Butcher brought back the map and the bad news that the big druid was crazy and had some contact with the goblins. Paladins, including Heller, all had doubts about the big druid. "Is he the one we need to find?" This is their shared question.

"Sometimes, we cannot treat a person with simple good and evil, especially druids." Zhao Mai wanted to defend his profession: "Most druids only care about the balance of the natural environment and have no special prejudice against other species. In the eyes of some people, humans who cut down trees are bad, and it is good to expel or even kill poachers' goblins."

"How can this be done? Good and evil cannot be confused, right and wrong must be clearly distinguished!" said the tall Camilla.

"Don't Goddess Iomede's teachings make people turn back as much as possible? I think it's better not to get too big a prejudice before we meet the Great Druid."

The paladins could not refute this sentence. They did not expect that one day they would be educated by a druid with the words of the goddess of the Sword of Glory. However, in the end they decided to act according to the original plan, at least they had to confirm or exclude the big druid first. Zhao Mai and Butcher also set off with them, one riding a gray horse and the other riding a mule.

The tall Buche rode on the mule and could hit the ground with just stretching his legs, so he looked very funny. Zhao Mai just raised his lips and was stared at him by Buche, so he quickly restrained himself. Fortunately, the paladins' cultivation - or patience - were better, and his face remained consistently serious.

"Mike, do you like that girl named Hayroul?" Butcher suddenly asked, startling Zhao Mai. He then said in a very affirmative tone: "You are not suitable for her."

"I can only say about this issue, and I don't know." Zhao Mai adjusted his sitting position on the saddle to make himself more comfortable. "She is very beautiful, I don't deny this. But I really don't think about whether to develop a relationship with her."

"Your strength is too weak." Butcher hit the nail on the head: "You should step up your exercise."

"Yes, so I'm going to find the big druid and get the next training method from him. I've been able to cast some natural force spells and play some auxiliary roles in combat, but there's still a big gap with the goal I envisioned. I've interrupted my learning opportunity because of something, and I have to make up for it this time."

"So you're waiting to find the big druid and train again?" Butcher snorted, "Hey, I think you're just too lazy. Do you know that you're wasting your time?"

"How do you say this?" Zhao Mai felt very strange. Didn't the druid improve himself by learning the natural force? He has been using the nameless flower on his back to filter the natural force and keep his body in a nearly meditative state. Through this accumulation, he has felt a difference. The power of the spells he cast has increased and lasted longer. Is this still a waste of time?

"You know that you have poor physical fitness, bad martial arts, and worse riding skills, why don't you hurry up and practice?" Butcher shook his head: "What are you waiting for, waiting for a miracle to happen, and fortunately save your life on the battlefield? I tell you that there is only one kind of person on the battlefield who can survive, that is, someone who trains more than your opponent."

"You are right. Sweat more when practicing and less bleeding during war."

"This sentence makes sense," Butcher said, "Since you understand this, why don't you go to the paladin to train? You know, maybe you'll go to bed as you practice."

"This is a good idea, but not as you imagined." Zhao Mai shook his head: "She is a good soldier, but not a good teacher. I want to learn the skills of using spears, but she is not familiar with it."

"Fanny, it's useless to learn any weapon skills now." Butcher said: "Enjoy your body first! Start with running with weight."

After saying that, he reached out and pulled Zhao Mai off the horse, and threw his package to him. "No matter what you want to do on the battlefield, you need a pair of good legs. From now on, you walk and I ride a horse!"

The reserved grain roared at Butcher, but it was useless. Butcher turned over and rode on the gray horse, pulling its ears. The gray horse hurt and neighed twice, but it was tamed under Butcher's pliers-like palms.

"Hey, don't bully animals like this." Zhao Mai roared.

"Okay, having a temper is a good thing. I thought you could only reason and not act." Butcher shook his head, as if he was very satisfied with his new mount. "Come on, act!"

The Paladins also heard the sound of the following. Butcher's voice was so loud that Heroul put all into his ears. Originally, she wanted to help Zhao Mai. After all, the druid is a spellcaster, not a profession like a warrior and a knight that relies on physical fitness to make a living. Physical exercise is not that important. And can't the druid transform into an animal? Originally her own quality did not affect the effect after transformation, and it was a waste of hardship. But when she heard Butcher's words, she thought of what the Paladin sisters said to her before, and her shyness came to her heart, and she was embarrassed to say that she could take Zhao Mai for a ride.

Zhao Mai was tough, carrying their backpacks and struggling to move forward, and sometimes trotted to keep up with the team. Although there are various reasons to find out, Butcher is right. You can't waste time for exercise. Even if there is a thirty-to-one difference between here and Earth, you won't be able to waste your physical fitness. Whether it's Graleone or Earth, a strong body is good. Besides, he is a druid, and he can heal himself, but he will only be tired and not hurt. What else do you worry about?

If you encounter an enemy, the Paladins and Butcher can't handle it. So what if you are full of energy? It is already the worst shortcoming of the entire team. If you don't work hard, wouldn't you be the first to die?

Gripping his teeth and showing his ruthlessness, Zhao Mai took out his desperate spirit and tried his best to follow the team. Soon, fatigue and soreness attacked him. No matter how his chest expanded, it could not satisfy his body's desire for oxygen. His heartbeat was very fast, hitting his ribs, and pain came.

"Before you can't hold on, you must cast the healing technique before you can't hold on, and before you can't hold on..." Zhao Mai kept reminding himself, over and over again, it was like chanting a spell. His huffing sound was already very obvious, and he could hear it clearly within dozens of meters.

Just as he was about to release the spell, a comfortable feeling came from his back. It was like soaking in a hot spring, every muscle and every pore felt warm care. The fatigue did not disappear, but it was greatly relieved. At least Zhao Mai was no longer dizzy, and he felt that he could persevere again.

In this way, he maintained a high load all the way, but never fainted. With everyone's surprise and admiration, he persisted until the moment of camping and resting.
Chapter completed!