Gumai City, Bran Imperial Civilian Academy.

The former has nothing to say, an ordinary city in the north, with no characteristics, neither large nor small in scale, mediocre and bland.

As for the Bran Imperial Civilian Academy, this is a rather strange thing. Because in the thousand-year history of Bran, there is only the term "noble academy", how can you ever hear of the title of "civilian academy?" but if you change back to the original name of this academy, it will be easier to understand. In fact, more than half a year ago, it did have another widely spread name - Dawning Civilian Academy!

As we all know, this is a new thing created by the Grey Army when they negotiated cooperation with the Bran Empire after a long struggle. However, as the Grey Cloth Army was defined as riot bandits and rushed to the barren land deep in the 100,000 mountains, the name of the academy determined by the bandit leader himself naturally had to be changed.

Of course, the Bran Empire also thought about simply destroying these civilian academies and completely erasing the traces of the gray-clad rebels.

However, when I think about it, if this academy, which was spread all over the city and finally built with a lot of manpower and material resources, was immediately demolished within a few months of opening, it would be a slap in the face! And if it really had to do so, the resentment caused by the people would also be a big problem......

After some discussion, the Bran Empire simply came to occupy the magpie's nest. The Academy may be retained, but the fame must be attributed to the Empire. After all, from the perspective of the general direction, this thing is indeed a good thing, and it has a great effect on stabilizing the hearts and minds of the people of the Dìng Empire......

At least in the eyes of the big men of the Bran court, this is enough. However, the city institutions that actually paid for and spent a lot of effort to build the academy will inevitably be a little slanderous.

It's not just a one-time investment. Follow-up textbook loss, various supporting facilities and buildings, etc. This money will still be borne by the treasures of the cities. This means that the other administrations have less money. The amount of money that could be greedy for ink before will naturally decrease......

But then, when those who dreamed that their children could have a decent identity and not inherit their desperate life when they grew up, they gritted their teeth and put money for drinking, living expenses for a few months, and money to marry a daughter-in-law for their children in the future...... Holding the academy in both hands, most of them entered the financial system, and quickly filled the treasury, the bigwigs in the city were shocked.

The great contrast - I thought it was a money-losing business, but I didn't want to be a rooster that could lay golden eggs!

There is a head!

With a shift in perceptions. The attitude of the high-level leaders of the cities toward the civilian academies also changed in an instant, and they changed their ignorance from the past, and enthusiastically discussed whether or not to change the signboard to promote the style, publicize it in the newspapers, and the most important thing is whether the tuition fees should be raised a little more, and then build a few more academies......

Of course, none of this is the point at the moment. The point is that as the western sunset gradually dyes the sky red, a group of hundreds of people quickly gathered in front of the rooster laying golden eggs.

The clothes are very mixed, young and old, and there is no fierce appearance. But the doorman who was reading the newspaper in the hut next to the door looked up through the crystal glass and looked behind the various weapons hanging from the hands and waists of these people. I still couldn't help but put down the newspaper in my hand, and subconsciously touched the wooden stick to the side to teach the students. After a pause, he touched the iron rod on the side again, vaguely feeling that this group of people was not good!

"With three walls, one ditch, and a large enough field, this is simply a natural place to fight...... It's decided, that's it!" In front of the crowd, a young man with a big sword looked around casually, his gaze finally swept over the gilded characters of 'Bran Imperial Civilian Academy', nodded, and said.

"Uh...... Here?Imperial Civilian Academy?" An old man dressed in luxurious robes who looked like a rich man walked out with his mouth open, his expression hesitant, "Do you want to think about it again, Rod? ”

"Impact? huh...... If it's not a big deal, how does Don know about it?" Waving his hand casually, the young man looked up and down at the towering iron gate of the academy, licked his lips, and strode with a big sword on his shoulder.

At that moment, "Who are you, what are you doing here?" shouted the stout-looking doorman, who had a sturdy hand, out of the hut with a little vigilance and fear.

However, the young man didn't hear it, but raised the big sword in his hand from a distance of three feet, "Uh, what do you want to do...... Where are you mixed up? The Twin Blades Club or the Tsing Yi Gang? I warn you, this is the Imperial Civilian Academy, the big guys attach great importance to it, and the Garrison Department personally covers it, don't mess around......"

Before the doorman, who seemed to be confused, finished his threatening words, the young man slashed his sword and sneered...... A golden and silver sword appeared out of thin air, and immediately directly crossed the distance of three zhang and hit the center of the towering iron gate.

Rumble...... Thundered......

Doumang exploded, and the towering iron gate only shook once, and immediately fell down like a jade pillar pushing a mountain of gold, causing the earth to tremble lightly and dust to fly.

Carrying a big sword, the young man tilted his head and touched his earlobe, stepped on the iron door and stepped straight into the courtyard, and when he passed by the doorman who was stunned with a look of hell, he paused and turned his head: "Driver, how to get to the dean's office?"

"Let's go, let's go, let's ......" in the trembling voice, bang! The iron rod fell to the ground, unable to roll twice ......

Needless to say, this group of people is naturally Rod and Byron and others who came for Donne.

As for where Tang En is hiding now, the temple side does not know. However, through the traces of the rebellion of the believers, they can roughly circle a range.

Because the time to complete the task was extremely tight, it was naturally impossible for Rhodes and the others to waste time on searching, and as soon as they entered the edge of this area, that is, Gumai City, they simply stopped and looked for the secret intelligence agency of the Gray Army.

I have to say that in order to clear the root cause of the turmoil this time, the temple has sent a lot of masters. Naturally, this also included the good followers of the news, and under the means of coercion or inducement, they quickly determined the location of the secret agency from various channels in the city. Immediately, with the strength of Rhodes and the others, they naturally captured the people inside without much effort.

Then the team dispersed, traveled to several surrounding cities, and naturally arrested some more people. It wasn't until the evening that he gathered in the city of Gumai, and Rhodes chose the current civilian academy as the place of engagement......

A series of actions are like autumn wind sweeping away leaves, and outsiders do not have the slightest chance to react. I have to say that this Rhodes looks a little crazy, though. But many of the methods are unusually cold. It can be called decisive and spicy.

......

"Who's that. As for the explosive crystals we brought, bury them here at the main entrance, and bury a little bit around the other three walls, whoever steps on them will be unlucky...... Don't be idle, don't be idle, aren't you magicians, so it shouldn't be a problem to get a few magic traps...... Alas, it's clumsy and clumsy, but it's better to use it yourself...... Forget it, forget it. Let's go in with me and clear the room......"

In the midst of Rhodes' shouts, hundreds of people quickly divided into many squads and dispersed, with a clear division of labor, and built a rudimentary defensive network according to the terrain of the academy. It can be said that in addition to Byron and other bishops here, even if they are just ordinary knights of light, they are all out-and-out combat masters.

"Wait!" Just as Rhodes was walking towards the courtyard with his big sword, the white-bearded old bishop hurriedly grabbed him, "Now you are laying a trap here?

"Get out, why go out?" Rod turned his head in amazement. Looking at him with the eyes of an idiot, "You don't think such a battle is destined to be a classic." Would it be boring without an audience?"

"Huh?" The white-bearded old man was stunned when he heard this, and opened his mouth, "You, you, you...... You're fooling around!" roared, his expression pale, "You know very well that once a master fights, a random burst of fighting spirit can cause countless casualties. Do you think that the temple is burdened with such a great crime and countless infamy because of you?"

Shrugged indifferently, "Actually, it's you who are now burdening the temple with great crimes and countless infamy!, aren't you?" Pouting, Rod casually brushed aside the white-bearded old man's tud, turned to leave, and muttered, "I want to be a bad person, but I also want to be a good person...... If it's bad, it's bad to the extreme, and I respect you as a character. I still think about what archway to erect, hesitate, cowering, doomed to have no future in this life!"

The murmuring was not loud, but it was enough for the people around him to hear clearly, "You ......" The white-bearded old man trembled and stretched out his finger to point, and his old face instantly turned red, as if he could vomit blood in the next moment.

Seeing this, Byron shook his head, stepped forward and patted the old man on the shoulder: "Forget it, don't be like this guy." And...... Well, with our current situation, we really don't need to think too much about it. ”

The white-bearded old man opened his lips a few times when he heard this, and finally turned into a dejected sigh, unable to put down his arm.

This is the case, if you can't kill Don in a week, you can imagine the outcome of waiting for them. In this case, there is really no need to think too much about it now......

After a small episode, Rhodes and his party strolled through the academy, walking quickly and slowly towards the pointed roof not far away, where was the theological hall. According to the janitor, the dean was not in the dean's room at this time, but was leading the students to pray there in the evening.

It should be for this reason that there is hardly any figure in this huge academy, and it seems very quiet.

Walking and stopping, habitually touching his earlobes, Rhodes seemed to be very interested in the structure of the college, and from time to time he pushed open the wooden door next to him and looked inside, the studio with rows of easels, the study room with tables and chairs neatly arranged, and the ceremonial room with mirrors hanging on the entire wall......

Of course, it's more of an outdoor place to study. For example, there is a wide circular horse farm, an archer training ground where a whole row of arrow targets is erected, a martial arts training ground where various weapons are placed, and a red-tiled library that faintly pops out in the distance......

In terms of the scale of the facilities, this place is naturally not comparable to the noble college in the city. But don't forget, this is only a civilian academy, just a place of learning for civilians who have only officially appeared in the empire for thousands of years. So this configuration has far exceeded everyone's expectations.

Of course, this is also related to the standard specifications given by the Gray Army at the beginning of the establishment of the academy. Otherwise, if the cities are allowed to build on their own, I am afraid that it will be the immediate sense of slums......

Smacking his lips, "Tsk, what an interesting place, bursting the boring Templar Knights' Hall...... As I said earlier, I only know that blindly cultivating has no future, and most of the ones cultivated are waste wood with high strength and low IQ!" Looking around, Rod shook his head, and suddenly sighed with great interest.

"Hmph!" Although it seemed to be a knight's hall, the Byron people on the side felt awkward and harsh no matter how they heard it, as if they had been insulted to their faces.

Before he could do anything, "Hey, who are you?" turned the corridor in front of him to a middle-aged man dressed in a scholar's robe. Bookish. It's like a teacher or something.

"Good evening. Teacher. Rod looked up, smiled brightly and waved his hand in greeting, "Haha, I respect teachers the most, and I like to deal with cultured people the most." ”

"Uh...... I'm a librarian......"

"That's not the point, just read books regularly and be literate. Well, take the liberty of asking, is this the Theological Hall?"

Nodding subconsciously. "Yes......"

"Ha, thank you, I'll invite you to dinner another day. Raising his hand, Rhodes walked past the middle-aged man, and in front of him was the building with a pointed roof, covering a large area.

"Well, no...... Wait, who the hell are you?"

When he came back to his senses, the middle-aged man looked at the dozens of people with various weapons in front of him, and finally realized that something was wrong. But at this moment. A big man walked past him with a blank face and a backhand knife. Simply knocked the librarian to the ground.

"Don't...... Alas, how can you say hello, you have to respect cultural people. One by one, the God of Light couldn't be saved......" Pursing his lips and turning his head, Rod casually pushed open the reddish-brown thick door in front of him, stepped in, and then, stepped in.

“...... For countless nights, I have drawn you with the stars, and your tolerance and fraternity have accompanied me in my dreams. In my singing I praise thee with notes, and thy wise sages have made me clear of the grace of God, and that the most beautiful time in this life is to know thee, my Lord, and God the Father......"

The soothing and gentle, solemn and elegant key notes are drawn out like water, reverberating in this towering and vast auditorium. On the stairs on the left, there are rows of young men and girls in black robes, with their hands clasped in front of their chests, with a pious expression, singing the hymn of the god of light in unison, the scene is spectacular and solemn.

Needless to say, this is naturally what the doorman calls an evening prayer. In fact, when the civilian academy was first established, although theology was also set up here, with the nature of the gray army, it was naturally impossible to make it so cumbersome and solemn. In fact, most of them are just a formality, and a morning prayer on Sunday is over.

However, after Bran took over the academy, it was natural that this could not be the case anymore. Theology became a compulsory subject for every student, the importance of which took precedence over all disciplines, and various rituals appeared accordingly, hence the solemn evening prayer in front of us.

It's a pity that when Rhodes pushed the door, it was too light, and the creaking sound brought by the heavy wooden door instantly inserted a trace of discord in this solemn scene, and the smooth key sound suddenly stagnated, and even the neat hymn was a little chaotic, and finally the sound of the piano stopped, and after a while, the huge auditorium was silent.

Touching his earlobe, Rod showed a little embarrassment on his face, and waved his hand: "Uh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... Go on, go on, ......"

Naturally, this situation could not continue, and the emaciated old man sitting behind the piano stood up, looked at Rod who suddenly broke in and several figures carrying weapons behind him, and frowned slightly: "I am the dean of this academy, who is Your Excellency?"

"I said I was just passing by, do you believe it?" Rubbing his eyebrows, Rod shook his head and walked into the auditorium, waving his hand to the young boys and girls who looked puzzled, "Hello everyone, I'm really sorry, uncle interrupted you singing praises...... Well, in order to apologize, will my uncle take you to sing the next hymns in good condition?"

Walked up to the stunned old dean, bowed politely, and pointed to the black piano behind him, "Excuse me, can I borrow it?"

Subconsciously retreated, "When, of course." ”

"Thank you. Smiling and nodding, Rod sat in front of the piano, snapped his fingers, squinted at the score, and couldn't help but look a little distressed, "Hey, I haven't touched this thing for many years, and I've almost forgotten it...... Forget it, let's make do with it, where did you just sing. Oh, remembered......"

This thing is going crazy again...... Byron and the others, who followed into the hall of the auditorium, couldn't help twitching the corners of their mouths when they saw this, and their faces were full of blankness.

As a clergyman, this kind of thing is naturally familiar, and the score is also handy. After all, before the official debut, these are compulsory courses. But when is this now? We're here to kidnap us, okay? Even if it's a little embarrassing to break the hymn as a clergyman, you're not going to do it yourself......, can you do it again?

In all sorts of thoughts, "My Lord and God the Father...... One, two, three, ready, up!" Ding Ding Dong, a slightly jerky piano sound mixed with a soft hum, "Please listen, listen to my call." Have mercy on me and answer me. I was unintentionally offended, and you can forgive me. I have made mistakes, and you can forgive ......"

The music is true, and the hymn is right. Therefore, some students who didn't know why still subconsciously opened their mouths, and the sparse chorus sounded again. After that, as the old dean waved his hand in relief and beat the beat, the previous uniform hymn sounded again, and the scene became solemn and solemn again.

On the other hand, Byron and the others were a little cramped and uneasy, and they were also a little funny and weird. They are not crazy, and they certainly won't go crazy with Rhodes. But in today's situation, it seems very abnormal for them not to sing along, and it is redundant...... In the end, I had to watch Rhodes sing loudly, looking embarrassed and weird!

These discordant and harmonious storage zài did not affect Rod, at this time he was squinting and shaking his head, playing the black and white keys with his hands, and he was getting better and better, and he was enjoying it.

"O praise God, praise Thy mercy, praise thy fraternity! O Faith in God ......"

...... (To be continued......)