In the following dozen or so days, the fledgling eagles of the Dressrosa Castle began to dive into frenzied training.
Thor didnât look at talent, but merely at the effort put into training. This meant almost everyone had a chance, so these little ones naturally didnât want to give up.
However, Carter still remained far ahead of the pack, dedicating nearly all his time to training.
On the first day, he earned one point, and on the second day, it was him again. On the third day, until the fourth day, only then did a little guy briefly surpass him.
But that was just for one day. On the fifth day, Carter once again earned one point.
This result made the little ones grit their teeth and train even harder.
In this motivational atmosphere, a week passed quickly.
"This weekâs training session ends with Carter in first place and Liya in last. Next, the life potion for the lowest ranked will be deducted."
On the training ground, Thorâs voice rang out.
Instantly, all eyes focused on Carter and Liya.
Liya didnât care at all; he had already abandoned the idea of continued training. One bottle of Life Potion didnât mean much to him.
As for Carter, he couldnât help but feel a surge of excitement.
Especially when an Intermediate Life Potion was presented to him, his entire face flushed with emotion.
"Thank you, Brother Thor!"
Carterâs voice rang out, and he looked at Thor with eyes full of gratitude.
He knew this Life Potion would be enough to change his fate moving forward.
"Itâs what you deserve!"
"Alright, letâs continue!"
"This time, itâs for a month. Whoever comes in first can also receive an Intermediate Life Potion, and the top three will receive a Low-Level Life Potion. Those in the bottom three will have their Life Potion revoked for the following year."
Thor waved his hand and issued another order.
This instantly made everyoneâs eyes light up again.
There really was more on offer.
And this time, itâs for the top three.
This means not only Carter but others also have a chance.
Even though itâs only a Low-Level Life Potion and not an Intermediate one, even an additional Low-Level Life Potion is extremely important for their Knightâs Breathing Technique training.
It can even greatly increase their chance of condensing a Life Seed.
This is an opportunity.
Of course, the penalties are also steeper.
The bottom three will have their Life Potion allocation revoked.
Previously, Liya was at the bottom, so everyone wasnât too worried. But now with two more slots, everyone else also became nervous.
This was exactly what Thor wanted.
The first week was just to show everyone he was serious, while the second for a month truly spurred all of the fledgling eagles of Dressrosa to work harder.
Of course, Thor didnât know at this moment that Count Engel from the castleâs higher-ups was silently watching this scene.
Three days ago, he had returned home and was already aware of Thorâs actions.
Seeing the determined training figures below, a smile couldnât help but form on his face.
Beside him was Michael, who was somewhat amazed.
"What do you think?"
A gentle voice spoke, Count Engel asked.
"Young Master Thor is truly a born lord."
Michael couldnât help but admire and speak.
At this moment, he was undoubtedly the most touched. In just seven days, the entire Eagle Territory had completely transformed beyond what even he could imagine.
"Hahaha!"
"Indeed, his future is broader than mine. Our Dressrosa Familyâs eagles truly seem poised to soar in the sky."
Count Engel couldnât help but laugh heartily.
"Thor is indeed an eagle!"
Michael nodded seriously.
His mind couldnât help but recall the youth in the training ground years ago.
Then that youth was gradually replaced by the confident and increasingly imposing figure below.
"Letâs follow this rule in the future, calculated annually, with the top three each year receiving an additional Life Potion, while the bottom three have theirs deducted. Perhaps talent is not the only factor."
Count Engel couldnât help but reflect, recalling the strength Thor had shown him before.
Great Knight.
That was a Great Knight.
In less than two years, Thor had already broken through to become a Great Knight.
Count Engel naturally knew Thorâs talent very well.
Yet with such talent, he had completed such a significant leap in just under two years in the Northern Province.
If Thor can do it, why not others?
Even if itâs just one in ten thousand, Count Engel was prepared to try.
After all, thereâs nothing to lose.
The expenditure wouldnât even increase significantly.
"Yes!"
Michael nodded and agreed.
"By the way, have you gathered any information on the situation?"
"Is there any news about the Purple Gold Grass?"
Count Engel asked after giving his orders, turning to Michael with a serious inquiry.
"Currently, it has been confirmed that next monthâs Kingdom auction should have three Purple Gold Grass up for auction. Additionally, there seems to be one at the Assad Familyâs auction, but thatâs not yet confirmed."
Michael reported respectfully.
In just a few days, he had gathered enough information.
"Oh, there are two places?"
Listening to Michaelâs words, Count Engel couldnât help but reveal a trace of surprise.