Jem's kindergarten is called Hope, but Jack saw these words, it was so dazzling, hope, is this hope, the parents of these orphans shed blood and tears for the empire, and now even these children have to continue their parents' careers, is this fair?

But Jem also knew that this was already a sure thing, and he had to try to give his skills to these children, as Sauron magician said!

"Headmaster!"

"Headmaster!" !!!!!

Entering the school, facing the immature faces on both sides, Jem began to hesitate and returned to the office, where Jem placed two of his assistants and teachers, two retired soldiers, a magician and a warrior.

Listening to Principal Jem's words, the two soldiers who had retired from that battle like themselves were furious, but in the end they also gave in like Jem, what can they do? As soldiers, at least once was, they knew the weight of the order.

"So what do we do now?" Magic teacher Hoss asked helplessly, until now, the three of them have not thought about escaping, because this is simply impossible, because the empire's magic monitoring system is also world-class, unlike the magic legion that has been infected by the nobles, for the monitoring system nobles pay more attention than ordinary people, maybe for property, maybe for life, so the gold coins invested here next year will never be less, because of this, the empire's crime rate is the lowest in the world, and the success rate of solving crimes is also the highest.

"Can you do that? Let's be honest! We can only give them all our skills without reservation. Jem said helplessly.

"If they want to go, let's not stop them. Jem added.

However, the next day, when Principal Jem released the information, there was no imaginary commotion. And a little excited. Jem thinks they don't know the meaning of the battlefield at all.

"Brother. What is the battlefield? is it fun?" asked a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child curiously while lying on the bed.

A child a little older than the other person on the bed next to him thought, in fact, he was fifteen years old, but as the eldest child here, his words were the truth, the answer, and there were six other children in the same room who were also curious, but he was the only one who had an influence on his parents, and he was more mature than the other children of the same age.

"Battlefield. It's not fun! Fez looked at his younger brother, and knew that this younger brother was just a name, in fact, he was not a brother at all, these were the principal's attention, although these children did not have fatherly and maternal love, but the principal wanted them to appreciate the feelings between brothers, so almost every child has one or two siblings, and Fez also regarded this child younger than himself as his own brother.

"What is a dead man?" continued his brother Hall.

"What is death?" Fez, who was also a little puzzled, only knew that his parents were dead, and maybe he would meet his parents when he died. Now Fez's parents can barely remember the face, but Fez's only remembers that he promised them a good life. So Fez, although he didn't understand what death was, didn't want to die.

"Death is a terrible thing, and we should never touch him. Fez said seriously.

"My brother says he's terrible, he's terrible, and I'll never let him touch me. Hall swore that there were six other children who swore together.

"Fez's words are right, never go to meet death, live well. Jem, who had crept in, continued, and then Jem said something that everyone did not understand.

"You don't owe the Empire, the Empire owes you too much, and if you have the opportunity, you have to seize the opportunity to pursue your own life. ”

"Okay, Headmaster!" Although the children did not understand, the eldest brother and the headmaster thought that they were not good about death, so these children firmly believed that death should not be approached to them.

"Let's sleep! I have to go to class tomorrow, and I have to study hard in the future, in order to live well. Jem covered each child, turned off the magic lamp, and gently closed the door and walked out.

Lying on the bed, Fez, thinking about his life, fifteen years old, looks like a general, magic apprentice level, medium potential, (but in this school is already good, because all orphans with high potential are taken care of by the empire, only those orphans with low to medium potential here, as for those who have no magic potential or warrior potential are classified into other schools) can quickly release the first-level fireball technique and wind blade technique, and can also release earth wall and ice blade magic.

Like most Magic Empire magicians, Fez chose two high-potential fire and wind spells as the main directions, and then chose earth and water magic as the secondary directions.

Like most magicians, Fez's is nothing special, if anything, it's that he releases his magic a little faster than the average person, and then he recovers his magic a little faster.

However, the faster the casting speed is also reflected in the battle, which is reflected in the fact that the magic is drained faster than the average person, and the faster the recovery, Fez can read more magic books.

In the next two months, Fez worked harder than before, and all the magic Li Tian of Mr. Hoth worked hard to remember in his mind, remembering it over and over again, knowing that it was completely imprinted in his mind, in fact, the level of Hoth Magician only reached the level of a fifth-level magician, so Fez didn't have much magic to remember.

During this time, Fess Lian has never paid much attention to physical exercise, and under the training of the warrior teacher Rig, it has also improved, of course, not only Li Tian alone, almost all the orphans who are a little older feel that there is not enough time, and they dare not waste time at all, and even other children who have always been greedy for fun are also affected by them and begin to study hard.

But two months was too short, and in the blink of an eye, the notice to pick up and drop off the children had been issued.

Jem prepared everything for these fifty or so children, and when he thought of studying a total of more than eighty children, most of them were gone at once, and Jem felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart, but he was powerless.

When it was time to leave at the end, Jem didn't go to say goodbye, but just asked Hoss to bring a sentence: live well.

In the face of the departure of these children, Jem seemed to age dozens of years in an instant, and the tears that had long since dried in his eyes also instantly dripped his rough cheeks on the floor. (To be continued.) )