The first time they came to the Night Castle, Cizer and they were all amazed.

Although the Night Fort is a war fortress, its area is not much smaller than Helan City, and many merchants come and go, which can see the prosperity of the Night Fort.

However, the Night Fort is a real battlefield after all, and the bloodstains on the city walls seem to tell the difficulty of this city. And the rows of dark cylinders represented a pinnacle of the Empire's alchemy technology.

Mana Cannon!

Unlike the human race, the biggest feature of the demon army is that the number of people is as large as the sea sand, and if there is no large-scale lethal weapon such as the magic cannon, I don't know how many lives it takes to build this strong city wall.

Cizer's eyes lit up, and they couldn't wait to climb the city wall now and feel the shock of this kind of big killing weapon up close.

But this can only be imagined, looking at the guards guarding the cannon, looking like no one can enter, Cizer and they dispelled this idea.

Hillman separated from them after they entered the city, and heard that he wanted to contact his old friend to sell the goods as soon as possible to subsidize the family.

Alston scoffed at this.

The merchant who can get this kind of goods is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he still needs to subsidize his family?

Cizer also wanted to ask himself how the three of them had been saved by him, he had no memory of what had happened since he entered the storm, and he didn't remember seeing Hillman before the Grey Man was defeated.

But Hillman kept silent about it, and disappeared after saying goodbye to Cizer, which was really confusing.

"Cizer, where are we going now?" Diablo had been as excited as a child since he came to the Night Castle, and it was already the result of Cizer's past cultivation to think of this question.

"Of course, it is the location of the Holy Sword Academy, and all the major academies of the empire have fixed stations in the Night Castle to arrange students and mentors. What did you listen to during your classes at the Academy?" Cezel said, rolling his eyes.

"Hey...... Emilia had so much to say that I was sleepy when I heard it. Diablo scratched the back of his head.

Auston was no longer even interested in looking at Diablo, and stood aside with his lips pouted, smoothing out the folds on his clothes little by little. I heard from the people in the academy that this guy has a habit of cleanliness and never uses things that others have used, and even the chair has to be wiped repeatedly with a paper towel before sitting down. Therefore, he only has two friends in the Holy Sword Academy, Cizer and Diablo.

But the strange thing is that such a disgusting guy is actually quite popular with the teacher! I heard that it is because he is good-looking, polite, and serious in his studies!

And one of his most famous quotes is this.

"I don't make friends with people who are dumber than me, because stupidity is contagious. Auston smiled as he said this, and the silver ornaments on his ears shone brightly.

Even when he was alone with Diablo, Auston was always cynical, and Diablo was a powder keg that lit at the slightest point, so you can imagine what the consequences would be if the two of them were put together.

However, Cizer was a little better when he was there, and these two guys probably looked at his face and rarely put the contradictions on the table.

The three of them found the station of the Holy Sword Academy, which was a large military camp, training ground, weapons depot, and everything that should have been left behind, and when they arrived, they saw a group of soldiers training.

"Yo, it's early!" Barto jumped behind the three Cizers, and although they looked happy, the Cizers always felt that a large beast was blowing cold air on their necks.

"Hello instructor!" the three of them involuntarily stood still and gave Bartow a standard military salute.

"Not bad, yes, it's worthy of the little thing I trained, it's better than those waste!" Barto seemed to be in a good mood today, and praised the three Cizers. This was not possible before!

Although Cizer's expression on his face remained unchanged, he already had a bad premonition in his heart, and he was suddenly a little worried.

"You three little things are lucky, today is the day when the garrison of the Night Castle chooses new people, you can fill me with a façade. But who dares to mess me up...... Just wait for me!" Barto's gaze slashed across the cheeks of the three Cizers like knives, causing them to feel that their lives were threatened.

The three of them were silent, following Bato, shuttling between the tents. It took a long time for Cizer to ask the question hidden in his heart.

"That...... Instructor, aren't we only going to be in the Night Castle for a year, and can we be drafted into the permanent army?"

Cizer thought that Barto would be stunned on the spot, but he didn't expect him to just wave his hand and say indifferently.

"Whatever, when the time comes, I'll argue with your boss again, and say that I brought the wrong person, and they won't dare to stop you anyway. ”

The corners of Cezel's, Auston, and Diablo's mouths twitched in unison, and a sentence flashed in their hearts at the same time.

Your uncle!

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The Night Fortress is a military powerhouse in the northwest of the Empire, and this kind of place naturally does not have only one army. Although the nominal administrator of the Night Castle is General Smith, under him, there are large and small army commanders, and they are the original owners of the Night Castle.

Their influence depends on the army under them, whether it is strength, equipment, and background, these are the confidence of their words.

Therefore, on the day of conscription, the commanders of the major legions will appear and absorb fresh blood, which is something that the major legions will pay attention to, and there are many open and secret battles on this day.

"Look, isn't this the Red Tiger? I heard that your Red Tiger Legion didn't lose much in the last battle? Give us today's good seedlings!" said a man with a delicate face and dressed in pure white armor on the high platform. His eyes looked ahead, as if he didn't pay attention to everything, and a sense of dust permeated.

"Fart! Think beautifully! You Fallen Light only came out of the last battle, even you are embarrassed to come, why can't I come?" The man named Red Tiger was naturally full of anger, and almost pointed at the white-armored man's nose and scolded, and the palm wrapped in the red armor pressed on the handle of the stone seat, and a stream of dust poured out from between his fingers.

"Oh, you two don't want to quarrel, right? Isn't it interesting to come here every year? It's a shame that you're still the commander of the legion!"

The last person to speak was a woman, her green light armor perfectly enveloping the curves around her, and the other two were silent the moment she spoke.

Anyone who has been in the Night Castle for a while knows that the largest legion forces in the Night Castle are actually only three, and the others are all miscellaneous armies.

The three legions are the first-ranked Fallen Light, the second-ranked Emerald Sorrow, and the third-ranked Red Tiger.

The Fallen Light has always been the main force of the Empire, and I heard that their legion leader still has a meager royal bloodline, so the support of the fallen light has always been the largest among the three legions. Whatever new equipment is, Fallen Light is the first to start using it.

Emerald Sorrow is a legend in the army, although it is not as elite as the Fallen Light, nor as brave as the Red Tiger Legion, but when it comes to the ability to defend the city, Emerald Sorrow is definitely second to none. Back then, it even used 30,000 troops to stubbornly drag the attack of the 100,000 army of the demon race, which gave the Fallen Light and the Red Tiger Legion the opportunity to snipe the enemy army, creating a myth!

The last Red Tiger Legion is named after the courage of the soldiers, and every soldier of the Red Tiger Legion is not afraid of death, and it can be said that they are born killers. However, although the casualty rate of the Red Tiger Legion is always high, there are still enthusiastic young people who join it in order to fulfill their dream of killing the enemy.

When the commanders of the three corps gathered, the conscription naturally began.

The first is the physical fitness test, which is actually a measure of strength.

"Next!Cizer!"

Cizer silently walked over to a strange iron box with a circular area in the middle.

"Punch!" The inspection guard on the side saw that Cizer had not moved for a long time, so he reminded him.

What Cizer was thinking about was that this was similar to what he was doing in Greystone!Without further hesitation, Cezel aimed at the circular area and raised his left fist.

Bang!

A clear crystal above the iron box immediately flickered, and after a series of digital transformations, it finally stopped.

"One...... One hundred and fifty pounds!" detected the guard even swallowed, to be honest, it was the most exaggerated number he had seen in the past three years.

Cizer withdrew his fist with some regret, the divine power of his left hand had not yet reached the extreme, and when his last little finger bone was also tempered, this number was estimated to be a qualitative leap.

"Yes, it's time to catch up with me!" Barto's voice came from the side, causing Cezel's expression to freeze suddenly.

"Next!Auston!" the monitor paused again, he was an acquaintance of Bato, otherwise he would not have been able to let him watch from the sidelines, but he knew that Bato had brought three people with him today. I don't know how this Alston will behave.

Auston came to the test bench, took a deep breath, and suddenly punched it.

Bang!

"Eighty pounds!" The tester breathed a sigh of relief, and finally a relatively normal data appeared, otherwise he would have to wonder if there was a problem with the tester.

"Next! Diablo!"

"Hey, it's finally me!" Diablo said with a smile as he twisted his itchy right arm and said to Bartow. "Instructor, just look at it! It's not worse than Cizer!"

Barto sneered back, as if to say, if you lose my face, you will die!

Diablo raised his chin defiantly towards Cizer, "Cizer, see how I can surpass you!"

Cizer scoffed, this megalomaniac, his ears were calloused, but Diablo never won a wrist wrestling.

"Ahh

Bang!

Diablo slammed a punch into the tester, and as the punch hit it, Cezel's heart suddenly contracted. He had a hunch that he might really be surpassed this time!

The numbers flickered, much longer than Cezel's, and finally settled on one number.

"II...... Two hundred pounds!Oh my God, where did you get these monsters!" The tester felt that his worldview had been shocked, and he even felt like he was dreaming!

"How's that? Cizer!" Diablo made no secret of his pride, but Cizer keenly noticed that his right hand trembled slightly.

"It's not good, it can still knock you down. Cizer said lightly.

Diablo's unyielding momentum couldn't be stopped as soon as he came up, and he directly put down his cruel words, "When you come to the stage in a while, I will definitely be able to beat you down, and if you don't accept us, make a bet?"

"Bet on what?" Auston was very interested in this matter, probably because Diablo had no chance of winning with a pig brain.

"Just bet on an agreement, and the loser agrees to the other party's request unconditionally!" Diablo was so confident that he dared to make such a bet.

"Okay! I promised, I'd like to see how you lose!" it was Auston who should make the bet, looking at Diablo, his eyes narrowing slightly, and the smile on his lips became brighter.