You understood again?
Can you tell me what you understood? What did you get?
Jason looked at Peters with an “I-get-you” expression, shook his head slightly, not planning to get entangled with the other on this issue.
“The security measures here are terrifying.”
“I must leave as soon as possible.”
Jason was moving both hands in unison, energetically.
The dream from before had improved his appetite.
Gerard, on the other hand, was holding a glass of milk and a piece of bread, smiling as he watched Jason eat.
Every time he saw Jason eat, he found his own appetite growing.
However, compared to eating, what he needed more at that moment was sleep.
Having gone without rest for an extended period, even the physically strong Gerard began to feel tired.
But he would never show it in front of Jason.
After a simple breakfast, Jason followed Gerard back to the beach.
At that time on the beach, Reed was already there with a longsword and a flintlock rifle in hand.
“Good morning, Lord Jason,” Reed greeted Jason.
“Morning,” Jason replied.
Then, after placing his weapons down, Reed hurriedly left.
It wasn’t because he was avoiding anything.
In fact, Reed had systematically studied the secret techniques of the Griffin School.
Gerard had been his teacher.
His departure was simply because he had more matters to attend to.
The events of yesterday…
After Reed had left, Gerard began instructing Jason.
“The hallmark of the Griffin School is a combination of agility and ferocity,” he started.
“This applies equally to swordsmanship, Martial Arts, and Marksmanship.”
“Marksmanship has only emerged with the introduction of the flintlock rifle and is not yet perfected, but it’s the easiest to learn and the quickest to pick up. Let’s start with the basics.”
With that, Gerard placed a rock about 30 meters away and picked up a gunpowder flintlock rifle.
Then, Gerard leaped backward with force.
In midair, the flintlock fired.
Amidst the flash, the rock 30 meters away was sent flying into the air.
But it wasn’t over yet.
As Jason focused all his attention on the flintlock, a bomb with a lit fuse had somehow landed nearby without his notice.
A large hole was blasted in the beach where the rock had been.
“A very covert throwing technique.”
“It made almost no sound.”
“No, the sound of the gun covered the noise.”
Looking at the large crater, Jason gained a deeper understanding of what Gerard meant by ‘a combination of agility and ferocity.’
“Leaping backward isn’t the only option,” Gerard continued.
“You could also retreat step by step or do a backward roll.”
“Most importantly, you must choose the right moment to throw your bomb and master the technique of throwing.”
As he spoke, Gerard raised his left hand and pointed at the wrist with his right.
“Remember, the wrist is crucial!”
“Be very careful not to raise your forearm too high as it may alert the enemy. Your shoulder should lead your upper arm which, in turn, should lead your forearm in an inward rotation to hurl the bomb!”
“If you can’t get the hang of the amplitude at first, use a backward roll to mask this throw.”
Gerard began to explain the key points.
Jason listened intently.
He then immersed himself in the training.
With a long-barreled flintlock in hand, he did roll after roll, throw after throw.
Shooting wasn’t difficult for Jason, who was proficient in “Gunpowder Weapons. Light Armoury.”
This was true even when various movements were incorporated.
What proved challenging was the throwing that came after.
Each throw was either not stealthy enough or missed the target.
This became the focus of Jason’s practice for the next few hours.
The sun rose from the east to its zenith, then slowly began to descend in the west.
Relying on “Holy Water” to continuously replenish his Physical Strength, Jason had practiced hundreds of times.
His progress was, of course, significant!