"In 2969, with the betrayal of Queen Kassandra, the lord of the Black Tower, the chaos of the witches' awakening on June 13 every year, and the sudden appearance of monsters in the vast land, shattered the peace of the Holy Land for 969 years until 2000. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With the Situ of the gods, the guardians of the Holy Land, and the paladins with divine powers, they can no longer sustain ......"

- Chronicle of the Holy Land

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The dog sister who covered her mouth with her hands looked at Frey's eyes and even had a glow.

In the training ground of the combat test, the iron sword in the hands of the sword instructor has been picked up by Frey and forked deep into the dirt.

The swordsmanship instructor's two empty hands, spread out from side to side and trembled.

His head was also forced to tilt up slightly by the cold blade attached to his neck, and he looked at the sky in the distance a little sluggishly.

And Frey, who was holding the iron sword, although he had stopped, his body still maintained the posture of rushing forward.

The method of holding the sword in the hand is also different from the forehand holding of the sword of ordinary knights, and is more like the backhand holding of the sword during the assassination of assassins.

Sister Dog doesn't know much about swordsmanship, but from the sword of the swordsmanship instructor being picked up and flying, to the short volley time that is inserted into the ground.

Frey let the iron sword in his hand take off his hand and volleyed into the air, instantly changed from holding the sword in his forehand to holding the sword in his backhand, and pressed it against the neck of the swordsmanship instructor Judging from this series of calm and gorgeous movements, Frey's swordsmanship attainments are probably far better than the swordsmanship instructor in front of him.

At this time, Frey's serious eyes and black hair driven by the breeze exuded an aura that was almost the same as the shaking hands that were due to stage fright before.

"So handsome......"

The dog sister who covered her mouth and her cheeks were slightly red couldn't help but whisper, her voice was as small as if she was saying it to herself, and it was the same as the previous practice of shouting and cheering at Frey.

The reserve commander above the tower did not see Frey's previous movements, but judging from the current freeze frame.

The result was already obvious, the swordsmanship instructor was not only defeated, but also defeated very completely.

The scary trick of using a sword to stop in front of someone's neck, although the reserve commander can't tell what Frey's swordsmanship is, but judging from daring to do so, Frey's sword practice time is definitely not short.

I haven't practiced the sword for ten or eight years, and I have absolute confidence in the control and grasp of the sword, and it is impossible for ordinary people to dare to play this kind of trick.

"Your friend should also be the young master of a knight family, this kind of swordsmanship should have been practiced since childhood."

"A family of knights? Forehead...... I guess so. Gatsby paused when he heard the question of the reserve commander.

Although he answered so, he knew Frey clearly in his heart.

I had already asked my retinue to investigate Frey's background before, a knight family?

Even his parents can't be found, and Frey is a guy who runs errands and does coolies in the dungeon for a living.

Am I mistaken? Gatsby frowned slightly and looked at the entourage standing beside him.

The entourage looked innocent.

Or maybe Frey deliberately hid it?

Gatsby no longer looked at the entourage beside him, and turned his gaze to the shy Frey who lowered his iron sword in the training ground.

Unknown background, excellent swordsmanship, strange desire to join the crusaders, interesting.

Gatsby smiled slightly, picked up the teacup on the tow, and took a sip.

"It's just a pity, such swordsmanship, but no divine power, if you want to enter the Templar Order, I'm afraid it's a little difficult, but if you want to stay in the reserve corps as a swordsmanship instructor, as long as Baron Gatsby you speak, I can arrange it right now."

Looking at the box of gold disguised as chocolate on the table, the eyes of the reserve leader changed significantly.

"Captain, I think you misunderstood, my Gatsby style is not so low, besides, my friend's ambition to join the Crusaders is not something you can control by the regimental commander, this and chocolate are just a welcome gift, if the regimental commander likes to eat in the future, I can also ask people to send you more."

"Okay."

Hearing Gatsby's words, the reserve commander with a meaty face showed a rare smile.

It's just that I can't bear to slander Frey's idea of wanting to join the Crusaders, probably saying something like "what is wrong with young people, I just can't figure out how to join the Crusaders".

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Frey's amazing performance in the last combat test did not feel sorry for so many onlookers, and at the same time, he unwittingly captured the heart of a senior.

But even if Frey excelled in the latter two physical and combat tests, it couldn't make up for the fiasco.

For the non-powerful, proficiency in the use of firearms is far more important than the need for physical fitness and combat skills.

Therefore, Frey's comprehensive score in the quality test of many training soldiers is only ranked in the middle and lower reaches.

This made Frey's brow furrow slightly in the classroom.

It was only when he saw the "Monster Witch Intelligence Manual" in his hand that Frey frowned.

Finally having access to the witch's intelligence, although the intelligence manual for this kind of training soldier would not have any in-depth information, it still made Frey smile slightly.

It's just that when Frey flipped through the entire manual, he found that there was only one line of information about witches in the whole book: "Witches are the embodiment of demons, with the power to manipulate monsters and use the elements." ”

"It's also called intelligence? There are many more rumors on the streets than that! ”

Frey snapped his finger on the close, and listened to the gray-haired priest on the stage talk about the well-known history of the Holy Land, and couldn't help but hold his chin with one hand, and yawn like the other trainers in the class.

"In 2969, with the betrayal of Queen Kassandra, the lord of the Black Tower, the chaos of the witch's awakening on June 13 every year, and the sudden appearance of monsters in the vast land, shattered the peace of the Holy Land for 969 years until 2000.

The Situ of the gods, the guardians of the Holy Land, and the paladins with divine power alone have no time to sustain themselves, and more people are also involved in this war between good and evil.

There have been more wounded and dead in the past 20 years than in the past 900 years combined.

It's just that alchemy technology has also developed vigorously in this protracted war.

Although there are still many deficiencies in the construction technology of the underground city-state, it has solved the problem of living space for 90% of the people.

And the development of firearms also gives the godless people the capital to fight against monsters.

In addition, there are many applications of alchemy technology, but today we will mainly talk about the development and application of firearms, please turn to page 13 below. ”

While everyone was flipping through the books, the gray-haired priest unscrewed the water bottle and took a big sip of water.

Then he continued, not even screwing the lid back.

"In 2969, a year after Kassandra's betrayal of the Black Tower, in 2970, monsters began to appear around the world, and in the years that followed.

In 2971, the Royal Alchemy Workshop in the Holy Land developed a monolithic metal cartridge case pre-pressed with primer, and the firearm entered the era of breech guns.

In 2972, the Royal Alchemy Workshop in the Holy Land developed smokeless gunpowder and successfully developed the first automatic gun using the 'principle of short barrel afterwork'.

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Today, the bullet has become a silver bullet made from the mythril used to make the cross, so that monsters with strong regenerative abilities can no longer heal automatically......

Hearing this, Frey, who was originally nodding his head like a chick pecking rice, suddenly came to his senses.

"Then if you use a silver weapon, will the wounds caused by the monster on it not heal?"

At the same time that the thought appeared in Frey's head, a voice had already spoken.

The thought made Frey turn his head to look in the direction from which the voice had come.