I heard you want to counterattack

Norwich College only recruits children with magical talent, aged 12 to 15, but due to the current situation in the mainland, the physique has been relaxed a bit. As long as they pass the test and meet the standards, they will recruit ordinary knight reserves.

Knight is not so much a profession, but a general term for people who fight with their own strength, which is different from magicians who use magic power.

In fact, there is only one official certification between the knights and the knight reserve. The knight students recruited by each academy can be called the knight reserve. When they graduate, the academy will arrange an assessment, and only those who pass the assessment can graduate. A brand new knight.

Those who do not have the conditions to go to the academy can also go to the knight review organization to sign up for the assessment. After passing, the starting point will be the same as that of students who have studied for several years. However, few people can do it by themselves without going to the academy.

Closer to home, although the college's enrollment physical standards are relaxed, the age is still the same, because children at this age already have a rough idea of ​​their own values, and the talent aspect is also the most suitable time to start learning.

And Hoywell is not a boy of that age, logically speaking, he will definitely not be able to go to the academy.

Because of this problem, Shkretz lay on the table the next morning, staring at the young man in white who was eating slowly, and said quietly, "Xiao Zhizhi, how are you planning to go to Norvey College?"

As far as he knew, to go to the City of Light, only Norvey College had a teleportation array, but because of its existence, it should not be too ostentatious, at least those teleportation magic that mobilized a wide range of magic power could not be used.

Especially this academy with many stories is also under its focus, how can this be mixed in?

Of course Huiwell knew what he meant, and asked lightly, "How do you get in?"

"That's different, I'm the special guest at the opening ceremony!" His Highness the Dark Son blinked meaningfully, "Otherwise you go in with me, and I'll announce you as my fiancé when the time comes~"

Pretending to look like he just remembered it, he probably thought about it a long time ago, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

Huiweier took a sip of the soup, "Well, go by yourself, walk slowly and don't see you off."

"I knew it." The smile on Shkretz's face froze, his face collapsed, and he was extremely sad, "So who are you waiting for? That annoying kid?"

In fact, after thinking about it carefully, Schretz knew that Huiweier would not go to Norvi Academy. After all, he set up the light formation by himself, and he was extremely sensitive to his breath. Well, if you get close, you will never be able to escape its pursuit.

If you don’t go to Norvi, you can’t enter the City of Light. If you want to get that thing without going to the City of Light, you need an intermediary, such as a person.

As for this candidate, there should be no one else except the kid who made his teeth itch with hatred. Although the kid is probably very old now, he is still so annoying.

"That's right." Huiwell wiped his mouth and said calmly, "And now, it's almost here."

As soon as the words fell, there was a rush of footsteps coming from the door of the room, as if they were anxiously stepping on the stairs, and even staggered in the middle.

Hearing this voice, Huiweier immediately raised his eyes and saw the seriousness in each other's eyes with Shkretz, "Something went wrong."

Shkretz put away his hippie smile, got up and opened the door, just in time to meet a man in a white cloak.

The man probably ran up all the way. The edge of the white cloak was embroidered with low-key and expensive gold thread, because the large movements revealed the bright Holy See clothing that symbolized holiness and dignity.

The young man who was about to knock on the door froze for a moment, wearing a hood that covered most of his face, he could feel his bewilderment.

"Come in and say." Shkretz let him in sideways, and then closed the door to block the sight of outside prying eyes.

People who walked into the room immediately noticed the figure in white sitting in front of the table. His body was extremely stiff on the spot. Shkretz could still feel him trembling standing there.

Glancing at the young man in white who didn't express anything, Huiweir looked at the man who didn't know where to put his hands, and said in a heavy tone, "What happened? Where is Dimos?"

Realizing the identity of the person in front of him, Moore swallowed his saliva and tried his best to restrain his excitement of wanting to kneel on the ground. In fact, he had already knelt down. Thinking of what the teacher said before he left, his tone was extremely heavy, " It found out what the teacher had planned with you, and things were taken away."

"Teacher..." Moore's voice was a little dry, "I was killed by it."

The two people in the room knew who it was, and it was precisely because of this that they realized the seriousness of the matter more deeply.

Was that kid killed?Shkretz glanced at the silent blond young man, and couldn't feel at ease. It is not a merciful existence.

"The teacher asked me to come to you," Moore picked up the ordinary-looking golden necklace hanging around his neck. The pendant on it was in the shape of a simple drop of water, but it was covered with a thin layer of mist, " Say you'll believe me when you see this."

Huiweier lowered his head and looked at the necklace in Moore's hand. The shadow of his long golden hair covered his expression, but Moore keenly felt that he was not in a good mood.

Looking at the extremely familiar necklace, Huiweier's heart sank, and he thought of the boy who was struggling in the mud but had an amazing love for the light.

——"You took me away from that place, I should follow you, I can do anything."

The young man covered in scars followed behind him step by step, silent.

——"You, you are really..." The somewhat tall boy stared at him with joy, his eyes full of yearning, excitement and admiration.

——"I swear, I will be the most loyal believer of my lord! The vicissitudes of life, this heart is the proof!"

"You don't need to take it off." Heywell stopped the young man from moving, and looked away from staring at the necklace, "Deimos gave it to you, so you wear it."

Speaking of which, he gave this necklace to the young man, and it contained his magic power, which was also used to prepare for the current plan, and the magic power could cover it from being discovered.

But it's clear that over the millennia, the effect has gotten worse.

It is not so easy to support until now.

It was also seriously injured back then, and Hoywell calculated the approximate time it would take to recover, but now it is unreasonable to recover so quickly, it seems that it is even crazier.

"Feel sorry."

Moore looked up in astonishment, as if he didn't expect Huiwell to say this.

"I'm sorry." Hoywell looked at him calmly, and he seemed to be sighing to him who was caught off guard and his teacher who died because of it, "Thanks for your hard work."

"..." Moore opened his mouth, his eyes were moist, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he bent down reverently, "This is my honor as the Son of God."

The humble hotel room, the spokesperson of the past and future bathed in light, bows his head deeply, like his teacher.

"Where will it take things?" After a long while, Shkretz broke the silence, changed the subject, and approached, "We have to get it back."

Without that thing, their winning percentage plummeted, and the ending this time might be even more miserable than last time.

And they all know that it won't let them get that kind of thing. Although it can't be destroyed, there are some ways to kill and confine it. I'm afraid that there are things that can't be underestimated around that kind of thing, just waiting for them to fall into the trap.

But they still had to go.

"Land of Chaos..." Huiweier pondered, "It's just a few places. The most important thing now is that we are being targeted."

Things were taken away, which means that it already knows that they are back, and now even the Holy Son of Light is in such a mess. It is conservatively estimated that the current situation of the Holy See of Light and the Holy See of Darkness is not very good.

Although it is still unable to determine Moll's location because of the necklace, nor does it know their location, but the Kavian continent is only so big in total, and the vicinity is even smaller.

Speaking of which, thanks to the fact that Norvi College is enrolling students, there are so many people, enough to confuse and delay it for a while, otherwise it will only be a matter of time before they are found.

But in fact, it doesn't need to come to them specifically. Without the spontaneous supply of magic power in this world, the two of them use a little less magic power, and they are still enduring the disappearance of magic power every moment.

As long as you are optimistic about that kind of thing and delay the time, it won't take long for it to win without a fight. Compared with the millennium game, this time is simply insignificant.

So it is they who are currently in a passive position.

Shkretz can guarantee that as long as they leave Norvi City, within two days, they will be completely under its surveillance, and that will be the real way to heaven and nowhere.

At that time, they probably didn't know where it put the things.

Moore stood up a long time ago, listening to the words of these two people, his face was in a cloud of fog. The Pope told him some words when he was dying, so he didn't understand the deeper facts, such as "it", and " something like that".

I can only realize by feeling that what they are going to do must be a major event that can turn the world upside down, although just based on the identities of these two people, I know that it is definitely not a trivial matter.

However, Moore cautiously glanced at the black-clothed youth, then at the blond-haired youth, feeling the tacit understanding and calm atmosphere between the two of them, surprised and stunned.

It turns out that my lord and the dark god really have a relationship of "love and kill each other"?

The teacher does not bully me!

Huiwell, who was screening out the possible places one by one, paused in doubt, as if feeling inexplicable.

The black-haired young man, who was sitting or standing, glanced at the bright-eyed little Shengzi with a smile in his eyes, and continued to discuss the follow-up plan, as if nothing had happened.

The author has something to say: Schklitz: On the road~ little boy :)

-感谢在2020-04-1321:20:20~2020-04-1621:01:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Fusheng 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!