The incident of the refugees within the territory has come to a complete end. Although the source was not identified, Baron's swift action in deploying the guards to eliminate a group of people and displaying their severed heads around the perimeter of the territory has gradually silenced the refugees.

During this brief half-month period of training, Freya's swordsmanship has visibly improved. After a few sets of movements, they became fluid and orderly, with almost every sword hitting the same position, albeit lacking slightly in power. However, for true progress, Freya's perception is the deepest. Perhaps due to the extreme plasticity of this body, she has found that her agility and agility are much higher than before based on her original qualities.

Freya once secretly observed the guard's sword training method and found that her current sword speed is twice that of an ordinary guard. In other words, while others may deliver one blow, she can parry and swiftly counterattack. Moreover, due to the Baron's personal instruction, her swordsmanship is much more concise and efficient than others'.

Though she hasn't truly sparred with anyone, Freya believes that her current strength is comparable to that of an ordinary guard. What she lacks now is only a real experiment.

In a concise bedroom, in front of the window desk, a golden-haired girl dressed in exquisite white hunting attire sits quietly, flipping through a thin book. There's a serene and peaceful feeling.

Next to the desk lies a wooden sword, its brown hilt polished to a slight shine, evidently used frequently. This is Freya half a month later, and the book she's reading was brought back from the library, titled "Analysis of Strength."

Though her strength has increased, her own positioning is still uncertain. Fortunately, she found this book in the library. However, the content surprised Freya slightly. The content of the book is shallow, mainly indicating the power brought by people at various strength levels. However, in this thin book, she saw something different, the essence of the strong physique of people in this world.

An ordinary person, through learning swordsmanship and training the body, can at most become a qualified ordinary soldier. But to truly become a strong person, one must undergo a lot of life-and-death training, exercise the body to the extreme, transcend one's own physical limitations, and stimulate potential to achieve extraordinary strength. At this time, these people's perception will have a hint of energy, through continuous training, they can grasp the mystery and become strong.

To obtain this hint of energy, only a very small number of normal people have the qualifications. However, some people who have already become strong, in order to improve their own power, will actively condense a bit of energy into a seed and input it into others' bodies. In this way, the originally refined energy of oneself will be greatly enhanced under the traction of this seed.

This special method is not suitable for those with poor innate physical qualities or low willpower. Those who successfully cross this step and obtain extraordinary strength are collectively referred to by the authorities as "Extraordinary Grade," with their extended professions serving as aliases, such as knights and swordsmen. Further levels include Grand Knight and Grand Swordsman.

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Seeing this, Freya closed the book and looked out of the window, where a lush green forest lay outside. "With the current judgment, my strength is at most at the level of an ordinary guard, perhaps slightly higher, but not much higher. To surpass the limits of ordinary people, either I need to train my body or accept the seed of energy from a strong person." She understood that the higher the strength of her body, the greater the success rate of receiving the seed.

"Fifteen years old... I wonder if my physical aptitude qualifies me to become a strong person." As far as she knows, there are only a few people in the entire castle who have broken through their limits and become extraordinary, including Baron and Howard. Rumor has it that the Baron once stimulated the energy in his body and killed dozens of soldiers in heavy armor in an instant before retreating. This kind of strength has already exceeded the scope of ordinary people and reached the level of superhumans. And the Baron's own positioning is only at the level of a knight. As for the more powerful Grand Knights, it's beyond her imagination.

"It's time to test where my limits are now." Freya pondered.

Midday, at the Greentown Castle restaurant. There are only a few people at the long dining table, most of them are out performing tasks within the territory and can only return at night, and now only those who are permanent residents of the castle are eating.

And the Baron happened to be here today.

While dining, Freya precisely cut off a piece of unidentified meat with her dining knife, considering how to test her limits without attracting attention.

Using a fork to pick up the meat and putting it into her mouth, she frowned slightly. As she chewed, the meat was particularly tough and powerful, but it also had a sweet feeling.

"Why does the meat today feel different from usual?" "This is the wild cow that the guards brought back from the forest early today. It's much better than ordinary beef. How about it? Not bad, right?" the Baron replied with a smile.

"I see, the meat is quite chewy." Freya nodded with a smile.

Because the territory is adjacent to the forest, some guards who are nearby will hunt some things to give to the castle kitchen as a reward, and because it is wild, the meat is much more delicious than ordinary domesticated ones. Freya used to hunt inside. She has a relatively deep memory of this.

With her head down, Freya, who continued to eat, fell into thought, suddenly raised her head and said to the Baron, "Father, after dinner, I want to prepare to go to the forest."

Hearing Freya's words, the Baron frowned slightly, saying with an unquestionable tone, "No! Although the refugees have been pacified recently, the dangers in the forest are not something you can resist. Have you forgotten what happened before?"

"It's okay, father," Freya interrupted the Baron's words, insisting, "I just want to walk around. If you're worried, you can send two people to accompany me."

Seeing Freya's determined face, the originally frowned Baron's expression gradually eased. Thinking that his lively and active daughter had been confined for half a month, perhaps she couldn't hold it in her temperament, and the refugees in the territory had been cleared out, so if someone followed her, there would be no danger.

With this in mind, the Baron could only nod.

"Alright, but you'd better not go deep into the forest. There are things inside that even I need to avoid for the time being."

"Yeah, I got it." Seeing the Baron speak, Freya nodded with a smile.

The entire dining table returned to its previous state.