Chapter 8: The Edge of the Sword

Before the Pope could finish speaking, I turned and walked out of the square, just wanting to leave the square early, and go home and lock myself in my bedroom.

In the final stage of the ceremony, I really couldn't stand it, and every time I looked at Kane, I felt glaring, and the more I looked at it, the more sad I became.

Because I will unconsciously compare myself to him.

The contrast between the two stirred up many, many pains and pains that had been precipitated in the bottom of my heart for a long time.

Invisibly, that peer named Kane has become my worst enemy.

Enemy!

Definitely a fateful enemy!

But now I want to run away, as far away as possible, until one day I can show myself as a strong man.

My father once said that it is better to turn over than to turn over, and it is better to be angry than to fight.

Living is not won by tears, but by sweat to win applause.

I'm looking forward to that day.

There were a lot of people in the Imperial Plaza, and if you want to calculate it, you have to count it in tens of thousands, and I just managed to squeeze a way out of the crowd, causing countless scoldings and complaints.

My whole body was in a daze, and I quickened my pace.

Someone recognized me, it was Xiao Chen, I stepped on him just now, and he scolded loudly.

I couldn't hear what he was saying, and I didn't want to argue, I just wanted to get out of here.

Xiao Chen's scolding made the people nearby recognize me, and they started talking and pointing at me.

They're talking about me, they're sorry, they're mocking.

I was shuttling through the gap in the crowd in a daze, and I saw the mentor, who was calling me, but I didn't say a word, and still walked forward.

It didn't take long for me to reach the edge of the holy path, and I walked a little faster.

Since the people have respect for the holy way, they did not get too close to the holy way, so the two sides of the holy path were very smooth, and I immediately walked up quickly.

I don't know how long I walked, but I passed all kinds of people, and although I couldn't see their faces clearly, the farther away I was from the Pope's voice, the more relieved I became.

Finally, I walked out of the Imperial Forum and let out a heavy sulk.

The streets are lined with tall trees and lush greenery.

The sun shone through the swaying leaves and dappled my face.

Man is a complex animal with ever-changing emotions and no control over his thoughts.

I can't tell why I suddenly came out, but as soon as the emotions came up, I ran out.

Let's go home first.

"Xu Dan, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

A deep voice came to my ears, a familiar voice.

I was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "About the national teacher?"

A white light appeared in front of him, and a purple-robed wizard appeared in the distortion of light and shadow, wearing an obsidian-encrusted ring on the middle finger of his right hand and holding a feather fan.

He is none other than the national teacher Johalo who disappeared from the beginning of the award ceremony.

The national teacher Johalo had an expression of "not unexpected" on his face, and the corners of his mouth rose proudly.

I looked at Joharo in great surprise as to Yoharo who came by casting a short-distance space spell [Flash]: "Master Yue, what did you mean by what you just said?"

"Your father is afraid that you can't stand the blow, so please let me enlighten you, I expect you to run out of the square and wait for you on the street leading to your house," Joharo shook his feather fan lightly, "Xu Dan, complaining is the most pointless thing. If you really can't stand the surrounding environment, then secretly work hard to practice your skills and then jump out of that circle. ”

I sighed, looked at the deserted street, and said weakly: "Yu Guoshi, I have worked hard, really hard, but the rank has not changed, and it has been stagnant for two or three years. ”

"I know, I know," Johalo still looked light, "You are a sharp sword that I value, and a sharp sword of the Xu family, but it hasn't opened yet." ”

I looked confused: "About the national teacher...... What are you talking about......"

Joharo smiled and said, "You are not mentally mature enough to tell you many things. ”

"Is it because my rank has not reached the Xuan rank?Master Yueguo, how much are you and my father hiding from me?Why do you want to do this!" I said dissatisfiedly, staring at Johalo.

The ring on Joharo's finger flickered, and the feather fan in his hand vanished, replaced by a sword that emitted a few golden rays.

The ring on his middle finger is a storage accessory!

This kind of jewelry can store inanimate objects in a special space where the jewelry is generated, and the better the quality, the larger the space, which is extremely convenient.

But this kind of jewelry is extremely expensive, and those high-paid saint powerhouses can only afford to wear it for a year and a half.

The Xu family also had a storage ornament for his father, and it was once given to him by the Pope.

"Rank, no, no, no, that doesn't just make you sharper, look at the sword in my hand, it has to be sharp, right?" Johalo lifted the sword, and the sword pointed straight in front of me.

I activated the [Heavenly Pupil] and looked at the long sword, and after a few seconds, the blade reflected my gaze.

【Ice Sword】

Quality - gold

Rank - Star Position

Type - Weapon - Longsword

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Base Damage: 111%

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+10% Cold Strength

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I nodded and said, "It's sharp indeed." ”

"It's a pity that no matter how sharp it is, it's a golden sword after all, it lacks light and loses the qualification to become a purple sword, tsk, you are like this [Ice Sword], the difference is that you can get light, but now you don't have the mind to be able to withstand the light. Johalo withdrew his sword and swung it a few times.

"Ahh......h You're so profound, what kind of light......" I looked at Joharo in confusion.

Joharo raised his sword to the sky, and the ice sword reflected a dazzling light in the soft sunlight.

"Swords, some are only sharp, and with light, there is edge!"

At that moment, I had an inexplicable premonition, as if a conspiracy had been brewing for several years.

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The rain washed over the buildings of the capital.

It had been a few days since the award ceremony ended, and a rain had ushered in the capital city after a few days of sunshine, washing away the dust of the whole city.

As I sat in my bedroom, looking through the window at the raindrops hitting the glass, my mind felt relieved and confused.

Since the award ceremony ended, my father often didn't come home at night, and the mentor who knew about it was very worried but just didn't speak, causing my mother to complain all day long.

Xu Zhai also came to two holy position powerhouses, one is Shi Wenzhou, a gay patient related to the case of a beautiful man who died in disheveled clothes on the street a few months ago, he is a high-level professional [Silver Gunman], the early strength of the Holy Throne, nicknamed "Long Yang Jun".

To put it mildly, it's a.

Since the empire has not set the condemnation of a man for raping a man, he still lets this pervert go unpunished, making me want to sleep at night with more than 20 locks.

It seems that locked in front of Shi Wenzhou, a powerhouse of the Holy Throne, is a papier-mΓ’chΓ©, and it is terrifying to think about it, and I feel that I am not far from the day of loss.

The other is Cardinal Berendo's recommendation to Johalo to the Holy Throne powerhouse, Zorad, whose profession is unknown, anyway, he is a knight, and he has a striking scar on his face, and occasionally drinks and tells some old-fashioned stories.

The Xu Mansion guarded by two Holy Throne powerhouses should be said to be impregnable, but I have a vague sense of crisis.