Tyrant Code

early morning.

Sai Lun woke up from the deep darkness.He frowned, opened his eyes, and saw a glare of sunlight.

"...Yo, wake up." The sweet boy's voice sounded, and Sai Lun looked up and saw Gordon sitting by the bed.

The boy's stretched body was as tall and straight as a poplar, and his appearance was as beautiful as usual, but his smile was gentler than before, with a hint of nobility and majesty, which made people shudder.

Sai Lun: "...Did I make a lot of noise last night?"

Gordon: "It's okay."

Salem: "You haven't slept all night?"

Gordon: "Almost."

Sai Lun took a light breath: "...Then can you untie this thing for me first?"

Sai Lun struggled a few times, and found that his limbs were still bound, and he was not allowed to be free.

Goldo stood aside and watched the play. After watching for a while, he stuffed the bright red apple left on the table into his mouth.

Salem: "..."

Salem: "Mmmmmmm!"

Gordon clapped his hands, brushed away the dust that didn't exist on his cuffs, stood a little further away, and snapped his fingers with his right hand. With a "snap", the rope binding Sai Lun snapped.

Goldo: "We may miss breakfast today, so you can make do with an apple. Also, don't go out from my door today."

Sai Lun picked up the apple and took a bite: "Then how should I go back?"

Gordo raised his hand leisurely, and pointed to the window sill where the sun was pouring on the side: "Go to the window. It's just climbing down to the balcony on the first floor. With your skill, it's not a problem."

Salem: "..."

Sai Lun actually wanted to struggle a bit more, he thought it would be fine for him to go out in the black cloak he had come in.But he looked at Goldo's smiling face and was too smart to say this proposal.

After three years, his prince disease has almost been worn down by Gordo, and he knows the other party's uncompromising character.

So Salem could only twitch the corners of his mouth, opened the window with an apple in his mouth, and crawled down on the ground with his hands and feet. Sure enough, he climbed to the balcony of his room without much effort—fortunately, everyone went to have breakfast at this time. There is no one in the dormitory.Otherwise, the fact that he climbed out of Goldo's window was seen, and I don't know what it would be like.

Sai Lun let out a sigh of relief after flipping into the balcony of his room.He took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to push the door, only to find that the balcony door of his room was locked.

Sai Lun: "..." Before he went out, he seemed to have locked the balcony.

On the other end, Goldo, who had sent off Sai Lun, was about to go out to have breakfast, but found that Sai Lun crawled back to his window along the same path.

Goldo: "...Why are you back?"

Sai Lun: "I forgot, I locked the balcony door before going out, and now I can't get in at all."

Goldo: "... Then you wait for me."

Goldo opened the door of his room, poked his head out to look around, and found that the corridors and stairs were empty, so he turned around and called Sai Lun over: "Okay, hurry up and leave while there is no one there."

Sai Lun put on his black cloak, picked up the oil lamp he brought over last night, and rushed out the door swiftly.But the moment he stepped out of the door, he bumped into a figure——

"Gordo, why didn't you go to the cafeteria today—hiss, you are...!"

The person who came was Goldo's fellow countryman, Alfield.

Everything around fell silent for an instant.

"You...you're not..." Alfred stammered.Before he could finish speaking, Sai Lun came to his senses first, warning in a low voice, "What is it? You didn't see anything today. If you let me hear any more messy rumors, you'll be the one to watch!"

Alfield: "qaq!"

Goldo said with some toothache: "You hurry up. He is my friend, and he won't go out and talk nonsense."

After hearing this, Salem stared at Alfred, and strode away without saying a word.

Alfied regained his strength, his legs were weak and he supported Gordon's door frame, and he said without tears: "Why is it really him? Why did he come out of your room? Don't you real--"

"There is nothing between us." Goldo said firmly.

Alfred: "..."

He was silent for a moment, looking at him with wet eyes hesitating to speak, looking completely disbelieving.

Gordon said with some headaches: "He and I are really doing business."

"...Okay, don't explain, I understand." Alfield stretched out his hand and patted Gordon's shoulder, "I understand everything."

Goldo: "..." What do you know?

I saw Alfred continue to say to himself: "I know, you and him are so sneaky because you are afraid that everyone will look down on you... But what's the matter? Isn't this kind of thing very common? Or are you afraid of the other party? The identity of Prince Archid will attract criticism? But now that the Celanca Empire and the Archid Empire have restored friendly relations, who dares to say anything? If anyone talks about you, I will help them find a theory!"

Goldo: "...Thank you for your concern, but we really have nothing to do with each other."

Alfred: "Okay. What is the relationship between us, you don't have to hide it in front of me. I'm also to blame for this, I didn't find out earlier... But Goldo, I don't have a problem with your taste , but Sai Lun has such a violent temper, such a terrible background, and you are so easy to talk, what will he do if he bullies you in the future?"

Goldo took a deep breath: "Alfield."

Alfred: "...Huh?"

"Now, immediately, immediately, throw away all those messy thoughts in your mind." Gordo smiled and said sinisterly, "Don't force me to use magic to erase your memory. After all, this magic still exists. The sequelae will make you act like a mentally retarded person all day today."

Alfield immediately shut his mouth like a quail.

"Okay, you can speak now, what did you come to me for?" In just an instant, Gordo returned to his gentle and gentle appearance.

Alfred: "...I actually wanted to come and have breakfast with you."

Goldo: "Let's go then."

They walked together and went all the way to the cafeteria.Gordon ordered the meal casually.For some reason, he felt that the cafeteria was more lively today than at this time in the past.

"What happened here, why are everyone so excited?" Goldo asked curiously.

Alfield curled his lips: "Because the promotion exam is over...Of course, there is another reason. I heard people say that our college may participate in the Imperial League again this year!"

The so-called Empire League is an academy competition jointly held by the three great empires of the Western Continent.These three empires are Seranka, Archid and Daowa. Since these three empires are all countries that believe in the Holy Lord, they have also set up colleges for cultivating priests in their respective imperial capitals. Therefore, every few years , the three empires will unite to hold a competition between the colleges, allowing students to compete with each other.

The Imperial League was originally held every three years, and each of the three empires won or lost. However, the last Imperial League was held more than ten years ago-because Sailanka and Archid had been fighting at that time.

"...I see." Gordon nodded, "But I haven't heard from my mentor. Where did the news come from?"

"It should have come from the palace." Alfield nodded and said, "I heard that the mission sent by Archide proposed this matter. His Majesty has already expressed his approval. If there is no accident If so, this year's Imperial League should be held smoothly."

Gordon smiled: "Then why are you so excited?"

"You don't know that. Every league, the academy will conduct selection tests behind closed doors to determine the candidates for the seminary team... According to the past tradition, five students from our seminary are selected, and the next door is the Knight Academy. Choose five of them, and make up a ten-member team to participate in the competition, but the ones selected are basically senior students, with few exceptions." Alfield said with a look of excitement, "—But this year is different. We have an elite class this year. So everyone is guessing whether all the places this year will be given to senior students."

Although the four talents in the elite class have just been promoted to the "intermediate level", their strength is completely comparable to that of the advanced students.

"... there's nothing to guess about it." Goldo said.

Alfred: "Don't you want to go?"

"Empire League or something, it's very troublesome to hear. If you win, it's good. But what if you lose?" Goldo asked, "Especially this matter has passed before His Majesty the King. The result may also be related to our communication with other countries... This competition has exceeded the scope of purely academic exchanges, and the pressure on the representative team this year is not insignificant. Even if it is not selected, it is not necessarily a bad thing."

Alfred was thoughtful: "What you said makes sense."

They were chatting, a figure looked around between the dining tables, and after seeing their faces clearly, it came straight to their table: "Hey, Gordo!"

Gordo looked up, and was a little surprised to find that it was his old acquaintance Colin who was speaking.

After graduating, Colin got his wish and stayed in the seminary as a teaching assistant.He is still learning forging techniques from Tutor Qiu Moli.

"Senior Colin, long time no see." Goldo greeted politely.

"...It's not been a long time. We just met in the workshop three days ago." Colin scratched his head with a smile, and then said as if he remembered something, "By the way, I'm here to deliver a message to the instructor. Mentor asked you to meet him in his office."

Goldo: "Mr. Qiu Moli?...Did he tell you about it?"

Colin: "I'm not sure. But it should be because of the Imperial League. Anyway, come with me."

Goldo: "..." This is really what you say.

Encouraged by Alfied winking, Gordo hastily finished his breakfast, took a piece of bread in his mouth, and followed Colin to Tutor Qiu Moli's teacher's room, only to find that many people had already gathered there.In addition to Tutor Qiu Moli, Tutor Luna and several other tutors that Goldo is familiar with from various departments are there.Gordo glanced into the crowd, and saw an old man in a white robe and glasses in the center of the crowd - even the dean was there.

"Mentor." Colin's respectful voice sounded behind Goldo, "I brought the man here."

"Thank you." Instructor Qiu Moli said with a smile, he seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Good day, mentors." Although Gordon was a little uncomfortable, he still bowed down and saluted calmly, "Good day, Mr. Dean."

The dean, who was wearing glasses, nodded kindly.

"Gordo, did Colin tell you why we called you here?" Instructor Qiu Moli asked.

Gordon took a deep breath, raised his head, and replied loudly: "The Imperial League."

The dean laughed: "Okay, okay, as long as you know what's in your mind. How about it, do you want to participate?"

Gordon thought about it, and said, "I thought that the instructors would give priority to older students..."

"You're not young anymore." Tutor Qiu Moli said, "Your skills are well known to the tutors who taught you. With your level, it's not a problem to be selected for our seminary's representative team."

Gordon smiled: "Thank you for your compliment."

The dean continued: "We have no doubt that you have this ability. However, I invited you here today to ask for your opinion, and ask if you would like to—"

"If you play in the Imperial League, we hope that you will stop retaining your own strength and do what you want... Can you do it?"

The dean's tone was quite serious.

Goldo: "..."

It turned out that the instructors could see that he was usually hiding his clumsiness.

However, it is impossible not to retain strength.

He just rose to level [-] two days ago, and got a brand new dark magic skill, "Starfall".The effect of displaying it is no different from a small meteorite shower.

His previous magic skill was to breathe fire, spray water, and strike thunder. After three years of upgrades, he has gained a skill that can stun the enemy, called "Mind"...In general, the lethality Still within the controllable range.

But "Star Drop" is an indiscriminate area of ​​effect damage skill.If he really made it out, he might even smash the venue.And he himself can't help but be regarded as a mysterious existence like the son of the plane...

Gordo twitched the corners of his eyes, thinking that this skill is useless, and it is better to simply press the bottom of the box.

"I'll do my best," Gordon replied.

"Okay, that's enough." The dean smiled and stroked his beard, "The last person who answered that I did my best brought back the honor of winner for our academy. I believe that blue is better than blue— — you can do it too.”

Goldo: "..." Why did he think that the dean meant something?

"Okay, then we have almost confirmed the list of entries for our God Academy." The instructors discussed, "How is the communication with the Knight Academy?"

"...The people who approached me were reluctant, but in the end one of the places was given up." Teacher Luna smiled and brushed the broken hair on her sideburns, "Who made our seminary come out?" A very talented paladin."

...Gordo could guess with his toes that the person they were talking about was Sai Lun.It seems that the existence of Sai Lun also helped the God Academy squeeze the number of places in the Knight Academy next door.

But there is no way.After all, this is a league between empires, and the representative team is naturally for those who can, and there is nothing the Knight Academy can do if they are reluctant.

"This time, we have to cheer up." The dean said, "This league is not just an exchange between countries, but also a competition between colleges. We have not seen other colleges for more than ten years. Therefore, we cannot blindly underestimate the enemy, otherwise it will be very difficult to keep the victory."

The instructors nodded one after another, expressing their understanding.

"Your Majesty also attaches great importance to this competition this time. In order to win the championship, all our requirements will be satisfied as much as possible. I seized this opportunity and applied for a budget for our academy. Spend it hard and don't need to save money." The dean said, took off his glasses, wiped them, and said with a smile, "For this reason, I also specially applied to His Majesty for a new position as a college tutor. When it comes to the experience of preparing for competitions, he is also quite well-versed. ...After all, he is someone who has personally participated in the Imperial League."

"...Come in, Art." The dean raised his voice slightly, shouted, and then said to the instructors, "This is the new colleague I mentioned to you."

Gordon froze for a moment, then turned around in disbelief.

What caught my eye... was the long golden-yellow hair like the morning sun, and the emerald eyes as green as new leaves——

Gordon suddenly discovered that the appearance of this person was actually the same as when they first met.