Ultimate Assassin System

Ancient Mai City, Bran Empire Civilian College.

There is nothing much to say about the former. It is an ordinary city in the north, with no characteristics, neither large nor small in scale, just mediocre and bland.

As for the Bran Empire Civilian Academy, this is a rather strange thing. Because in the history of Bran Thousand Years, there is only the term Aristocratic Academy. How have you ever heard of the term Public Academy? But it would be easier to understand if it were changed back to the original name of the college. In fact, more than half a year ago, it did have another widely circulated name - Shuguang Civilian Academy!

As we all know, this is an emerging thing created by the Gray Army after a long struggle and negotiation for cooperation with the Bran Empire. However, as the gray-clothed army was defined as anti-Japanese bandits and rushed to the barren land deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the name of the college, which was determined by the bandit leader himself, naturally had to change accordingly.

Of course, the Bran Empire has also thought about simply destroying these civilian colleges and completely eradicating the remaining traces of the gray rebels.

But then I thought about it, if this academy, which is spread across cities and took a lot of manpower and material resources to finally be established, was demolished within a few months of opening, it would be a slap in the face! And if you really have to do this, the public resentment it will cause is not a small problem...

After some discussion, the Bran Empire simply came to occupy the magpie's nest. The academy can be retained, but its reputation must be attributed to the empire. After all, from a general perspective, this thing is indeed a good thing, and it will play a great role in stabilizing the people of the empire...

Stabilize people's hearts! At least in the eyes of the big shots in King Bran's court, this is enough. However, the institutions in various cities that actually spent the money, people, and efforts to build the academy are inevitably a little bit dissatisfied.

You must know that this money is not just a one-time investment. The subsequent loss of teaching materials, construction of various supporting facilities, etc., will still have to be borne by the finance of each city. This also means that other administrative agencies have less money, and the money that could be used for corruption will naturally decrease...

But then, when those people who dreamed that their children would have a decent status and would not inherit their desperate life when they grew up, they gritted their teeth and spent money on drinking money, a few months of living expenses, and money to save their children's future wives... ...He brought the college with both hands, and most of it entered the financial system. After quickly filling the treasury, the big shots in the city were shocked.

What a huge contrast - I thought it was a business where you lose money and make money, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a rooster that can lay golden eggs!

There's something going on! There is definitely something going on!

With the change in concepts, the attitude of the senior officials of each city towards the civilian college also changed instantly. Instead of being indifferent to it in the past, they were discussing enthusiastically whether to change it to a more popular sign. Publicize it in the newspaper? The most important thing is whether the tuition fee should be increased a little more? Then build a few more colleges...

Of course, these are not the focus at the moment. The key point is that as the setting sun in the west gradually turns the sky red with sunset, a group of hundreds of people quickly gathered in front of the rooster that laid golden eggs.

The clothes are very miscellaneous, they are both young and old, and there is nothing sinister about them. However, the guard who was reading a newspaper in the small room next to the door looked up through the crystal glass and looked at the various weapons hanging in the hands and waists of these people. He couldn't help but put down the newspaper in his hands, subconsciously touched the wooden stick on the side to instruct the students, and paused. After a moment, he touched the iron rod on the side, vaguely feeling that these people were coming with bad intentions!

Three walls, one ditch, and the venue is large enough. This is simply a natural place for fighting... It's decided, let's do it! In front of the crowd, a young man holding a big sword looked around casually, and his eyes finally glanced at the cloth Lan Empire Civilian College's words were gilded, nodded, and said so.

Uh...here? Imperial Civilian College? An old man who looked like a rich man in luxurious robes opened his mouth and walked out with a very hesitant look on his face. Would you like to think about it again, Rhodes? If you will be here? If things get too big, the impact will not be very good.

Influence? Haha... OK! If the matter is not serious, how did Tang En know to come here? Waving his hands casually, the young man looked up and down at the towering iron gate of the college, licked his lips, and stepped over with a big sword on his shoulder.

At this moment, Who are you? What are you doing here? The rather sturdy guard rushed out of the hut, clutching the iron rod in his hand, and shouted loudly with some vigilance and fear.

However, the young man didn't hear it. Instead, he raised the big sword in his hand from a distance of three feet, Uh, what do you want to do... Where do you belong? The Double Sword Society or the Tsing Yi Gang? I'm warning you, this is the Imperial Civilian Academy. , the big shots take it very seriously, and the police department is personally guarding it, so don’t mess around...

Before the guard, who seemed to have gotten along, could finish his threatening words, the young man suddenly stepped forward and slashed with his sword, scoff... a golden and silver sword light appeared out of thin air, and immediately crossed a distance of three feet and hit the center of the towering iron gate.

Boom... boom...

The doumang exploded, and the towering iron gate only swayed once, and immediately fell down like a jade pillar pushing down a golden mountain, causing the earth to tremble slightly and dust to fly everywhere.

Carrying the big sword, the young man tilted his head and touched his earlobe, stepped on the iron gate and stepped straight into the courtyard. When passing by the stunned guard with a ghostly look on his face, he paused and turned around: Excuse me, how do I get to the dean's office?

Let's go, let's go... The trembling words were heard with a bang! The iron rod fell to the ground and rolled over twice...

Needless to say, this group of people were naturally Rhodes, Byron and others who came for Tang En.

As for where Tang En is currently hiding, the temple does not know. However, through the traces of the believers' riots, they were able to roughly draw a circle.

Because the time to complete the task was extremely tight, Rhodes and others naturally could not waste time on searching. As soon as they entered the edge of this area, that is, Gumai City, they simply stopped and looked for the secret intelligence agency of the Gray Army.

It has to be said that in order to successfully eliminate the source of the turmoil this time, the temple sent quite a few experts. Naturally, this also included experts who were good at tracking down information. With either coercion or inducement, they quickly determined the location of the secret agency through various channels in the city. Then, with the strength of Rhodes and others, they were able to successfully capture the people inside without any effort.

Then the team dispersed, traveling to several surrounding cities, and naturally arrested some more people. After gathering in Gumai City in the evening, Rhodes chose the current civilian college as the venue for the battle...

A series of movements were like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, leaving no chance for outsiders to react. It must be said that although Rhodes looks a bit crazy, his many methods are extremely ruthless and decisive.

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Who is that? Where's the explosive crystal we brought? Bury it here at the main entrance. Just bury a little bit around the other three walls. Whoever steps on it will be unlucky... Sirs, don't be idle. You are not magicians. How many of them can you do? A magic trap shouldn't be a problem... Oh, clumsy, it's better to use it on your own... Forget it, forget it, the rest of you can go in with me to clear the place...

Under Rhode's careless shouts, hundreds of people quickly divided into small teams and dispersed. The division of labor was clear and a prototype defense was built according to the terrain of the college. It can be said that except for Byron and other bishops, even ordinary light knights here are all real combat experts.

Wait! Just as Rhodes was walking towards the courtyard with his big sword, the white-bearded old bishop quickly stopped him, Are you laying a trap here now? What will happen to the people in this academy and those students later? go out?

Get out? Why are you out? Rhodes turned his head in shock and looked at him with an idiot's eyes, Don't you think such a battle that is destined to be a classic would be boring without an audience?

Huh? The white-bearded old man suddenly froze on the spot when he heard the words and opened his mouth, You, you, you... you are talking nonsense! He roared violently, his expression livid, You know very well that once a master fights, he will do whatever he wants. A burst of fighting spirit can cause countless casualties. Do you want the temple to bear such a big crime and countless infamy because of you?

He shrugged nonchalantly, Actually, it's you who have caused the temple to bear such a big crime and countless infamy now! Aren't you? With a curl of his lips, Rhodes casually pushed away the white-bearded old man's pull, turned around and left, muttering, Even if you want to be a bad person, you also want to be a good person... Bah! If you are bad, be bad to the extreme. I still respect you as a person. But you are still thinking about erecting some memorial arch, hesitating and shrinking, and you are destined to have no future in this life!

The murmur was not loud, but it was enough for the people around to hear clearly, You... The old man with white beard trembled and pointed with his hand. His face turned red instantly, as if he would vomit blood in the next moment.

Upon seeing this, Byron shook his head, stepped forward and patted the old man on the shoulder: Forget it, don't be familiar with this guy. And... well, with our current situation, we really don't need to think too much.

The white-bearded old man opened his lips a few times when he heard the words, and finally let out a slumped sigh, unable to put down his arms.

That was the fact. If they couldn't kill Tang En within a week, the result waiting for them could be imagined. In this way, there is really no need to think too much now...

After a small interlude, Rhodes and his group strolled through the academy, walking slowly and slowly toward the pointed roof not far away, which was the Theological Hall. According to the doorman, the dean was not in the dean's office at this time, but was leading the students to do evening prayers there.

It must be for this reason that, looking at it, there are almost no people in this large college, and it seems very quiet.

Walking around, touching his earlobes out of habit, Rhodes seemed to be very interested in the structure of the college. From time to time, he opened the wooden door next to him and looked inside. He saw the studio with rows of easels, the study room with neatly arranged tables and chairs, There is also a ceremonial room with mirrors hanging on the entire wall...

Of course, there are more outdoor learning places. For example, there is a spacious ring-shaped horse farm, an archer training ground with a row of arrow targets, a training ground with various weapons, and a red-tiled library looming in the distance...

Judging from the scale of facilities, this place is naturally inferior to the aristocratic academy in the city. But don't forget, this is just a civilian academy, a civilian learning place that only officially appeared after the empire existed for thousands of years. Therefore, such a configuration has actually far exceeded everyone's expectations.

Of course, this is also related to the standard specifications given by the Gray Army when the academy was established. Otherwise, if each city is allowed to build its own buildings, it will be like a slum...

He smacked his lips and said, Tsk tsk, what an interesting place it is. The Temple of Knights Hall is so boring... I have said before that there is no future if you just practice cultivation. Most of the people you train are those with high strength and low IQ. What a waste! Looking around, Rhodes shook his head and sighed with great interest.

Huh! Although it seemed that he was talking about the Knights Hall, Byron and the others on the side felt awkward and harsh, as if they had been insulted in person.

Before he could react, he asked, Hey, who are you? A middle-aged man wearing a scholar's robe came from the corridor in front of him. He was full of books and looked like a teacher or something.

Good evening, teacher. Rhodes looked up and waved hello with a bright smile, Haha, I respect teachers the most, and I also like to interact with educated people.

Uh...I'm just a librarian...

That's not the point. Just read books regularly and be literate. Well, I would like to ask, is this the Theology Hall?

Nodding subconsciously, Yes...

Ha, thank you, I'll treat you to dinner another day. Raising his hand, Rhodes passed by the middle-aged man. In front of him was the building with a pointed roof, covering a large area.

Uh, no need...wait, who are you?

After coming back to his senses, the middle-aged man looked at the dozens of people holding various weapons in front of him, and finally realized something was wrong. But at this moment, a big man walked past him expressionlessly, and with a backhand knife, he knocked the librarian unconscious to the ground.

Don't... Oh, how can I say good to you? You must respect cultural people. One by one, even the God of Light can't save them... He curled his lips and turned his head, and Rhodes casually pushed open the thick red-brown door in front of him. , stepped in, and immediately, his feet paused.

...In countless dark nights, I drew you with stars, and your tolerance and fraternity accompanied my sweet dreams. In my singing, I used notes to praise you, and your wisdom and sage made me understand the grace of God and the most beautiful thing in this life. The time it takes is to get to know you, my Lord and Father God...

The soothing, gentle, yet solemn and elegant key sounds flowed out like water, echoing leisurely in this tall and vast auditorium. On the stairs on the left side, there are rows of boys and girls in black robes, holding hands on their chests with pious expressions, singing hymns to the God of Light in unison. The scene is spectacular and solemn.

Needless to say, this is what the doorman calls the evening prayer. In fact, when the civilian college was founded, although theology was also offered here, due to the nature of the Gray Army, it was naturally impossible to make it so complicated and solemn. In fact, most of them are just a formality. There is a morning prayer on Sunday and that’s it.

However, after Bran took over the academy, the situation was naturally no longer possible. Theology has become a compulsory course for every student. Its importance overrides all subjects, and various rituals appear accordingly, so there is this solemn evening prayer in front of us.

It's a pity that Rhodes pushed the door too easily. The creaking sound caused by the thick wooden door instantly inserted a discordant sound into this solemn scene. The smooth piano keys suddenly stopped, and even the neat hymn became slightly chaotic. Finally, the music stopped, and after a while, the large auditorium fell silent.

Touching his earlobe, Rhodes showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and waved his hand: Uh, sorry for disturbing me... go on, you guys go on...

Naturally, this situation could not continue. The thin old man sitting behind the piano stood up and looked at the sudden intrusion of Rhodes and the several figures carrying weapons behind him. He frowned slightly: I am the dean of this hospital, Your Excellency. yes?

I said I was just passing by, do you believe it or not? Rhodes rubbed his eyebrows, shook his head and walked into the auditorium, waving to the boys and girls who looked puzzled, Hello everyone, I'm really sorry for interrupting you singing praises. Well... Well, to express my apology, will my uncle lead you to finish singing the next hymn?

Walking up to the astonished old dean, he bowed politely and pointed to the black piano behind him, Excuse me, can I borrow it?

Subconsciously backed away, Of course.

Thank you. Nodding with a smile, Rhodes sat in front of the piano, clasped his fingers, squinted at the music score, and couldn't help but look a little troubled, Hey, I haven't touched this thing in many years, I have almost forgotten it... Forget it, it's okay. Come on, where did you sing just now? Oh, I remembered...

This guy went crazy again... Byron and others who followed him into the auditorium hall couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths when they saw this, and their faces were blank.

As a clergyman, I am naturally familiar with things like Hymns of Light, and I also have the music scores at my fingertips. After all, these are compulsory courses before making an official debut. But when is this now? Are we here to kidnap you? Even if you break the hymn as a clergyman, it will inevitably be a bit embarrassing, but you won’t go into battle yourself and do it all over again! Can you please do your job properly, you bastard...

In various thoughts, My Lord, Father God... one, two, three, get ready, get up! Ding-ding-dong-dong, a slightly raw piano sound mixed with soft humming sounded, Please listen, listen to me. Calling. And please have mercy on me and answer me. Can you forgive my unintentional offenses. Can you tolerate the mistakes I have made...

The music is indeed right, and so is the hymn. Therefore, some students who didn't know why subconsciously opened their mouths, and the sparse chorus sounded again. After that, as the old dean waved his hands in relief and beat the beat, the uniform hymn from before sounded again, and the scene became solemn and solemn again.

On the other hand, Byron and others were a little embarrassed and a little funny. They are not crazy, and of course they will not go crazy with Rhodes. But under the current situation, it seemed very abnormal and superfluous for them not to sing along... In the end, they had no choice but to watch Rhodes singing at the top of his lungs, looking awkward and weird!

These slightly disharmonious existences did not affect Rhodes. At this time, he was squinting and shaking his head, playing the black and white piano keys with ease. His condition was getting better and better, and he looked like he was enjoying it.

Ah, praise God, praise your mercy, praise your fraternity! Ah, believe in God...

…(To be continued.)