Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 548 - 326: Special Training

The acorn of the Tree of Life brought Losa a generous reward of a three-point increase in all attributes except for Physical Strength, which increased by eight points in one go.

Losa thought that if she were in a near-death state and ate this acorn, she might instantly recover to full health.

Losa snapped back to reality and sat back at the table.

Chelina also brought back a sapling of the Tree of Life, and it was no surprise that Losa planned to plant it on the North Sinai Peninsula.

At the same time, he also planned to relocate a group of Damietta’s residents to settle on the Sinai Peninsula. This would not only develop the Sinai Corridor but also alleviate Egypt’s current terrifying population pressure, killing two birds with one stone.

But saying it is easy; how to implement it is the problem.

There weren’t even nobles willing to be lords on the North Sinai Peninsula, let alone residents willing to move there.

To change the current situation of the Sinai Corridor, a single sapling of the Tree of Life is certainly not enough.

Losa pondered as he took out a quill and began writing a development plan for the Sinai Peninsula.

Halfway through.

Chelina, with her wet blue-grey hair, tentatively knocked on the door: "Sir, do you need something from me?"

Losa gestured for her to sit down beside him, finished writing the last few lines quickly, and then put down the pen, saying, "I’ve gained an opportunity to return to your world and recruit Miss Valentine."

Chelina said excitedly, "That’s great."

She didn’t have many friends. In the Saluzzo Family, besides her teacher, Valentine was practically her only friend.

Losa gave a wry smile, "Don’t be too happy just yet. My prerequisite for recruiting her is gaining her approval. If she doesn’t want to come with me, I won’t have the chance to take her along. So, you need to tell me something about her. I need to know her likes and dislikes to build a good relationship with her."

Chelina pondered for a moment and said, "Valentine’s original name is Valentina. If you become familiar with her, you can try calling her that. But don’t call her that when you first meet her; she will think you’re belittling her."

"Also, she loves sweets."

"Anything else?"

Chelina fell silent for a moment, slightly troubled, and said, "She’s a battle maniac. If you can’t fight her to a standstill, she won’t recognize you, no matter what."

Losa frowned, "Just how strong is this Miss Valentina?"

"Slightly stronger than the unpromoted version of me."

No wonder Chelina hesitated for a moment.

Even with special training, Losa’s strength is barely on par with someone like Hans, an Elite Centurion. Unless he goes all out, it would be difficult to win one-on-one with Hans.

And if facing an agile Assassin type like Chelina, Losa feels that even going all out, he might not hit her. Although the Holy Spear is known as the Spear of Certain Hit, it actually has quite a few limitations.

Moreover, if he unleashes all his power during a sparring match, the fight could quickly turn into a life-or-death battle.

Chelina said delicately, "Actually, there’s not much difference. If you need it, I can provide you with specific training during this period."

Losa frowned. He didn’t really like sparring with Chelina because he could clearly sense that she was holding back, and no matter how they fought, there wasn’t that adrenaline-pumping sense of urgency.

"Alright, but for this, I’ll need Prajna’s help. I’m giving myself a three-day break; during this time, let’s have a proper training session."

Losa had no immediate plans to continue his campaign. The remaining towns, villages, and fortresses of the Damietta Province were left for the lords under him to conquer. Having taken the most delicious spoils of war, he should give his subordinates a chance to have some soup.

The forts mentioned here are by no means like Kaler Castle; they are more like Eastern-style fortified manors, or landlord estates, where having dozens of armored soldiers is already considered remarkable for a local chief.

"Three days?"

Chelina hesitated to speak further.

Losa explained, "You’ll soon learn the true significance of these three days. Let’s go find Prajna."

...

Ker Morhan.

The snow and wind persisted. As a mountain fortress on the eastern border of the Northernmost Kingdom of Kedwen, it was especially bitterly cold here.

"With this damned weather, we’re probably about to face a blizzard."

In the snow-covered mountains, a Demon Hunter carrying a large stag he had hunted struggled through the snow.

"Just like Losa said, we should really renovate Ker Morhan. We can’t let it be crushed by the snow, can we?"

"That wouldn’t be so bad. This wretched dump of a place should have been buried by snow long ago."

Lambert’s face carried a trace of sarcasm: "It’s getting colder. They can’t even buy cheap wine and beer in the nearby towns anymore. If this keeps up, there won’t be a single living person left near Blue Mountain. Surely we’re not expected to cultivate a field in Ker Morhan?"

Geralt ignored his complaints and said, "Yislini’s prophecy is indeed coming true: the Northern Wars and the great plague, the white frost, and the white light... the world might be destroyed because of it."

"Don’t think so much. With the lady around, the world won’t be destroyed."

Escal suddenly shouted, "Hey, look who that is?"

In the snow, two figures appeared out of nowhere, slowly approaching the three.

Lambert sneered, "I wondered who it was; turns out our Marquis Losa has arrived. That last blow you dealt me before parting, I remember it vividly."

Losa’s face bore a smile, "Sadly, there’s a high chance you won’t be able to avenge that."

"Welcome back, brother."

Losa gave a high-five to the three in turn and then introduced them, "This is Chelina Basilicata, my most trusted companion and comrade. This time, she and I will stay at Ker Morhan for at least a month."

In Prajna’s book world, besides the adjustable time flow, wounds from combat can also heal rapidly. There is no better training ground than here.

Lambert raised his eyes and spoke sarcastically, "As long as our Marquis doesn’t complain about that dreadful stone ruin, you can stay here until we return next year for wintering."

Escal laughed and said, "This scene feels familiar, just like when Triss first visited Ker Morhan. Losa, you’re not the first to bring a female companion to Ker Morhan."

"I know, Geralt, right."

Losa looked teasingly at Geralt, trying to make fun of the white-haired demon hunter’s chief. His combat power now outshines the three demon hunters, which is indeed quite fearless.

Chelina watched Losa joke and banter with everyone, feeling quite peculiar for a moment. Here, Losa seemed to have shed all burdens, unabashedly, brazenly revealing his personality.

He didn’t conceal his joys and anger at all.

On the way back to Ker Morhan, Losa saw Chelina curiously holding up the snow, and he chuckled, "Never seen snow before?"

"Of course, I have."

Chelina felt a bit embarrassed as she let the snow slip from her hands. She was born on the Apennine Peninsula, especially since she lived for a considerable time near the Alps in Saluzzo. How could she not have seen snow?

It’s just that her mindset then was completely different from now.

Chelina, somewhat lost in memories, suddenly had a black shadow fly towards her. She narrowly tilted her head, only just missing being hit by the shadow.

Looking at the smug Losa on the opposite side who was gathering new snowballs, Chelina’s face was filled with bewilderment and confusion.

"Lord, are we starting special training now?"

Losa shook his head, "This isn’t special training. Not everything has to have a purpose. Snowball fight, never played it? Nina, you’re just in your early twenties, still a young girl; don’t keep a straight face all the time."

Chelina felt a little tempted but still hesitated, "Play with you?"

"Of course, I’m not even twenty years old yet. I’m a young lad, the perfect age for a snowball fight."

Losa spoke shamelessly, without embarrassment.

If considering his age from his previous life, he’d be nearing fifty now.

Next to him, the youngest Lambert couldn’t help but joke, "Luckily, old man Vesemir didn’t see this scene. He’s probably around two hundred years old now, right?"

Geralt was also a bit surprised, "I never expected that Losa, this male warlock, is actually just under twenty. When we were his age, we probably just passed the Green Grass Trial, right?"

Another snowball was thrown out.

Chelina nimbly dodged and quickly grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, formed a ball, and threw it at Losa.

Losa dodged easily, "Don’t go easy. When you spar with Miss Valentine, she wouldn’t be happy if you went easy on her, would she?"

Chelina thought for a moment and found it made sense.

So the snowball fight ended up with Losa being single-handedly pummeled.

Geralt marveled, "What an amazing girl. Even a demon hunting master of the Cat School wouldn’t be faster than her. I really suspect she might be a vampire, or some other magical creature."

Escal shook his head and said, "Such words are really too thoughtless. I would have thought Geralt, who’s always mingling with the nobility, would be better at socializing than us two who often crawl through sewers dealing with water demons."

Lambert raised an eyebrow and taunted, "Aren’t you and I always experiencing Lord Geralt of Livia’s eloquence? You’re not new to his unpleasant speeches."

After walking and stopping intermittently, they arrived at the Ker Morhan castle.

Losa was already covered in snow.

"Sorry, my lord, I didn’t mean it."

Chelina pursed her lips and sincerely bowed her head to apologize.

Losa couldn’t hold back his laughter, "If your lips didn’t keep curling up, I sure would believe you. Come on, let me show you our living quarters for the next month."

Actually, the training ground doesn’t necessarily have to construct the same scene repeatedly.

But building Ker Morhan is something Prajna is experienced with, so the energy consumption is a bit less.

It’s also due to Prajna’s new powers that she’s gained further insight into space manipulation. Otherwise, Losa wanting to bring Chelina in would have been very difficult, not to mention maintaining it continuously for a whole month.