The story of justice as a Tucao servant

32. Graduating early?Suddenly broke out - the war with Vesto!

In the early morning, the rising sun dyed the whole world golden red through the bursts of water vapor.

In the deserted garden, a small figure is dancing.

It was a cool and clear season, but beads of sweat dripped from the boy's neck.

"Drink! Ha!"

The red-haired boy stared at the very tall wooden stake in front of him compared to his short body, holding a small toy wooden sword, and practiced carefully step by step according to the steps taught.

"Crack, crack." The sword hit the stake with a crisp sound.

"It's really hard work! Fei Aiwei." A voice came from an unknown direction.

The red-haired boy wiped the sweat from his brow curtly with his hand, and looked very keenly at the wall of his garden.

It was supposed to be standing quietly on the tall wall at the edge of the garden, but now there was a blue-haired boy lying on his stomach.

"Of course, I'm going to be an envoy of justice!" The red-haired boy waved the wooden sword in his hand proudly.

"It's obviously me who wants to be a superhero!" The boy lying on the wall was about to continue to say something, but the expression on his face instantly changed from calm to panic.

"Hey, hey, don't be like this, you're killing someone, ahhhhh!"

The boy who was still looking proud just now lost his balance and fell from the high wall.

Just when the red-haired boy was about to cover his eyes to avoid seeing the bloody scene, the expected loud noise did not appear for a long time.

The boy with brilliant blond hair jumped down handsomely from the wall, and caught the blue-haired boy who was hanging in the air with a rope by himself, who was already scared to pee.

"I am the hero who saves the world! Lance, you have been stepping on the shoulders of a hero just now, and you must have the consciousness of being punished by evil forces." Hugging him back to the ground, he stuffed the lollipop he took out of his pocket into his mouth, expressing comfort.

"I... I'm not scared! As your knight, I'm just scouting the way for you!" The blue-haired boy who didn't know that he was being treated as a textbook of arrogance panickedly defended.

"A knight who walks on the shoulders of a guardian?"

"Well!!!......."

Holding his forehead, fiddling with the wooden sword in his hand a little bored, the red-haired boy looked at his companions who were bickering childishly for no reason, and decided to end the topic.

"You are all here, let's practice together! The hero who likes to wear women's clothes and his knight." He said, throwing the two spare toy swords to the two.

Allen's face turned red at that moment, and he picked up the sword and stood up.

"You dare to mention such a thing, are you ready to die?" He picked up the sword and rushed towards the red-haired boy.

"Not-yet-yet..." The boy grimaced and blocked Allen's attack with his sword.

"The soul is pale!"

Today, the boys started their own unique morning exercises again.

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Under the bloody setting sun, the boy sat on the top of the ornately decorated palace, overlooking the chaotic crowd below.

They are mobs.

What they started was a revolution.

There is no reason why he is fighting.

Such a disgusting thing.

It was someone who was going to protect.

"Already, I can't go back..."

Before the sun disappeared, the boy and the dragon flew to the other side where it was still hanging.

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The sky is still hazy, but the morning star has already risen.

On the central square in front of the palace, when these people should still be asleep.

Already crowded with crowds and people watching.There are crowds of people, crowded with black heads.

There are still people joining the ranks.

The crowd, which should have been noisy and noisy, fell silent at this moment.

Only the singing of robins could be heard in the distance.

The old king stepped onto the high platform and looked at his people with peaceful eyes.Not angry but prestige.

He opened his mouth:

"People of Ferrance, I think you have already learned that our compatriots in the coastal area are suffering from the invasion of Soness pirates after experiencing the misfortune of the beast tide."

"And the root of all this is Vesto! All these misfortunes were planned by Vesto!"

The audience began to boil, the old king paused, and continued:

"Our country's intelligence personnel have found out that Vesto deliberately attracted monsters and pirates in order to usurp our land and wealth. Can we bear this?"

"No! No!"

"Down with them!"

The crowd shouted angrily.

"That's right, we can't bear it, we have to resist!"

The old king raised the heads of the group, raised his arms and shouted:

"Then, I, the king of Ferrance—Distoria Louis, hereby announce that we, Frans, take the initiative to declare war on the United Kingdom of Vesto!"

"From now on, Ferrance, prepare for battle! Start war mobilization!"

As the voice fell, the palace's magic cannons were fired into the sky, bursting into brilliant sparks.

"Boom, boom, boom."

"Ferrance! Ferrance!"

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The warm sun hit the boy's body, and the drooling boy seemed to feel discomfort from the strong light, and turned over.

He didn't feel the soft touch of the bed, but was resisted by something solid. The young man who was still in a daze woke up instantly and opened his bloody red pupils.

The purpose of entry is the firm muscles of the man's chest.

"Hey!!!" The whole person was terrified and shivered, and his face was as red as a ripe apple.He was about to draw out the dagger from his waist.

"Ah, Fei Aiwei, you're awake, so innocent. You were the one who got into my arms without saying anything last night." Lifting the boy's jaw with his index finger, the man joked.

"Soul...soul light!" The whole person was caught in the eyes of the mosquito-repellent incense, and the young man's body erupted with fiery dark flames.

"Okay, okay, it's getting late, let's go have some breakfast!" The man said, rubbing the red hair that the teenager slept like a chicken coop with his hands.

"Good morning, my knight."

"Well, good morning, stupid dragon." Turning his head away, the blush on the boy's face never faded, and he replied proudly.

(Ah, what an interesting little brave man, he followed the right person from the beginning~) The man with golden blue hair thought happily.

"Hey!"

I was caught off guard and was interrupted from thinking.

The boy stood up, dexterously jumped to the ground, and shouted to a certain dragon on the roof:

"Give me the shape of a dragon!"

"That's too big..." the man said blackly.

"Aren't you going to get smaller! Just... this big is enough, I order you as a dragon knight, change quickly!" The boy said, gesturing a size with his hand.

(The report came so fast!!!) The man wants to cry but has no tears.

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(The atmosphere in the whole academy is wrong.)

I thought to myself, chewing on a Ferrance stick, on the way to the Academy.

If it's because of those students who died due to the beast tide, it's impossible to affect the whole Hero.

But even Mrs. Sophie, from Brad's Bakery, looked worried.

"What happened?" I asked the golden and blue dragon on my shoulder.

Yes, that's right, on the shoulders.

The little dragon, shrunk down to the size of a leather ball, was feeling weak, lying on my shoulder like a dead fish.

"Who, do you know?" The answer is as if you are going to hang up in the next second.

(It’s all because this guy was too aggressive.) I thought so, but I still reached out and touched its head:

"You're so cute!"

"Well--......"

We are about to walk to the gate of the teaching department.

Allen and Lance were there waiting for me early.

(They seem to get up very early.)

Allen rushed up first, but the expected warm hug did not appear.

"So cute! Is this the dragon that made a contract with you? So cute, so cute!" Allen, who had a rare boyish heart, hugged Bahamut, who looked loveless, and began the inhuman ravage .

"You're going to strangle him to death!" Quickly snatching the dying dragon back, I asked Alan:

"Yes... what happened?"

Allen's expression changed from the laughter just now to seriousness.

"...In the early hours of this morning, Ferrance declared war on Vesto."

"!!!, what happened?"

(Unexpectedly, it is not Gilman who should have more reason to do it. But after all, the beast tide almost entirely occurred in its territory.)

"Sones's pirates attacked the coastal area of ​​Ferrance." Lance became serious, and continued:

"Probably because the coastal area has been attacked by the returning monsters this time, and they want to seize the opportunity to seize territorial waters."

(War?...) This distant term is so close to me for the first time.

(Then, as my motherland, as a hero...)

Lance's big arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"What are you thinking about so much, the commendation meeting is coming soon, let's go!"

The other shoulder was also taken by Allen.

"We're going to be together no matter what, aren't we?"

"Yeah!" A smile appeared on his face uncontrollably.

If there are three people, even fate will tremble, right?

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"Boom——, Boom—"

The ancient and melodious bell sounded the prelude to getting ready to go.

In the church where the gods are enshrined, a group of vigorous teenagers surround them.

The rare headmaster in a black uniform stood on the stage.

The old man was also wearing the shiny and gorgeous robe that symbolized his status as the archbishop, and stood aside.

Who are they waiting for.

Sunlight shines on the stage through the glazed windows, descending like holy light.

The ancient door was slowly pushed open with a creaking sound.

Wearing a high hat with a pattern of holy light, the majestic old man walked into the place of oath in the name of justice along with his holy white robe.

"My lord, please be safe."

Following the bowing of the old man and the principal on the stage, the students below followed suit.

"Hello, His Excellency the Pope."

It's just that the original solemn atmosphere was enlivened by the neat standard words like "Hello, teacher".

The teenagers in the audience began to discuss excitedly.

The red-haired boy and his companions half-kneeled on the ground, waiting for their glory.

The boy wearing the red silk scarf is undoubtedly the brave man of this term.

"You are the heroes who successfully rescued Luo Lin in this beast horde. On behalf of everyone in this world, I thank you for your efforts."

The Pope said this to the teenagers of the adventure team, looking at the red-haired boy and the little dragon on his shoulder, he stretched out his hand to caress the boy's head.

"You are the brave man of this term, you are really as good as your master." As if recalling something, the old man gently stroked the red hair.Turning to the miniature dragon again.

"Friends of the Dragon Clan, thank you for your dedication and help to mankind this time. On behalf of the God of Creation, I bless you."

As if he had eaten something bad, Xiaolong's expression was extremely ugly.

"What's the matter, are you uncomfortable? Bahamut." Seeing this scene, the boy whispered to the dragon beside his ear.

"It's nothing, it's just disgusting, what this old guy said." The miniature dragon whispered.

As the Pope's prayer sounded, the golden light enveloped and entangled the teenagers, forming golden magic patterns on their bodies.

"May the God of Creation bless you. I hope you will continue to work hard for this world." After completing the blessing enchantment, the Pope stepped down from the stage.

The audience was quiet and silent.

Anyone can probably tell that something is wrong.

Lun Le's complexion became very bad, and he was grabbed by Kerrett so hard that he didn't stand up and curse.

The principal stepped forward, and with her came a shining medal.

"Hero's warriors, this is the proof that Luo Lincheng failed to present. As the only and best team of this internship, you should be commended."

(In such a comparison, I feel that the principal is simply an angel.) Resisting the pain of rolling all over, the boy thought.

Hanging the medal around the boy's neck, the principal continued to speak:

"We have already felt your hard work and ability in Luolin. Once again, I would like to express my gratitude to you only in my personal capacity." As he spoke, the principal bowed deeply.

"At the same time, I also express my deep regret and condolences to those students who lost their lives in this beast tide. May their souls be with God." Countless black bubbles spread from the principal's side, spreading to every corner.

Everyone put their hands together and prayed for the passing of their former partners.

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa_......"

Then, thunderous applause broke out.

"Please make a wish, warriors, you should be rewarded."

The red-haired boy, Alan, and Lance all took a step forward, and at the same time said in a firm and decisive tone:

"Please allow us to graduate early! As——Ferrance's people. Go to participate in the upcoming battle with Vesto."

"!!!..." After a moment of silence, looking at the three young men with firm gazes, the pink-haired girl said solemnly:

"Hehe, okay! I agree. Your strength this time has already surpassed your seniors. I hope you will win glory for us Herro on the battlefield."

"Wait!" The pope in the audience pushed away the students who started to whisper, and shouted to the red-haired boy with amplified magic:

"As a brave man, your mission is to promote the development of the mainland! Rather than launching and participating in that unknown war!"

"But I am also a citizen of Ferrance! It adopted and raised me. I am by no means an envoy of peace! My justice is protection!" loudly retorted.

The boy stood up and looked at the old man with his burning eyes.

"I support Fei Aiwei's decision. Before the devil appears, this so-called obligation is just an add-on. Do what you want, Fei Aiwei!"

The old man who had been watching walked up to the boy and protected him like a wall.

"...I really can't do anything about you. It should be said that I am indeed your apprentice of Hopnis. Then, let me be in Ryde to bless you." The Pope said so, and took him The guards left.

The audience erupted again, thunderous applause.

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"That bastard! Unexpectedly, he actually gave the blessing of the Creator God to the elf who believed in the goddess of forest and water!" As soon as he came out, Lunle erupted like a volcano.

"Calm down... By the way, let's say goodbye soon." Kerrett said to the three of Ferrance while stopping Lunle.

"Ah, we will definitely meet again, Brave Adventure Team." The red-haired boy held out his hand.

"When we conquer Vesto, let's explore together!"

The five teenagers huddled together.

"It's an agreement, don't break your promise!"

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"It hurts! Take it easy! Huh!"

The boy curled up naked, while the man beside him carefully used silver magic to help him remove the magic lines on his body.

The bless magic pattern, which was supposed to enhance recovery ability and resist curses and magic, to the young man, was like a continuous brand, scorching the young man.

"It's because you rely too much on the body's self-healing ability." The man pointed out the root of the problem.

"Whispering! It's all the fault of that old man!"

"Well, it hurts!"

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