits of practicing a superb swordsmanship, but mainly because you like it."
"A lot of things do not have absolute objective standards of good or bad. For individuals, the best is often your favorite, so why not pay too much attention to the views of others."
"Even if you don't have much talent for swordsmanship, you won't achieve much success in this field. At least when you practice swordsmanship, you will be in a good mood. It will enable you to relax your tired brain and study your physical fitness by the way. Isn’t it good?"
"Thank you for your enlightenment, Sluder, I won't be entangled in this question anymore." Joan said gratefully.
"I'm older than you, and my sister should enlighten your younger brother. Don't be so polite when I am my family." Slud smiled broadly.
Joan took out his pocket watch and glanced at Slud, "It's still too early. If you have nothing else to do, you might as well accompany me to practice swordsmanship and give me a few tips."
Slood was happy to guide Joanne, but she felt the need to tell the truth.
"My sword skills are not much better than you. Compared to sword skills, I am better at gun skills. How about using a spear to compare with you?"
"Of course, no problem!"
Joan readily accepted the challenge of Sluder, and took this opportunity to enrich the actual combat experience against long-handled weapons.
Slood opened the storage bag and took out four hollow steel tubes with threads, each of which was three feet long and one inch in diameter, and joined together to make a ten-foot gun.
These metal tubes are enchanted with magic, stronger than the solid forged solid iron rod, more flexible, and most importantly, lighter.
The thread on the front end of the barrel is used to connect the gun head. The tip of the gun head that Sluder connects this time is not sharp, but it is intentionally shaped into a spherical shape.
Joan observed a little and noticed that Sluder installed a blunt-headed gun specially designed for training, to avoid accidental injuries when fighting.
If in actual combat, Sluder will install a sharp enchanted head on the barrel, and the lethality is not comparable to the spherical head.
Replacing the details of the gun head shows Sluder's outer and inner character. The surface is strong and aggressive, but the heart is unexpectedly delicate and gentle.
In fact, Joan had long been impressed with Sluder's "different" character. When she first met the Logan family at Fangshan two years ago, she showed the strongest aversion to her descendant of the colonizer, saying no If it hurts one’s self-esteem, then during the companion travel, it is still Slough who cares most about him and gives him considerate care without any reward.
Recalling the past, and then comparing with the carelessness and tenderness that Slough had inadvertently displayed at this moment, Joan suddenly felt a little guilty.
I should have realized for a long time that Sluder was a very arrogant girl, and she could not conclude that she hated each other because she was sarcasm or teasing someone on the bright side.
For example, Sluder always quarrels with his elder brother Hakang, but this does not mean that the brother and sister are estranged.
Starting from the same logic, Joanne felt that she couldn’t just think that she didn’t respect herself because Sluder rubbed her face and always put a fierce big sister in front of her. Perhaps this was just a way of expressing friendship. The unique way, because it is too reserved, is embarrassed to convey the true feelings of the heart in a more straightforward and frank way.
With such a thought, Joan couldn't help laughing.
"What a smirk? You better be serious, otherwise you will be beaten down by me, and you cry!"
Slood pretended to be fierce, picked up his spear, and struck him in the head.
Joan recovered, picked up the brass hilt, activated the spell, and condensed the magic emanating from the hilt into a ten-foot blue force field blade.
With a little thought, Joan used mental power to reshape the rune sword, curling up the sharp edge of the blade longitudinally, and squeezing it into a round force field rod, so as not to cut off Sluder's spear, and at the same time dull the tip of the sword. , Also to avoid accidentally hurting Sluder.
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