CH 26

As the voice fell, the hall fell into a dead silence.

After a moment, Lohart, the commander of the Expeditionary Legion, shouted, "Your Majesty! We don't have enough people!"

"The investigation legion has confirmed that there has been a disturbance in the Withering Land, and the Black Tide will come after next Tuesday!"

"We will suffer heavy losses!"

Kross, the commander of the City Defense Legion, also shouted, "The pressure on the southwest line is very high. After the last special operation, we alarmed the ancient evil creatures in the Despair Swamp and the Nightmare Forest. The balance of the Deadland has been broken, and the Li Guang Fortress is about to collapse!"

The king said calmly, "Let the guardians of the sacrificial grounds and the fire priests go to support them."

"Uh..."

Kross's voice suddenly lowered, "They are indeed very strong. If the Li Guang Fortress can have their help, it can indeed alleviate a lot of pressure, but..."

But the voice of Horus, the white-robed archbishop, suddenly rose sharply, "Impossible! Absolutely not! This is the strongest power in the King's Domain. Their mission is to guard the Holy Fire..."

The king smiled, "Little Horo, do you think I can't guard the Holy Fire? Are you saying I'm not strong enough?"

Horus was suddenly speechless.

The king was, of course, the strongest. The soul characteristic of every king was eternal burning fire. They resonated with the Holy Fire, gaining the strongest power, but also suffering the strongest imprisonment. They could never leave the radiation range of the Holy Fire.

According to the oldest tradition, the king was the true guardian of the Holy Fire.

It was hard to believe that any monster or doomsday believer could invade the Holy Fire sacrificial grounds, kill the king, and extinguish the Holy Fire.

But as their heart, the Holy Fire should be protected no matter how tight the protection was. It had become their thinking inertia and a blind spot in their strategic deployment.

Suddenly withdrawing the elite guardians of the Holy Fire was difficult for them to accept for a while.

Everyone was silent, trying to turn this mental corner.

But soon, Lohart shouted again, "Not enough! Your Majesty, the pressure on the west line and Star City is also very high. We absolutely cannot hold on when the Black Tide comes."

The king smiled, "The Church of the King in the City and the Night Watchman Corps can go to support."

Horus suddenly jumped up again, "No, absolutely not. What about the King's City?"

The king smiled, "I am in the King's City. Don't you trust me?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to answer. A magistrate stammered, "But, Your Majesty, you can guard the Holy Fire, but you cannot patrol the entire King's City. The monsters that breed in the shadows and invisible dark corners will greatly disrupt our order."

The king smiled, "Have you forgotten that we still have a strong reserve force?"

Everyone raised their heads in an instant, especially the commanders and defenders of the Military and War Department, "What is it?"

The king turned his gaze to Theodore, the dean of the Kimvos Academy, and smiled as he revealed the answer."He is a student of Kimberly, our reserve combat personnel. They will help us guard the royal city."

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In the end, the king's suggestion was reluctantly accepted by everyone.

Although it initially met with strong opposition from everyone, the students of Kimberly Academy were the future spark of the kingdom. Every graduation season, all legion commanders and important functional organizations would go to the academy to recruit people. Many departments even planned their personnel allocation for the incoming freshmen.

Since the new king took office, the Thalorian Kingdom has been in an expansionist posture, gaining a large amount of resources and living space, but also making every place in need of personnel.

Every department and organization was eagerly waiting for their graduation. The President, Theodore, had been urged or threatened more than once, and the proposal to change from one-year to six-month terms had been suggested more than once.

The sudden suggestion from the king to let these immature students enter a potentially dangerous combat environment was unacceptable to anyone.

However, the specific implementation plan proposed by the king was too excellent, which minimized the risk. The predictable huge benefits after the implementation of the king's plan also made them very excited.

After all, no one wants to miss out on anything.

It's just that in most cases, it's not allowed.

In this way, the king's plan was passed, and the specific implementation was handed over to the Military Combat Department.

Everyone was full of expectations and worries, not knowing what the outcome of this very risky plan would be. Would the newly prosperous Thalorian Kingdom continue to prosper, or would it be interrupted and return to the once dark and cold era?

No one could be sure, but everyone believed that as long as they could overcome this difficult situation, dawn would come and Thalorian would become more prosperous. The flower of passionate life would also bloom on this dark and deadly continent.

Just like the prophecy of Tesserivian.

When the yearning king is born, darkness will end.

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Tesserivian, AD 1325.

The third month.

The third day.

Rode refused the invitation from the green-haired fairy to go to the fairy bar in the academy market area to "feel the fusion of spirits", nor did he agree to go to the "Star Restaurant" with Wayne to attend the freshmen celebration organized by the students themselves.

He also didn't go to the spirit breathing technique training organized by Kassan.

Conventional spirit strengthening training was useless to him. He seemed to be able to enhance his spirit only by igniting the stars.

What Rode needed most now was to learn some combat methods and techniques, which were his current weaknesses and the biggest obstacle to obtaining the "Kimberly Star".

Fortunately, his identity as a "special student" played a crucial role at this time, and the red sleeve badge of the administration office was specially tailored for him.

--- Pistol shooting.

This was the optimal solution based on Rode's current condition.The instructor responsible for this training course is the specially appointed researcher of the academy, the magnificent big sister Mina.

Perhaps because the kind-hearted big sister Mina is too beautiful and sweet, and has a broad mind, she is extremely skilled in shooting pistols with high technique.

Even in his drugged state, Rode could only shoot seven shots in 12 seconds, while she could shoot seven shots in one second, each shot hitting the bullseye, leaving Rode stunned.

Under her careful guidance, Rode's pistol shooting skills have greatly improved. He realized for the first time that there are so many techniques and details to shooting a pistol. He used to just shoot roughly and call it a day, without knowing that there are slow shots, strong shots, light shots, fast and slow shots, and nine strong and one light shot.

Lauren's "Raven" spirit gun also had functions far beyond what he expected.

According to Mina, this is a limited edition firearm carefully crafted by the Siemens factory. After 1301, the factory stopped production because limited edition elite weapons were too time-consuming. Although they had powerful and versatile uses, their cost-effectiveness was low. The best choice was mass-produced standard weapons.

"But…"

Mina lightly laughed and pressed her slender jade finger on Rode's cheek. There was a slightly cool feeling on her fingertips, like a lotus in summer, which surprised Rode.

"There are bigger, thicker, and stronger spirit guns in the mechanical research institute. As long as you become a formal combatant, you are eligible to apply to the military combat department. So don't worry, you can continue to shoot pistols. The techniques you learn now will also come in handy in the future."

Rode's eyes lit up and he asked eagerly, "Can I apply now?"

Mina smiled and said, "Don't be too hasty. You are still weak now, and you can't handle weapons that are too powerful. This limited edition Raven can accompany you for at least five years."

Rode was a little disappointed. If he could bring a super powerful weapon into the dream world, wouldn't it solve his biggest survival crisis?

However, weapons in this world have restrictions and are not something ordinary people can easily use.

For example, the minimum spiritual energy requirement for using the Raven is 12 marks. If the intensity is lower than this, the spirit gun cannot be charged.

And those powerful weapons definitely require more spiritual energy than he currently has.

"Don't daydream."

Mina gently took his gun from behind, helped him take off his sweat-soaked jacket, and touched his exaggerated chest muscles, laughing lightly.

"Come on, let big sister give you a check-up."

Rode touched his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although Mina is beautiful and kind, he prefers the type of little sister who relies on him. But now that he is under the roof, he must bow his head and use his skills when necessary.

As long as he can survive, big sister is also okay.

Unfortunately, Rode has not yet found a big sister who can help him rise to the top, and the increasingly weaker blue star has become a thorn in his side.Rode was very skeptical that the "Kimberly Star" medal would go out before he got the first level. Once it went out, he would definitely not be able to detect the two flames, and his competitiveness would greatly decline. He would definitely not be able to get the "Kimberly Star". The chain reaction that followed was like the Multigrain Rice brand, causing all his subsequent plans to fail. At that time, he would be close to death.

Rode stood heavily on the detection disk, putting his hand on the crystal ball. "Hmm... the highest spiritual power intensity is 77, the maximum spiritual power output is 18, the spiritual pressure is 6, and the predicted total spiritual power is 6.5-22.1 thousand. Rode, have you been in a bad state recently? Have you been overworked?" Mina's tone was slightly low, and her crystal-like eyes looked at him with concern.

Rode knew that this was the result of the Blue Star almost going out. But he couldn't explain it, otherwise it would reveal the truth that he was not a Starfire Sequence or a Fire Holder.

"Just a little bit. I have a heavy workload recently. I have to get excellent grades in six main courses and seven electives, and there are many things to do."

"Don't push yourself so hard. Life is long, you have to learn to relax, otherwise your nerves will break." Mina said gently, quickly recording Rode's data, and said, "Your spiritual power advancement ceremony is almost ready, and it is expected to be held next Monday. You must rest well during this time."

Rode nodded. This was also a good thing that would improve his competitiveness in winning the medal. But his worries did not diminish at all. The selection of the "Kimberly Star" still had thirteen days left, and the Blue Star might not hold up. What should he do? Should he take a risk?

Rode hesitated, and was about to go back and think about it carefully when the door of the Black Dele Training Ground suddenly opened, and Red Sleeve Chapter and three followers including Shaw walked in.

He grabbed Rode, who was about to go out, and smiled, "You happen to be here, so I don't have to bother looking for you." Turning his head, he raised his voice: "All special students, stop training and come to me. I have an important announcement to make."

The Black Dele Training Ground is a very huge circular enclosed area with two layers up and down. The main training ground is in the center, and there are many small rooms around it. At this time, all the students who were training were special students. Red Sleeve Chapter's voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible throughout the venue.

For a while, the students in the main training ground jumped onto the second floor platform and gathered around Red Sleeve Chapter. Many people also rushed out of the small rooms. At a glance, there were more than two hundred people, all of them talking and laughing, calm and composed, showing extraordinary temperament. There were also many weird-looking guys, but no one cared about them. Instead, Rode, who was a rookie for a year, was very prominent and often caught people's attention.

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They came to Red Sleeve Chapter's side and unconsciously formed many small groups. Rode noticed that there was a group of all beautiful girls.

"Cough!"Red Sleeve Chapter coughed and interrupted Rode's thoughts.

"I just received a notification from the Chief Dean Theodore. In order to ensure the health, continuous and comprehensive development of the students, and to maintain the good development momentum of Thalorian, proposed by the Chief Dean, approved by the Council of the Royal City, signed by the new king, starting from tomorrow, Kimberly Academy will conduct practical combat training. The specific regulations are as follows:"

"Each department will apply as a unit to the academy, and the academy will allocate the patrol teams composed of designated personnel and students according to the specified time."

"To ensure safety, each patrol team must consist of four people, including one teacher or senior student, and the personal strength of the students must match the security level of the designated area."

"The commanding power during the patrol period belongs to the military department of the designated area. Those who do not obey orders or leave their posts without permission will receive a punishment of demerit, deduction of academic credits, and even expulsion if there are serious consequences."

"Note: New students of one-year term are only allowed to patrol within the academy area."

After Red Sleeve finished speaking, he took out a stack of papers.

"Special students have special procedures. Your specific location will be reviewed by the military department of the Royal City. This is your application form. Any data on it must be filled in truthfully. The form will be reviewed by the department and the Internal Adjudication Office. Filling in false data will result in severe punishment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a small cheer erupted from the crowd. They seemed to have been waiting for this for a long time.

"Don't snatch it! You have to pay if you tear it!"

"Hippo! I told you not to fill in randomly. Your psychic power is only 1200. What do you mean by adding a zero?"

"Beibei! Do you have clairvoyance of 100?"

"Ohali! Do you want me to draw you? Did you ignite 50 fire seeds? If anyone fills in randomly, I will deduct academic credits directly!"

After a chaotic moment, Red Sleeve finally came to Rode and smiled, "Rode, your situation is special, and I understand it very well. I have cancelled your application form, so you don't need to go. Don't thank me."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Rode staring at him as if he wanted to eat him.

---

At the same time.

Royal City.

Upper City District.

Internal Adjudication Office.

The Chief Adjudicator Lucien held a meeting with all staff.

"This is the most vulnerable time for the Royal City. Our enemies are not monsters, but non-humans who are more cunning and concealed than monsters. For those twisted doomsday believers, this is their best opportunity."

A wrinkled smile appeared on Lucien's face.

"And it's ours too."