The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 Outside the Soms Noble Academy, thousands of people are waiting in line for the gate to open.

　　 Bahram walked into the line to the Noble Academy before dawn, and for the next three hours, he followed the crowd forward bit by bit.

　　 Every half an hour, the big bell of the college church will ring together, praising the Lord of Mankind and his perfect angels.

　　 People rushed to the academy on the clean streets with the sound of bells. Many of them were parents accompanied by their sons, and many of them were nobles and officials in gorgeous clothes.

　　 Only Bahram was alone and dressed like a worker.

　　 After being picked up from Gray Cliff Town, he never saw the Astarte again. He and Hao Mo were only arranged to rest in a unified mansion and were given a plain costume.

　　 When the day of the primaries came, Haomo set off earlier, and Bachram had to come by himself.

　　 In the past few days, he didn't get along well with each other, and he didn't ask Haomo why Vayou didn't come with him.

　　 The two spent two days almost silent.

　　 finally lined up for him to enter the academy. When the gatekeeper in front of the academy asked him why he came here, he said that he came here to participate in the screening and bring out the voucher.

　　 Then, the guard at the gate nodded and pointed to the main road, as if he was waiting for this answer.

　　 "At the feet of the emperor, there is the place of selection and the place where you participate in the trial. May the emperor bless you to succeed."

　　 This blessing is full of sincerity, Bahram couldn't say anything, he could only look at the other side with his mouth open when the gatekeeper blessed him.

　　 These gatekeepers are embroidered on their shoulders with the emblem of the cross of the two swords of the astral knights, obviously they are all mortal servants from the battle group.

　　 Maybe his sluggish time was too long, so that the attitude of the gatekeeper gradually changed, and finally he had to be driven into the academy.

　　 "The grace of the emperor will never end! The rule of the emperor will last forever! Praise the emperor! Beware of heresy! An unfettered mind is the vanguard of heresy!"

　　 When Bahram was about to enter the academy, a bunch of people in shabby clothes suddenly walked past him.

　　 The necks of these people were tied to a rope, and their left hand was placed on the shoulder of the previous person. The leader shook the bell on his hand while reciting the admonition.

　　 He looked at this bunch of people in rags, feeling very strange, but the people around them evaded one after another.

　　 Suddenly, one of them raised his head and frightened Bachram back again and again-this person's lips and eyelids were tightly sewn to death.

　　 Although he had heard his grandfather talk about the ascetics and mad believers of the churches, when he really witnessed it, he couldn't help being amazed by the crazy beliefs of these people.

　　 also felt a little scared.

　　 When he entered the college, he found that it was completely beyond his imagination. This school was bigger and cleaner than any town he had seen. It was not like a school at all, but more like a city.

　　 On both sides of the street, various living facilities and entertainment facilities are readily available, and fountains and courtyards can be seen everywhere.

　　 And he had never seen so many people. The students crowded the main road of the academy. Many people had perfume on their bodies. The smell they gave made him feel dizzy.

　　 There are not only people from Soms Nest, but also many outstanding teenagers from other nest capitals.

　　Occasionally, he would also see a landing craft descend from the sky to the small landing platform of the academy.

　　 He later learned that only the most distinguished candidates are eligible to be approved to directly enter the college.

　　 The result of this is that Bahram saw amazing wealth in the academy-those foreign noble children wearing high-quality clothes, followed by servants, looked vigorous, and very strong and white due to the generous life.

　　 This was the first time he realized how poor the bottom of his nest was.

　　As the road stretched, he saw an icon.

　　 The emperor's appearance spread above them, and his handsome face did not look at this dirty place, but faced the flawless world, as if he also felt that his people were unsightly.

　　 This statue is unimaginably big, it is 500 meters high.

　　As the sun gradually flies over, the statue of the emperor casts a shadow into the town like a sundial.

　　Although Bachram feels humble and pitiful for the grandeur of the icon, he is still very grateful for the shadow that shades him.

　　 He moved around in the academy for a while, and suddenly felt stage fright—he thought he was definitely not worthy of being selected.

　　 It is said that there are 5,000 people who participated in the primary election alone. Almost all the best of the Nathan Generation IV are in this list, and no one knows how many can pass.

The people around him talk in elegant and pure Gothic, and he can only mix bad Gothic with dialects, and most of his peers are taller and stronger than him. They talk about something. Things he hadn't heard of.

　　 He thought he was good enough, but the reality does not seem to be the case.

　　 There is still some food in his pocket, but he has no appetite at all.

　　 In the end, the flow of people led him to the front of the square.

　　Bahram suddenly entered an open area from a group of buildings. The ground was neatly paved with granite and surrounded by buildings made of stone and metal.

In the middle of the square is a two-story platform. The white variegated marble that forms the base does not look like native materials~www.readwn.com~ The terrace on the first floor is surrounded by a ring of gorgeous railings. A gap was left in front of a wide step.

　　 This step leads all the way up to the second level platform, facing a pair of bronze gates with the logo of the cross of two swords of the astral knights printed on the gates.

　　 Astral Knights have used hundreds of years of conscription points. Generations of outstanding graduates from Soms Noble Academy walked into here, rushed to the stars, and fought for the emperor.

　　 But today, it ushered in the largest batch of candidates in history.

　　 The ugly machine servant moved on the platform, washing away the dust from the platform with a large amount of precious rose holy water-although there may be no dust at all.

　　 These washers were followed by scrubbers, and their hands were replaced with soft polishing tools.

The base of the 　　 platform is an exquisite garden, which is irrigated by a continuous stream of water. The bright flowers and branches and leaves are too strange and even scary in Bachram's eyes.

　　 All the candidate boys gathered around the garden.

　　 They have different skin tones, different body shapes, and different clothes on their bodies.

　　 Bahram hesitated to join them.

　　 Among these boys, he saw some boys who looked like locals, and their expressions were much more calm than most people.

　　 It is easy to guess that they should be students of Soms Noble Academy.

　　Thinking that they haven't experienced the difficulties and obstacles they have gone through, but they still have the same opportunities as themselves, just because they are students here, that's all-Bachram felt distressed.

　　 This is unbearable injustice.

　　 He clenched his fists unconsciously, trying to hammer their arrogant faces severely.