Chapter 375: Song of Death
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It took more than half a month to walk for Dio and his party to arrive at the Forest of Riddles located in the west of the Lionheart Empire, where the School of Deathsong was built at the edge of this forest, and it is said that the living conditions inside are extremely difficult, but this is not a problem for Dio and others at all, no matter how hard it is, it cannot be compared with the Dark Swamp. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The entire forest was assigned to the Death Song Academy, which was undoubtedly the largest academy on the continent in terms of size alone.
Another famous thing about the Song of Death Academy is their philosophy, whether you are a prince or a nobleman or a commoner, you are all equal in the academy, and you will not have any scruples because of your noble status, nor will you be discriminated against because you are from a poor background, which is why the children of the nobility refuse to come here, it does not reflect their inherent superiority at all.
Having said that, it seems that the Song of Death Academy still paid enough attention to Raymond's arrival, and sent people to wait in front of the academy early, the only nephew of King Lionheart, that is, the first heir in line, it is not surprising that he has this kind of treatment, maybe this is already a grand enough etiquette for the Song of Death Academy, but in the eyes of Dio, it is extremely shabby.
Under the huge gate of the academy, there was a thin figure standing alone, not so much to greet their group, but to be punished by something, forced to stand here and freeze.
The gate is more than ten meters high, built with the bones of unknown huge beasts, and is greeted by a thick and tragic quaint atmosphere, it seems that there is still an unyielding soul in the bones in the silent cry, the sun shines on it seems to be dimmer a lot, looking at this gate, people can't help but feel that the temperature around is much lower, and the heart can't help but feel a cold.
The thin young man, who was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, saw Dio and the others, and lazily moved his steps to meet him: "Young Master Raymond?"
Raymond glanced at the thin young man, and then looked at the line of big characters engraved on the top of the skeleton gate: The Road of Death and Glory, smiled and said: "It's true that I'm Raymond, but the young master or something, right?
The thin young man glanced at Raymond in surprise, and the expression on his face eased imperceptibly: "The dean sent me to pick you up...... Huh, why is there one more person?"
The corners of Mo Lin's mouth twitched, the members of the dignified Divine Domain Elder Council, the saint-level powerhouse, have actually become redundant here?
"I am Master Theo's butler. ”
"Butler?!Young Master Theo?" The thin young man's facial features were almost crowded together, as if he had heard something incredible, and his eyes roamed among the crowd: "Who is Theo?"
"Something?" Dior frowned, the thin young man's tone making him uncomfortable.
"Of course there is something, what do you think the Song of Death is? For the sake of Your Majesty's face, you will be given two ways to go, either go in by yourself or get out together!" said the thin young man unceremoniously.
"Presumptuous!" Mo Lin was furious, and no longer concealed his strength, the surging source power erupted, and the temperature in the space within a radius of more than ten meters suddenly rose.
The thin young man's face suddenly became extremely ugly, but he still stubbornly stood in place motionless, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes: "Kill me here!"
"You think I wouldn't dare?!" Morin laughed angrily, slowly raised his hand, and a little red spark appeared on Morin's fingertips, as if the spark was alive, and it was still jumping.
"Wait a minute...... Dior suddenly stopped Morin, and looked at the thin young man with a smile: "No grievance, what are we going to do to kill you?"
"I'm still saying that. The thin young man's expression was as stiff as a dried rock: "Either go in by yourself or ......"
The thin young man didn't say the word 'roll' again, he could put life and death aside in order to maintain the honor of the academy, but it didn't mean that he had to find death, Mo Lin's strength was too much beyond him, and if a battle really broke out, he had no hope of survival at all.
It's like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard...... Dio and his party were a little speechless, in fact, Morin didn't plan to accompany Dio to the Song of Death Academy to practice, he wasn't bored to this extent, after sending Dio here safely, he was going to go back to Yanjing to meet Lambosburn, of course, part of the reason was that Morin also wanted to see the famous Song of Death with his own eyes.
But the current situation is that even if Mo Lin wants to leave, he can't go, doesn't that mean that he is afraid of the other party? Except for the time when the Divine Domain was captured by Jun Tuming, when did Mo Lin suffer such a grievance, that thin young man may be upholding the rules of the Song of Death, and Mo Lin's dignity should not be lightly violated.
Although Mo Lin hadn't really made a move until now, the thin young man couldn't bear the scorching heat, and he could clearly see that the ends of his hair began to curl slightly, and it was commendable that even so, the thin young man didn't have the slightest intention of giving in, just stood there stubbornly.
A light breeze emanated from the thin young man's body, and it seemed that he was mobilizing his source force to try to dispel the unbearable scorching heat, but the difference in strength doomed everything he did to be in vain, if Mo Lin's source force field was dispersed so easily, where could he still be regarded as a saint-level powerhouse.
Dio took a closer look at the thin young man, and found that he couldn't see through the strength of the other party, so he turned to Morin and asked, "What level of warrior is he?"
"It would be nice if it was Wuzun. "Morin was a little depressed, just he was impulsive, but now in retrospect, if he really killed this guy, he would undoubtedly become a laughing stock, with Morin's status and running to the Song of Death to kill an extreme samurai, not to mention what kind of reaction the Song of Death would make, this matter alone can't be said, it feels like two adults fighting, one of them can't beat and then deal with the other person's family has no ability to resist.
Wuzun is different, just a level apart, and it is not a bully, or rather, the bullying is not very serious, at least it is reasonable.
"Don't bring housekeepers in, is it the rule of your academy?"
"Of course!" the thin young man raised his head, trying to make an awe-inspiring gesture, but the few strands of hair on his forehead were now curled and swaying pitifully from side to side in the wind, looking very funny, which happened to form a strong contrast with his expression.
Dio couldn't help but laugh, in fact, the guy in front of him was not annoying except for his smelly mouth, at least he still dared to say what he wanted to say under the coercion of powerful forces.
In the laughter of everyone, the thin young man was a little annoyed: "Isn't it funny?!! Let me tell you, this rule has never been broken since the Song of Death was built!"
"Well, we can respect the rules of your house. Dio couldn't help but smile and said, "But if you want others to respect you, you must at least know how to respect others, when did I say that I would take the butler in?
"I ......" The thin young man was speechless for a while, the other party really didn't say such a thing, but under the preconceived concept, he only thought that Dio was quibbling, in fact, there were several such people every year, and even some came with women, and of course they were all pushed back.
"What the hell are you trying to say?"
"Apologize, say something you shouldn't have said, shouldn't you apologize?" Dior smiled faintly.
This request doesn't sound excessive, but the thin young man doesn't think so in his heart, you must know that he is Raymond who came to greet him on behalf of the dean this time, if he really apologizes to Morin, the dean will definitely be furious after he returns, the song of death has never bowed to a certain person or a certain force, and nothing can set this precedent for him.
"Impossible!" the thin young man flatly rejected Dio.
"I don't like your attitude very much, are the people like you in the Song of Death?" Raymond was a little angry, this guy just didn't know what to do, once he really angered Merlin, killing him was just a matter of raising his hand, but Raymond didn't want to see that kind of scene, no matter how to say that the Song of Death also belongs to the territory of the Lionheart Empire, if Morin really kills people here, it is difficult to say what kind of consequences will be caused.
"The Song of Death does not need to be explained to anyone. "The thin young man is a famous phrase that has been handed down from the mouth of the first dean of the Song of Death, and it seems to be a bit of a fuss when it is said in the current situation.
Raymond took a step forward slowly, he was thinking about whether he should do something to kill this damn guy, which was much better than Merlin's shot, at least no one dared to punish him, as for the reaction of the Death Song Academy, Raymond couldn't care so much.
"What you said is very domineering, and I appreciate it. Dio suddenly laughed at this moment: "But...... Not everyone is qualified to say this. ”
"At least I'm much more qualified than you. A sarcastic smile appeared on the thin young man's lips, he looked down on people like Dio the most, relying on his family background, he thought he was a character?
Dio was not angry, shrugged his shoulders and said: "You think so? I don't think so, I didn't expect that the tone of a gatekeeper in the Song of Death is so big, who gave you the courage?"
The thin young man sneered a few times and looked at Dio fiercely: "At least I don't have to take the housekeeper with me every day, and if I leave him, you will be nothing, right?"
Dio stretched out his hand and pointed to the bone gate: "Without the Song of Death, wouldn't you be the same?" ”
(To be continued)