Yang Rail was dragged by Haile and ran all the way, and when they finally stopped, Yang Rail was already tired and out of breath.

He stopped to take a break, only to find that Haile was still looking at his surroundings with great interest as if he had nothing to do.

"Where do you get such vigorous energy, don't you know that you are tired?" Yang Liang said helplessly.

Yang Rail had always felt that his physical strength was quite good, but when his confidence came to Hai Le, it was a little dwarfed.

Haile is probably the most positive student in Yinyue's class, and he always seems to have inexhaustible energy. And Haile's energy is not the same as that of a working soldier.

Migrant fighters are physically strong, as if they can do anything effortlessly;

Haile, on the other hand, has a positive and cheerful personality, as if he has never been troubled, and he never feels lost.

From the moment he entered the War College, Haile had already set his goal in life: to join the Holy Court like his uncle and contribute to the maintenance of order across the continent. His ambitions can also be said to be quite ambitious.

You must know that for human beings, although becoming a member of the Holy Court can bring honor to themselves and their families, it also often means staying away from their original race, cutting off all previous connections, and only doing things for the Holy Court from now on, and ordinary people do not have the courage to do this.

Moreover, the Holy Court is also quite strict with its subordinate personnel. Even if ordinary mages have this intention, it is difficult for them to be selected by the Holy Court, and most of them can only act as reserve personnel.

"How about it? Do you want to join the Holy Court with me in the future? I think your strength is quite good, how about joining the Holy Court with me in the future?" Haile asked suddenly.

Yang Liang was stunned: "Why did you suddenly say this to me? Holy Court or something, to be honest, I'm not interested......"

"Yes, but I think you've been confused lately. It's now our third year at the War College, have you figured out what to expect after graduation?"

Although most of the students who enter the War Academy aim for professional mages, this is only for the mages of the Moon Country.

Most of the students from other countries, like Yang Rail, are noble. They enrolled in the War College only to gain a long perspective, not to become professional mages.

Because even if they successfully graduated, they would not be able to become professional mages in the Land of the Moon due to their status as foreigners. For this, although the foreign nobles did not care much, it was more subtle for the commoners. Ordinary civilians who want to become professional mages will choose to stay in their own country for further study, and rarely go to other countries' mage academies to study.

Since Yang Rail never told Hai Le his true identity, Hai Le thought that Yang Rail was just an ordinary civilian, so it was not surprising that he would have such doubts.

It's not that the yang rail hasn't thought about it.

In fact, he is actually really the same as Haile said, and now he is a little confused.

For the Yang Rail, the highlands must not go back. He didn't know where he could go or what to do. So the current topic is indeed a bit heavy for the yang rail.

At this time, the door of the conning tower was slowly opened, and out of it came a column of people from the Holy Court, and began to explain to Dorkin, waiting for some precautions when the dragon knight Sharon and them arrived.

The personnel of the Holy Court have a standard set of attire, a uniform white uniform with a hooded cape embroidered with gold silk, but it makes people feel very stylish and temperamental.

Haile's eyes searched carefully for the personnel of the Holy Court, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he recognized his uncle: "Uncle!"

"Yo, it's you kid! I didn't expect to grow so big!" Haile's uncle was also happy, and after recognizing his nephew, he strode up to greet him: "Yes, now you are also a mage?"

"yes, I'm in the War College right now, and I'm supposed to graduate next year. By the way, uncle, how have you been doing in the Holy Court in the past few years? Do you often see many gods, and dragon knights?" asked Haile with a look of antiquation, his eyes lit up.

"Protoss, to be honest, I haven't seen a few, they all stay at the Holy Court headquarters and don't come down often. As for the dragon knights, their status is even more transcendent, and I have never seen one. Speaking of which, I've seen one of the prophets. Haile's uncle said without thinking.

"What does the Prophet have? We have one at the War College, and I see him often! He is here today. As he spoke, Haile pointed his hand to Valentine, who was not far away: "He is the prophet." ”

"Which one?" the uncle was a little puzzled.

Heller was a little more specific: "It's the dark-haired one." ”

At this time, several people in the country of Jian no Kuni also noticed the existence of Haile and his uncle.

Gao Ze's rare appearance this time was to think about whether he could find an opportunity to use the power of the Holy Court, so he was particularly interested in Uncle Hai Le, who was wearing the uniform of the Holy Court. Ever since he found out that he was talking to Haile together, he had been secretly paying attention to what the two were saying, thinking about whether there was a chance to talk to him.

But what Gao Ze didn't expect was that Haile's uncle was slightly embarrassed when he learned that Valentine was a prophet.

The uncle looked at Valentine two more times, then put his hand on Gao Le's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure that guy is the prophet you said?"

"Of course, he and I are in the same class, how could he recognize the wrong person?" Haile felt a little strange as to why his uncle's behavior was a little abnormal.

"Then it's strange, how does he feel different from the prophet I've seen before? This word reached the ears of the people in the country of Stream, who had been paying attention to what they were saying, and it was particularly harsh.

Gao Ze's face collapsed even more suddenly, and he no longer had the interest to come forward to talk, but left angrily. Questioning Valentine is equivalent to slapping him in the face, and the rumors in Twin Moon City have already embarrassed him. Not to mention that even the people of the Holy Court are saying such things now. Although this is just a joke, it will still make Gao Ze quite dissatisfied.

Valentine's face was also blue at this time, and it was very unsightly. He saw that Lin was glancing at him with some worry, and couldn't help but yell at him: "What to see, what to see, what to see?" Then, he also left.

Only Gao Le, the little prince of the country of the stream, remained, and Lin was still stunned in place.

Lin couldn't help but reach out and support his head, feeling that he had a headache again. The disease in his right eye continued to spread, severely affecting his concentration. The current forest, even if it covers his right eye, still feels dizzy in an environment with strong light. As for complications such as physical weakness and fatigue, Lin is now very accustomed to it.

Gao Le saw Lin's distracted expression, and thought that he felt a little lost because he cared about Valentine, so he hurriedly persuaded: "Valentine's words, don't worry about it, he just yells at you if he has a little temper, but he is unintentional." ”

"Don't worry, I won't care. Lin smiled reluctantly at Gao Le, but he became more and more concerned about this matter in his heart.

No way, since An An said that to him when he was hospitalized, Lin was also full of doubts about Valentine's prophetic identity. During the period after that, Lin also secretly observed Valentine's every move.