Roy walked across the playground and towards the outside of the brigade's castle.

He knew how surprised a group of freshmen who had entered the academy at the same time as him were looking at him at the moment, and he also knew how annoying Kameni would be if he left his swordsmanship and reflexes training and walked away.

None of that is a reason to waste his time here, though.

Roy had already done this training when he got up in the morning, and no one knew that he had trained at least five times as much as Kameni had prescribed to wield an axe to chop rocks underwater and dodge flying spears in the jungle.

More training for the same is not always better. Moreover, in Roy's opinion, since Kameni believed that he used magic to cheat and be in the limelight because he had completed his running training, then this kind of thinking would also appear in swordsmanship and reflexes training. Instead of wasting time doing repetitive training and misunderstandings, it is better to do your own thing.

Roy knew exactly how tight his time was, and he knew what he was coming to the house for. Now he must run his own way along the path he has chosen. Any delay for any reason would be irresponsible for him who will face the biggest challenge of his life in a year and a half.

The competition is not something he can decide, and the time is not something he can decide. All he can decide is how quickly and in what way he will face it!

Roy walked out of the gate of the E-Brigade Castle and looked at the spacious campus and the tall Illusory Tower in the distance between the greenery and houses, and his mood suddenly became happy.

In front of you, there is a large and clean campus. A stone-paved road leads to the central building. Surrounded by sun-drenched lawns and sculptures of fountains, in the distance, quaint and sturdy buildings peek high roofs and minarets above the treetops. The students walked on the campus road in groups of three or five, talking and laughing. Several guards in black velvet hats patrolled slowly on tall horses. The crisp sound of horseshoe stepping on the stone slab is pleasant to the ear.

Before today, Roy had dreamed countless times of walking into the academy and becoming a member of it. And the qiē in front of him was almost no different from the scene he imagined.

"This is where I will study in the future. Roy thought to himself, full of curiosity and anticipation for the Academy's library, the Tower of Fantasy, and the Magical Reality Room, which he had dreamed of countless times in his dreams.

"Now let's get the dorm ready. He turned his head to look at the road signs, and walked slowly through a small circular square towards the student dormitory in the West End. A flock of pigeons startled at his footsteps and landed on his sides and behind him, cooing and cooing.

There are no hard and fast rules regarding student accommodation. Students from remote areas rent dormitories at the college. Trainees who live in Muni City are free to go home after the training.

The college provides students with five different levels of dormitories. The lowest grade only needs a few Yintaishi to have a small room of about 10 square meters for one month. At the top of the list are three courtyards with gardens, living rooms, study rooms, and even a real room and a small indoor training ground on a hillside by a small river.

Renting it for a month paid was two thousand gold lulangs. Such a price is not even affordable for some small lords who are slightly less powerful. The more than 20,000 gold Lulang paid for this in a year was enough for them to buy a few good estates, repair their castles, arm a team of knights, or reclaim a few barren mountains.

Moreover, even if they are willing to pay high rent, these three annexes are not something that anyone can live in if they want to. As the best dormitory in the college, naturally only the most valuable and powerful master is worthy of it.

It is the instinct of every nobleman to recognize his own identity and understand the strength of the noble and the low, so although there are many people who can afford to give money, and there are many people with noble status, there will never be any competition for these three courtyards. Some people move out, some people move in, and it's so calm that it doesn't make any waves.

Over time, in the minds of all the students of the Muni City Branch of the First Training Camp, the three annexes have become the jewels in the crown.

Whoever the owner of the place is, it is not something they can provoke.

This year's ownership of the annex is a bit special. In addition to Lord Scarlett, who moved in last year, and Pierre, who moved in the year before last, there is also a courtyard vacated by graduates, which has quietly changed owners. But the people who got her were not the few students everyone imagined, but an unknown mysterious freshman. ..., this mysterious person, has not moved in to this day. Let the courtyard be so lonely and empty.

This has become a hot topic of discussion among all students. Everyone is speculating about which of the more than 600 freshmen is the one of the three crown jewels.

Roy walked into the West End, took a few turns, and at a glance saw a dilapidated low-level dormitory not far from the Tower of Fantasy in the Central District.

"This is it!" Roy's eyes lit up and he quickly decided. The reason is simple, because this is the best place to meditate in the entire college!

Daily meditation was essential for Roy. However, the fluctuations in his spiritual power caused by each meditation were too great. If it was elsewhere in the academy, I was afraid that someone would immediately come to the door with guò spiritual power fluctuations. In this small building next to the Tower of Fantasy, the situation is different.

You must know that one of the biggest benefits of the Illusory World Tower for cultivation is that it has the ability to gather spiritual power. This characteristic can completely cover up the abnormal fluctuations in the spiritual power of heaven and earth that appeared when he meditated. Even if someone found that the spiritual power of the Tower of Fantasy was stronger than usual, it was impossible to think that it was made up by some freshman living in the lowest-level knight's dormitory under the Tower of Fantasy.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs, which is responsible for the rental of dormitories, is a small building located not far from the central building. Like the central building, it is built in the style of the Romance period. The stone walls are covered with ivy. The long and narrow windows and wooden attic roof are painted white, giving the building a unique look.

It was already afternoon, and the small building of the Ministry of Internal Affairs was full of students from various teams, especially freshmen.

The training system of the training camp is intensive training in the morning, and the instructors designate the training subjects. After lunch, it is time for self-study. Students can choose any course they need to take, or go to the Tower of Fantasy, or go to the training ground, or go to the horse farm, or even leave the academy to go somewhere else.

The instructors all have different classes in the afternoon, teaching different kinds of fighting spirit and martial arts, whether to learn or not, and what to learn, it is entirely up to the individual's will. If you are interested, anyone in this brigade can listen to it. It's not interested, and no one cares if you lie on the grass and sleep well. Anyway, in the end, grades are calculated based on credits. I'm not afraid you'll be lazy.

Because it was the first day, almost no formal training was carried out by the other brigades of the academy. Many of the freshmen of the brigade even talked about the rules of the college in the morning, explained some things and disbanded directly. Like the E team, at the beginning, it was directly pulled to the back mountain to run a hundred kilometers, and after the end, there was still swordsmanship and reaction training, and there was no one.

Therefore, when Roy, who had the first-year logo of Team E on his uniform, walked into the small building, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. This is the first freshman everyone to see today with the number of the E Brigade embroidered on their uniforms, and they all look sideways at him and point at him. There were even a few who saw his face clearly, and quickly avoided Lao Yuan like a plague god.

Roy touched his face, a little confused.

When he queued up on the first floor according to the process, applied for registration, handed over two gold Lulang on the second floor, and waited for the bachelor of affairs to get the key for him, it was already past 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

Roy, who was standing in front of the counter in the housekeeping hall on the second floor, found that he didn't know when his side was getting emptier and empty. The other students were far away from him, and even some of the students who had just arrived walked over were pulled by the others. Everyone looked at each other from time to time, and the eyes that looked at them were unusually strange.

"Room 72, Building C. On the third floor. "The bachelor of affairs who checked in to the dormitory was a thin old man who was close to his sixtieth birthday, and his body looked empty in a bachelor's robe.

He threw the key to Roy, looked at him with a frown for a long time, and asked casually, "Boy, who are you messing with?"

Roy looked around, looked down at the hole in his uniform, and his heart was already clear. He said, "When the morning came, a few people came to me with a war letter. ”

"War book?" the old bachelor originally just asked. Hearing Roy's answer, I couldn't help but be a little stunned. You know, the war book has never been given to newcomers.

"Do you know...... I'm talking about the guys who gave you the war letter. "The old bachelor is interested.

"I said I was in the second grade, and the leader was a magician named Siwalker, and the other one I heard was called Xiang Feng and the other was Klaus. Roy said. ..., "It's ...... them," the old bachelor frowned. Obviously, he was no stranger to Roy's name. He looked at Roy again, and couldn't figure out how this good-looking freshman had provoked those guys.

He asked curiously, "Have you taken the battle book?"

"Nope. Roy looked innocent and reasonable, "I spat on their war book and threw it away." ”

Spit and lose ....... old bachelor looked at the seemingly dull kid in front of him, his eyes straightened, "What about later?"

"Then they beat me. Roy was a little aggrieved.

"They did this?" the old bachelor looked at the students around him, and he already understood in his heart. He pointed to the wound on Roy's waist and asked, "You fought back?"

Roy nodded: "That guy named Klaus did it, of course I have to fight back...... So I broke his arm. ”

The old bachelor was speechless.

He looked at Roy strangely for a long time before he sighed and said, "I said those guys didn't look at you right." Boy, be careful. They're not done with you. ”

"Oh?" Roy asked, curious, "what could it be?"

"You have to know that this is a knight's training camp," the old bachelor said earnestly, "and the challenge between cadets is encouraged here. According to the rules of the knights, since the war book is issued, it must be continued. If you don't, your reputation as a knight will be greatly damaged. A reputation for cowardice that avoids war will become a shame that you can never wash away. ”

"So, I'm a coward?" Roy said.

"You're being too brave. The old bachelor sighed and said, "The act of tearing up or spitting on the war book is equivalent to declaring war with the other party." And this kind of battle for honor, as long as it is not out of the scope of challenge, even the academy will not care. They will challenge you with unlimited limits. One ......... after another."

As he spoke, the old man seemed to remember something, turned around and walked to the window, lifted the curtains, looked downstairs, turned his head to Roy and said, "Sure enough, boy, come and see." ”

Roy's eyes widened when he looked at it. I saw that downstairs, it was already densely surrounded by students wearing the uniforms of various teams. Judging by the uniform markings, most of them are second-graders. And Siwalker, who had seen him in the morning, and Klaus, who had a pale face with a bandage on his arm, were also impressively listed.

"Wow! What a battle!"

"I guess someone recognized you when you came. So......." said the old bachelor with some sympathy, "they are all waiting outside to challenge you!"

"All?" Roy's eyes flickered.

"Boy, you have to know that you're going against the whole academy right now," said the old bachelor, "and if you accept the challenge, you won't be able to win against everybody." Even if you could, you wouldn't have the energy to spend it with them. But if you don't accept it, you will be burdened with the shame of being a war avoider, and you have avoided war many times, how do you choose?"

Roy was silent. Looking at Siwalker and the others in the crowd, he finally understood why these nobles were able to call the wind and rain in the academy. Ordinary civilian cadets are not only afraid of the family power of the noble cadets, but more importantly, this unavoidable challenge system under the glory of knights.

If the nobles can use this challenge against themselves, they can use it against everyone.

If you fight, anyone will be exhausted under this endless wheel tactic, and if you don't fight, you will have the reputation of a war-avoider, you will not be able to raise your head, and even affect your future.

Taking a deep breath, Roy said to the enthusiastic old bachelor, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome. The old bachelor smiled slightly, and watched Roy turn away.

No sooner had Roy's figure disappeared at the top of the stairs than the old bachelor entered a nearby room. In the room, the short and fat figure of Gustas stood by the window, quietly looking at the students downstairs.

"The matter is clear...... "The old bachelor walked up to Gustas, whispered, and asked, "Dean, are you sure Diarra will not interfere?"

"This kind of situation where everything is solved by challenges, he has created it by himself," said Gustas, "and of course he will not care." ”

"What about us, won't we interfere?" the old bachelor asked with some concern, looking at Roy, who had already walked downstairs, and the crowd that had stirred up. Now the atmosphere of the academy has become more and more utilitarian. Diarra's systems have made the trainees accustomed to judging everything by force.

The current academy has long since lost its former unity.

And the spirit of the knight is gradually being distorted into another strange posture.

"Wait and see. In the silence, Gustas said slowly.

The corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

Perhaps, the key to breaking this qiē is in this kid who broke into this world like a monster!

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