"Boss Pantheon! There is a guardian here to learn life skills! He is the warrior who played basketball with Darius. Boss, you will definitely like this apprentice."

The little boy opened the door and shouted. At that moment, the figure rushed in front of the little boy, and Balliard had lost the chance to escape.

Those who teach the guardians life skills are all a group of demigods. Not to mention whether Balliard has the ability to "escape" from demigods, will a guy who always likes to throw spears have poor concentration?

Those are protoss in the name of war, and the most important thing in war is "observation", obtaining information, and making decisions. Everything is based on careful observation by oneself or others.

Balliard would not think that the war protoss immersed in the kitchen would forget his instincts, because the kitchen, like the battlefield, is a place where lives are slaughtered.

"It's your boy. I didn't expect that you actually brought me an apprentice. I'll pay for today's bread!"

Pan Sen touched the little boy's head. It could be seen that this guy liked children very much, otherwise Pan Sen would not have used his resolute face to squeeze out such an ugly smile.

A guy who can't see the form clearly will definitely choose to run away when Pan Sen is talking to the little boy, but Balliard will not think that among the several scrutinizing "looks" on him, there is no one from Pan Sen.

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If you run away at this time, you will definitely die miserably. This is because you have already signed up to serve in the military service in Noxus, but as soon as you saw the instructor, you said that you would not serve...

Is the army your home? Want to come and go? You will be treated as a deserter, and deserters in wartime can only be executed. Balliard is not sure whether the Raqor people have the custom of executing deserters... They don't have it.

We fought several big battles.

"Then can I take the softer one?"

The little boy blinked and looked at Pan Sen expectantly, but Pan Sen just looked at him blankly, still wearing an ugly smile.

"Okay... I thought I could be lazy."

The little boy curled his lips and walked toward the back kitchen of the bakery dissatisfied.

"Um... what does bread have to do with laziness?"

Balliard only felt that the bread in the mouths of Panson and this little boy was a little different from the bread in his memory. He was lazy when eating bread... Could it be that he took less bites when eating? In order to eat faster?

Don’t you know that chewing slowly helps digestion? Heimerdinger should publish his research results. The ordinary people living here are great people who are willing to sacrifice their lives to save Runeterra.

How could Merdinger allow these heroes to leave themselves with illnesses due to their eating habits?

Moreover, no matter how hard Salva's bread is, it won't be like those poor people in Runeterra who harden it into bricks and still have to give it to their children, right? It would be so inhumane to do this. How can it still be for a purpose?

The organization that protects Runeterra is clearly an organization that exploits labor.

"You are the guy who played basketball with Darius. You are indeed a hero. How about you start learning life skills with me now? I won't introduce myself.

Your reaction already tells me you know who I am."

After arranging the little boy's affairs, Pan Sen walked towards Balliard. Although he did not deliberately show his power, the fear in Pan Sen's tall figure and Balliard's heart still overflowed - why not sneak away?

Lose!

"good……"

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. In order to return intact, Balliard has no room for refusal. What is Pantheon's name? War! No matter how friendly Pantheon is to that child, he cannot forget that he is War.

This is not a good-tempered guy. Just look at the spear he threw. He specifically threw the spear at the opponent's wound to cause more damage. Even if he didn't throw the spear, he was specifically targeting the opponent.

It is shameless to hit the wound, but it is very effective.

There is no mercy in war. Of course Balliard would not think that Panson was compassionate. Just because he was friendly to the boy did not necessarily mean he was compassionate.

Atreus, a man possessed by the war protoss Pantheon, accidentally inherited Pantheon's power after he was killed by the darkspawn and became the new God of War, but his divinity was not complete.

Pantheon's divinity has all disappeared. After inheriting Pantheon's power and name, Atreus is condensing his own divinity of war, but since he is divinity, he has the side of abandoning mortals.

Balliard didn't know whether Atreus or Pantheon would win the battle with the divinity and use his spear to drive out all the creatures that harmed Runeterra, including gods and protoss, or would he be defeated by the divinity?

Defeat and become a member of the gods in heaven again.

His friendliness is largely due to the fact that the purpose of his "war" is to protect, not to destroy. The little boy is the one Pantheon wants to protect, but Balliard is not. Balliard wants to fight with him.

A member of the team that protects Runeterra together.

If Baliard is unqualified, Pantheon will polish Baliard as hard as a weapon for war.

"Have courage!"

Pan Sen patted Balliard on the shoulder and lifted Balliard up smoothly.

"But it's not a good idea to stand outside the door all the time. Come with me, we're going to have our first lesson."

"Are you going to make bread?"

Valliard doesn't care what class Pan Sen takes, it can't be related to bread anyway, and in the first class, even Pan Sen, a pervert, won't play him too hard, right?

"Making bread? No! You are not qualified to make bread yet!"

Pan Sen's tough tone made Balliard's warning become stronger and stronger. Although he didn't understand what qualifications were needed to make bread, since it was not bread making, it would definitely not be a good thing.

Pan Sen carried Valliard through the lobby of this bakery... Is this really a bakery? Whose bakery would have rows of kitchen knives... Couldn't the kitchen knives tied to the sticks be kitchen knives?

Does it need to be renamed Bayonet?

Moreover, even if the bakery requires kitchen knives to make bread, this number is a bit exaggerated. On the edge of the open field, every one meter or so, there are weapon racks filled with such

kitchen knife.

It was clearly a gym! The indoor training grounds that Ballyard saw in the Wuji Gym looked like this, except that there were no dining tables outside the venue.

"Your first task is to cut! Noodles! Bread!"

"call--"

Balliard breathed a sigh of relief. Listening to Pan Sen's tone just now, he almost thought Pan Sen was going to say this, "Your first mission is - Sparta! Da!"

As long as he doesn't become a Spartan, it's acceptable. If his head is full of muscles, it doesn't fit his mage personality at all.

"What should I use to cut it? Is it okay to be dilapidated?"

"Huh - dilapidated? I'm asking you to cut bread here! Can living people eat the bread that has been cut in a dilapidated way? If you dare to ruin the reputation of my bakery, hum."

Panson placed Balliard on the edge of the field, then picked up a kitchen knife tied to a wooden stick and threw it to Balliard.

"Take it! Use this!"

Take it? Balliard really wanted to put a magic spell on Pan Sen's face, but he couldn't beat Pan Sen. He told him to "take it", so he just went to get it. He was definitely not planning to make money by just throwing it over.

Kill him? Although he didn't have much money and couldn't kill him, he definitely couldn't get away with an attempted murder.

When Panson threw the kitchen knife like a spear and grazed his face, Balliard felt an inexplicable and familiar feeling of terror, as if someone else had thrown something at him?

"..."

Calm and calm, and silently planning to come back when he could beat Panson in the future, Balliard pulled out the "chopping knife" stuck in the ground behind him.

"Using this thing to cut bread? You don't want me to use Shoji's Spear to cut bread, do you?"

At this moment, Balliard fully realized the feeling of smiling no matter how much he wanted to curse in his heart. In the future, he should let Kog'Maw No. 777 experience this feeling more often when he goes to the training ground.

"The cost of using Shuoji's Spear is too high, and the blades of these serrated daggers have sufficient armor-breaking effects, so they are perfect for making kitchen knives."

In Pan Sen's eyes, the serrated dagger may only be used as a kitchen knife, but there are so many serrated daggers!

It is roughly estimated that there are at least hundreds of serrated daggers. Even if the serrated dagger only requires a single rune, it will cost a minimum of 50,000 standard rune coins to use it once!

Just to make these serrated daggers, tens of millions of standard rune coins have been spent. Thinking this way, it seems that there will be nothing to depress Baliard, and he will become a rich man sooner or later.

However, spending tens of millions to make kitchen knives is still for household use? How inhumane!

Even though he hadn't fought against Pantheon today, Balliard saw himself being tortured to pieces by Pantheon on a battlefield called "Fortune". Should he be said to be worthy of being a protoss of war? No matter where he is.

It can achieve overwhelming victory on any battlefield.
Chapter completed!