Black Scepter Chapter 49: 3 roommates

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Morpheus has just entered the outer gate of the academy. This purely militarized academy has a strong military style. Even the appearance looks like a castle, which can be called Constantinople. Another city in the city except the palace.

The fence is more than ten meters high, the guards are meticulous, the moat is not, but there is only one dirt road around the college.

Following Brown into the academy, there was a neat and clean broad stone road in front of him, and there were nearly a hundred statues on both sides, with figures on the top and life engraved on the bottom. This means that the knight is a hero in the battlefield.

It can also be said that these are the founders of the vast territory of the empire.

"A group of very powerful old guys, each of which is the pride of our Cavaliers Academy," Brown's cursed image has calmed down a lot here, even if no matter how unassuming, the inner respect is still oil on this occasion However, he was born, "The seventh company has not returned yet. It is estimated that I will arrive at the college at noon. I will first show you to the dormitory and look at the arrangements myself."

He turned his head and looked at the Morpheus that followed, and said with a lip: "You are really okay, you came without anything?"

"What is outside."

"Hahaha..." Brown seemed to hear something very funny, and he laughed loudly after leaving the quiet road just now, pointing to a building in the distance that seemed to be luxurious or not The baroque three-story corridor that was so bad: "See if I live in this kind of house. There are people in this group of cubs who have pulled a whole collection of poems. They stand on the balcony every day and recite, and their heads are long buttocks. Right?"

"Lao Tzu didn't even lie on the bed when he was fighting in the borders of Jistan, he hadn't changed his armor for half a year, and it was almost on when he finished fighting!" Brown seemed to look down on this group. Young Master, who is used to keeping his esteem, he reached for his ears and plucked his ears off. He said, "Things outside, well said, I will definitely beat you down a few times afterwards."

Morpheus grinned and laughed sincerely.

The armor on Brown’s body is also an Empire-style armor, but it will definitely not be the luxury silver silver Milanese armor. The mottled traces on it are scattered all over, and several places have been heavily repaired. The blacksmith hammered and welded The traces of it are faintly visible, Morpheus is very clear, the story behind this careless guy is not simpler than that of the great men on the knight sculptures just now.

The dormitory of the seventh company is basically located on the third floor. From entering the building, the masculine breath from the face made Morpheus raise his eyebrows. This smell of sweat and foot smell is really long gone. By the way, Brown looked at the parchment in his hand to find the brand of the room where Morpheus was going to stay. At the moment, there was no one in the dormitory. The floor of the classic-style corridor reflected the figure of Morpheus. There were occasional paintings on the surrounding walls, but they were all poorly painted At the same time, the vulgar content of vulgarity makes Morpheus have a deeper and direct impression of the so-called "knight".

"Here."

Brown stopped, then lifted his foot in the stunned expression of Morpheus and kicked the thick door. The thick wooden door was as fragile as paper. The flying bolt broke the house and was placed on the window sill. There was a lot of water in the vase on the floor.

"Lao is lazy, too lazy to get the keys, so that the group of logistics lads are so busy and busy, and it’s not too hard to **** the oil every day."

The big knight stepped into the room in a daunting manner. The room seemed to be a suite. It seemed to be in much better condition than Morpheus imagined. There were already three beds with bedding, and the only remaining bed was piled up. A stack of books, if you look carefully, words like "Bird Collection", "Roland's Song" and "Narix Collection" are everywhere.

"If I were you, I would throw this pile of waste papers at the **** downstairs."

Brown looked around the house and said to himself: "The housework is qualified, and the cleaning is really diligent. It would be nice if he was so diligent when he was practiced by Lao Tzu."

“I’m going first, the college’s rules ask yourself,” he pointed to the wooden sign behind the wooden door that had been shaken off by a nail, “I don’t know a few big characters except the military flag and The charge, nothing else."

Turning around and leaving, this big-hearted guy left Morpheus with a wide but slightly heavy back, which made him thoughtful.

Suddenly quiet around, only the broken vase is still running with clean water, Morpheus reached out and wiped his forehead, walked over to clean up the broken vase, then relieved, and sat in the room that was left Of the few uncomfortable wooden chairs.

Three nights and three nights, he didn’t close his eyes, rubbed his eyes, and fell into a short sleep.

And three days ago, after Morpheus was locked into that dark room by Della, Morpheus, who had just awakened the elemental power but had no idea how to apply it, used the knowledge written down in his mind after the candle went out The crystal energy was controlled with all strength to condense a dim light at the tip of the stick, and I learned to condense a blunt edge with the element at the tip of the stick according to the knowledge that Della once explained. After numerous efforts, he finally completed this task at dawn on the third day, and finally was able to leave the tower after Della taught him meditation.

"The sense of urgency will only allow him to exceed the limit again and again when he is in a dangerous position. What Freud did, what I did, even your father did. And One day, you will stand in the position where everyone looks up and see heaven while overlooking hell."

Dela said as she left.

At that moment, Morpheus bowed and saluted, no more words.

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Cauchy School of Knighthood is the legendary academy of the empire. It has produced countless greats and major knights. The legendary legend is the seventh company in the academy.

There are no grades in this academy. It is purely based on strength to rank. The younger ones are weaker and they are in the back row. The strong ones are able to fight in the front row. Morpheus is in the seventh company The strongest fighting strength of the entire Cavaliers Academy is the most special among this student.

In short, the members of this company are all neuropathy in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, the existence of the "Seventh Company" with a history of more than three hundred years has trained more than half of the students in the long history of the empire to be famous for history-that is, the talents who have recorded their names in the official authoritative history book "Byzantine History".

Of course, it is more appropriate to say that it is a geek.

So, about one hour after Morpheus was able to resist meditation and entered meditation, the seventh company who returned to the dormitory at noon made him slowly open his eyes.

The hustle and bustle in the corridor carries a roughness that has never appeared in the aristocratic etiquette. It is not like the noise of the market, but a kind of masculine conversation.

It’s just like the smell you smell when you walk into this building, with a strong male hormone.

"Who **** this fucking?! Which one doesn't have long eyes—"

Finally, the future roommates of Morpheus walked into the dormitory. The first guy who entered the door had a loud voice, but it was not a husky sound like a gong, but a mellow midrange. Although it was swearing, there was no scumbag. The piece of writing was quite hard, and it only took a while to learn.

The body is not tall, only a little taller than the fifteen-year-old Morpheus, but the shoulders are half wide, and there is a sense of contradiction in the face. The combination of the young facial features and the weather-like skin is awkward. This guy is swarthy and has white teeth.

When he saw that the door lock was broken, he yelled, but he was taken aback by the Morpheus who had stood up in the room, and he forgot to say, just stood there until he was slammed by someone behind him. Moved to the side, still looking at Morpheus silently.

The two people who subsequently entered the room were very short~IndoMTL.com~ The expression had a shadow, maybe because the eyeshadow was a bit heavy, it always gave people a feeling of bad intentions, the next one was a fat man, There was a chicken leg in his mouth, and his mouth was full of oil, and he gnawed his head with his head down seriously, as if he didn't notice an extra person in the room.

Until this fat man came into the house and nearly hit Morpheus, he found his companion stayed at the door and there was a stranger in front of him.

The next moment, in Morpheus’s unbelievable eyes, this fat man even held his bones in his nerves and reached for his sword. Before shouting, he shouted: "enemy--"

"Relax..."

The short boy was kicking on the fat buttocks. The latter stumbled on the ground with his chicken bones. He twisted his fat body and turned, sitting on the ground, looking at Morpheus, curious. After panic and vigilance.

"Sorry, instructor Brown took me here to wait for you. From today on, I am a student of Cauchy School of Knighthood, and also your roommate. I am fully responsible for the damage to the door and the vase. I hope you can forgive me. My outburst."

Morpheus quickly organized the language, something he was not good at before, but Aquinas’s original words and the performance of the masked nobles at the dinner made him understand the necessity of this tone.

But it seems that such remarks are not very useful in Cavaliers.

I heard that he said the damaged door, and the three of them didn’t respond. But when I heard the "Vase", the big guy who entered the door suddenly changed his face suddenly, and rushed to the window sill, still saying "Master Bless" in his mouth The vocabulary of the category, like this, is more quickly determined than the charge on the battlefield.

"Fortunately..."

Looking at the bouquet has been placed in the replacement water cup found by Morpheus, this guy sighed with relief and exaggerated to look like a drama actor.