Chapter 67: The Only
was directly patted on the shoulder by the dean to summon the crowd, and Roy, who was a thief, was inevitably upset and upset.
Gustas didn't speak, and led him out of the training ground, through the secluded tree-lined paths of the campus, along a corridor in the central building, in the direction of the Illusory Tower.
The noise on the training ground gradually died down. Roy walked on the smooth marble floor in the hallways hung with portraits of the college's former deans and famous alumni. He looked back as he walked. The two robed-clad old teachers followed him and Gustas ten meters behind him like silent ghosts.
Although the two old teachers were not amazing in appearance and dressed in ordinary clothes, Roy could faintly feel a powerful magic from them.
"They saw me shooting arrows?" Roy thought quickly in his heart, walked a few steps, caught up with Gustas, and asked, "Mr. Dean, do you have anything to do with me?"
Gustas stopped in front of a portrait and didn't get down to business, just smiled and looked him up and down a few times, and asked, "Roy, it's been almost two weeks since school started." How's it going, you're used to living here, aren't you?"
Seeing that Gustas didn't mention the gun target at all, Roy's heart was relieved and he said respectfully: "It's okay." Thank you Dean for your concern. β
Although Roy didn't know why Gustas valued him so much, since the admission day, Gustas had defended him more than once, and even disagreed with Vice Dean Diarra several times for him, and then promised that as long as he applied for the Academy of Magic, he would accept himself as a personal disciple.
In terms of identity, Gustas is the first person in the branch of Muni City, the dean. In terms of strength, this short and fat old man who was not outstanding in appearance was a fifth-order Firmament Great Sage many years ago, and he was only one step away from the Law God. In that sense, there is no reason for people to be so kind of to a little freshman.
Therefore, although Roy doesn't like the other party's way of choosing a path for himself, he is really grateful in his heart.
He had only been in the first training camp for a short time, and due to the conflict with Kameni, he didn't go to class at all except for the first day. Not to mention teaching, even the classmates of the same brigade don't know a few. Therefore, if there was one teaching in the academy that made him feel familiar and familiar, it was Gustas.
"I think you're going to be okay," a smile appeared on Gustas' face, "but I'm not doing well." β
"Why?" Roy asked, screaming in his heart.
The words were handed to him by Gustas, and he could only ask, but with his toes, he could guess that since Gustas had called him, the matter must have something to do with him.
And the things related to himself, except for the arrow just now, are only the Tower of Fantasy.
Roy knew very well that as the foundation of the academy, the treasure of the town, any problem with the Tower of Fantasy would affect the nerves of everyone in the academy. And this time, the spiritual power layer of the Fantasy Tower fell because of himself, and it was even more noisy. The students were worried, and the vice dean Diarra led the investigation with a straight face all day long.
As the first person in charge of the academy, Gustas naturally will not have a good time. But Roy's mind raced to the thought, if this was the case, why did he find himself?
Sure enough, Gustas shook his head and sighed, looked at him with complicated eyes, and said, "It's because of the decline of the spiritual power layer of the Tower of Illusion." β
Roy was furious by Gustas, and said a little unnaturally: "Haven't you found out the cause yet, I heard that there have been several problems." β
"Yes, the Tower of Fantasy is the foundation of the Academy, and we can't afford to miss it even a bit," Gustas stared into Roy's eyes, "but I do know who has something to do with this, and I'm thinking about how to talk to him about it." β...,
"This" Hearing this, Roy sighed in his heart, and smiled awkwardly: "This, I think, has something to say." β
By this time, no matter how stupid Roy was, he knew that Gustas was eyeing him. Although there is no evidence, he can completely deny it, but then he is too sorry for Gustas, who has always shown kindness to himself.
Especially at this moment, even if Gustas had locked his suspicious eyes on himself, he did not put on a posture of asking for guilt. From this point alone, Roy is very much in favor of Gustas. After all, the other party is the dean in charge of the academy, and if he really wants to clean himself up, whether there is evidence or not, it will be easy.
Hearing Roy's disguised confession and begging for mercy, "Say something well", Steve and Hough, who were not far away, looked at each other, surprised and amused. Surprised that they didn't expect that the culprit of the disturbing Tower of Fantasy incident turned out to be a freshman in the academy. It's funny that I didn't expect this honest-looking boy to be so clever and knowing.
Gustas glared at Roy angrily, but didn't continue the conversation. He turned and looked at a portrait behind him.
"Do you know who he is?"
Roy followed Gustas's gaze and saw a portrait of a thin-looking old man with deep sunken eyes and a straight nose. He wore a black shirt and a high ruff collar, but instead of the wig that gentlemen wear when they were painted, he only wore his hair neatly behind his ears, and had a thick, curly beard that looked quite imposing.
"God Gramfa. Roy didn't have to look at the small print below the portrait to know the name of the most prominent and proud member of the First Training Camp Muni City branch in a hundred years.
Graham is one of the first students of the Monni City branch since its inception, and the greatest genius in the history of the branch in the past 100 years. At the age of only forty-five, he was promoted to the god of law, setting a record for the Branches, the province of Lulian, and the entire southwest of the empire. Even if you put it in the entire 300-year history of the Land of Redemption, it can be ranked within the top 50 people!
At the same time, he was also the third president of the Muni City Branch, and he was in charge of the imperial capital camp for ten years, creating the most glorious history of the first training camp.
At that time, the first training camp was known as the cradle of imperial forces, the sacred place of knights, and the pillar of the empire. Not only are there many talents, but also students are all over the emperor. Moreover, the first training camp itself is extremely powerful. Even the five major knight regiments did not dare to despise the First Knight Company and the First Reserve Non-commissioned Officer Corps, which were composed of the academy's instructors and cadets.
It's fair to say that Graham has become a symbol of the glory days of First Camp and the Mooney City Branch. Next to his portrait, any dean and celebrity alumnus in the history of the cadets is overshadowed.
Hearing Roy's answer, Gustas nodded, "Yes, he is Gramm." The pride of the first training camp in Moony City. The greatest magical genius ever created by the province of Lulian. β
As he spoke, Gustas turned his head: "Twenty years ago, when Graham died, some people said that his death took away the last glory of the first training camp. The most glorious era of the first training camp was buried. Since then, the first training camp has nothing to fear, and there is no fifty years for the first training camp to regain the first throne. β
Gustas's suppressed voice echoed through the silent corridors. Roy was silent for a moment. And Steve and Hough next to him had a somewhat gloomy face.
These 20 years are the 20 years that Steve and others have taught as the first training camp, and they are also the most prosperous golden years of their lives. However, after 20 years of years and hard work, the first training camp has deteriorated.
And the reason for this is not their lack of ability, but from outside the academy. ..., when Gram was in charge of the first training camp, he inherited and implemented the training policy set at the beginning of the founding of the Grand Duke of Solan, which treated noble cadets and commoner cadets equally. Because he has a very high prestige in the empire, and the first training camp itself is extremely profound. Thus, during the Gramm era, the First Training Camp produced a large number of excellent civilian knights and magicians.
However, with Gramm's resignation and the weakening of imperial power, the nobles, who had long been dissatisfied with the Academy's mandatory equality of status for commoners and noble cadets, found an opportunity to punish Pride in the First Training Camp.
They first secretly tilted their resources towards the second and third training camps, and then made it difficult for the civilian cadets who graduated from the first training camp, and at the same time instigated the strife between the different forces in the training camp. In the end, they saw the timing and landed an uppercut that took away the good teaching of the camp with a lot of money, and gave the first training camp a fatal blow.
In this way, the first training camp created by Grand Duke Solan, the academy directly under the royal family of Solan, in the context of the weakening of imperial power and the increasing power of Prime Minister Donald, finally failed to maintain the status of the knightly holy land in the Graham era that was detached from the world and did not intervene in any struggle for fame, fortune and power, and plummeted.
Although it seems that the first training camp is dull and can't hold its head up by the other two major training camps, who knows how high-spirited the instructors, including Gustas, Steve and Hough, were back then, wanting to set off a big storm in this pool of backwater and make the first training camp reinvigorate!
However, their arms still can't twist their thighs, no matter how hard they try, the first training camp is still sinking deeper and deeper in internal strife and external suppression, and their age is gradually getting old, and how much ambition is gone. In recent years, with the strengthening of Wilson and the arrival of Diarra, even Gustas has lost much hope.
They have long put all their energy into the secret camp, just trying to accumulate a little family foundation for this place where they have devoted their lives in their lifetime.
Therefore, when Gustas suddenly talked about their common idol Gramm, Steve and Hough were a little uncomfortable. At the same time, they were a little surprised. I don't understand why Gustas mentioned Gram to the boy in front of him. You know, he hasn't been to this portrait for years.
"Fifty Years" Gustas chewed on the assertion of the gloating people at the time of Glass's death at the First Training Camp, and said bitterly: "Back then, we swore to make these people understand that true knights value character and ability, not status and power. Let them understand that the first training camp is a holy place for knights to grow, not a gladiatorial arena for ** disciples. He also vowed to cultivate a group of better talents, so that the first training camp could regain the first place in the inter-camp challenge. β
Saying this, Gustas exchanged a gloomy look with Steve, and Hove sighed, "But, we are too naΓ―ve. Our best teachings were poached by the other two camps. Our best students were also intercepted. The resources we can provide to our students are less than one-tenth of that of the other two camps. β
Gustas looked at Roy and said, "Take the matter of the Tower of Fantasy this time, the financial resources and capabilities of our academy can only open a maximum of a hundred Tower of Fantasy rooms. But because of the decline in the spiritual power layer, there is no way to guarantee even these hundred now. In just over a week, several people have already submitted their withdrawal reports. It is conceivable that if the problem is not resolved, more people will apply to withdraw from school. For this reason, the general battalion has sent people down to investigate and hold them accountable. β
Roy felt a little guilty in his heart. He didn't expect that when he was hiding in the glamorous scourge spiritual power layer, Gustas was under such heavy pressure. ..., "Dean, I"
Gustas interrupted Roy with a wave of his hand, "Listen to me." β
In the silence, he said slowly, "To be honest, I'm not a good leader. I have a great deal of responsibility for the current situation of the Mooney Branch. In some ways, perhaps Diarra is right. β
"However, I also understand that no matter how good the talent Diarra produces, it is also a competition between the nobility. Even if he wins the competition, he can't change the situation where countless outstanding civilian students are buried. On the contrary, the training camp was eventually reduced to a place where only the cultivation of aristocratic elites existed, so that the knights born in the training camp were more in pursuit of fame and power, and more accustomed to submission and compromise. At any time, whether it is a knight or a mage, the nobility of the status cannot hide the humility of the spirit. β
Hearing this, Roy couldn't help but be in awe.
He didn't expect that the purpose of Grand Duke Solan's creation of the training camp would still be adhered to a hundred years later, and there would still be people like Gustas. What they want to cultivate is a true spiritual knight, not a bunch of snobs. They wanted more gifted commoners to get a chance, not a game where knights turned into nobles.
Gustas was silent and stared at Gramm's portrait for a long time before he sighed: "I am sixty years old this year. To be honest, I'm a little discouraged by now. Until" he glanced at Steve and Hough, then looked at Roy with blazing eyes, and said word by word, "I found you!"
Gustas's words not only stunned Roy, but also stunned Steve and Hough.
When they were in the office just now, Gustas took out a pass card for the Dark Camp and asked them to come along, thinking that Gustas was solving the matter about the Tower of Fantasy. Unexpectedly, they heard Gustas standing in front of Gramm's portrait and saying such a sentence to a freshman.
What a shocking comment!
"Me?" Roy pointed to his nose in surprise.
Gustas nodded, "That's right. I knew you the day you came to the first camp to take the entrance exam. Although I don't know why you didn't choose to become a magician with your magical talent. But I believe that if you want to, you can become the next Gram!"
Steve and Hough were completely confused.
Their eyes were focused on this unremarkable civilian boy. However, no matter how much they looked at it and how they perceived it, they could not detect even the slightest trace of magic in this young man.
Isn't the dean crazy, is he? How could such a kid become the second Gram?!
"Dean" Steve stepped forward, "You are"
Gustas interrupted Steve's words with a wave of his hand, staring at Roy intently, "I know, you are the magician who made great achievements in the battle of Medin City. I also know that the Nicole team of the second-year E team was able to save Philip Knight because of your shot. β
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a blazing fireball slowly emerged from his palm.
"Extinguish it. Gustas said, looking into Roy's eyes.
Steve and Hough, both staring at Roy in amazement. They knew that although the fireball in Gustas's hand did not look large, it was because he was constantly compressing it with his magical power. In fact, the energy contained in this fireball is equivalent to a seventh-level magic. If you want to extinguish it, you can only do it with the same level of magic.
However, how could this young man in front of him, who had no magic power in his body, have such an ability? Moreover, it was ridiculous to hear Gustas say that he was the magician who had been frantically searching for the battle of Medin City in the three major training camps for a whole month. How could such a talented magician be a knight cadet?..., Roy was silent for a long time, and finally in Gustas's expectant eyes, he reached out and released a blue water ball with ripples of water ripples, and sent it into the fireball. When the elements of water and fire dissipated into a white mist between the palms of the two of them, the eyes of Steve and Hoff when they looked at Roy had completely changed.
The water balls released by Roy are naturally of the same level as Gustas' fireballs. What's even more shocking is that he is on par with Gustas in terms of the speed at which he releases his magic, the density of the compressed water element, and his control over subtleties. It's hard to believe he's just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy!
"How is this possible?"
"Holy Emperor, he is really that magician in Medin City!"
A wave of ecstasy struck Steve and Hough in this instant. Their eyes widened, staring at Roy, their faces flushed from the blood rushing up.
Gustas looked at the dissipated fireball in his hand and said slowly: "If it was before, I would definitely stick to my idea and make you a magician no matter what." β
Before, what before? Steve and Hough looked at each other, and they were about to jump up.
What is the difference between the past and the present, what does this kid do if he doesn't become a magician? If he is allowed to do something else, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing? He must be a magician, he can only be a magician, and there is absolutely no second way to go. In any case, even if it is tied, it is necessary to tie him to the path of the magician!
"But, I know, your ambition is to become a knight. And," Gustas said to Roy, ignoring the eagerness of the two magical instructors, "it's hard to believe, but if that test is true, then I must admit that you have a knightly talent that is stronger than magic." β
Smith and Hoff stared at Gustas blankly, wondering whyβa knightly talent stronger than magic? What does this mean?
Roy was also a little surprised, and asked, "You believe I didn't cheat?"
"I've looked at the puppets you tested last, but it's a bit hard to fully accept them. Gustas twitched his cheeks and asked, "Do you believe it yourself?"
Roy shook his head. To be honest, when he played the seven-color talent, he didn't believe it was real.
"We put aside talent," said Gustas, "that your life and ideals are your own." Whatever choice you make, we have no right to interfere. I am looking for you today in the hope that you can win respect for all the civilian cadets, and for the first training camp, the academy of civilian knights. Let's prove that we are not wrong in what we have been doing for decades!"
As he spoke, he took out the prepared dark camp pass card and handed it to Roy: "This card represents the identity of a world in the academy that ordinary people don't know. We call this world the dark camp. β
"If you are willing to fulfill our wishes, then, I can guarantee that the entire Muni City Branch will be your strongest backing. We will help you at any cost. Whether you want to learn magic or vindictiveness, or something else, no problem. On the surface of this academy, there are more than three thousand cadets. And in the dark camp, you're the only one!"
Roy took the card, his eyes glazed. The brain couldn't digest the pie that fell from the sky for a while.
"Well, you don't have to rush to answer me. Wait until you think clearly, and then give me the answer. Gustas said considerately: "In addition, if you need to meditate and cultivate in the future, go to the Tower of Illusion to cultivate, and the Spirit Gathering Array can help you get more magic power, and at the same time, it will not affect the spiritual power layer." If you need it, there is a dedicated Tower of Fantasy room in the dark camp. β
After saying that, Gustas nodded to Roy, pulled Steve and Hough, who were about to stop talking, and turned around to leave.
At this moment, behind him, Roy's very calm voice came.
"What you said is true, dean?"
At this moment, Steve and Hough noticed that Gustas, who had just been like a kind old man who had spoken seriously, had a smile on his face like an old fox who had stolen a chicken.
He turned around and said sincerely, "Of course. β...... Well, boil it out. Ask for a monthly pass!! a recommended ticket!!In the new week, the brothers will smash the recommended tickets......
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