Black Scepter Chapter 53: Girl holding the Old Testament

One more today, go to school and set up, I hope you will understand and ask for the support of the red ticket. There is no recommendation this week. The red ticket is booming!

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The night is coming, but the dormitory of the seventh company is not quiet. The geeks of this company may only gradually show their "talent" in front of Morpheus from this moment, and began to face Morpheus for several years. The torture on the nerve that was originally tough and abnormal.

The Morpheus who returned to the dormitory first encountered three or four guys running around in the hallway shouting slogans without charge, and then encountered the neuropathy who was eating barbecue in the dormitory next door-Boozer cursed He reached out and closed the door of the other party's open room, not letting the choking smoke drift into the corridor, and turned his head: "A lot of people are afraid to go to the cafeteria to queue up to eat and delay the time. They simply came here to eat."

"Last time?" Morpheus raised his eyebrows, thinking of the students who hurriedly left the cafeteria, and said: "Aren't you afraid of anyone?"

Hiddink and Corvin have gone to the evening elective course. At this moment, only the fat man is beside the Morpheus. The thief-eyed guy looks around and pushes open the dormitory door to let Morpheus come in and "click" to lock the door. , With a very weak voice said: "It is true, no one wants to get that devil, it is absolutely miserable to be stared at the end!"

"How miserable is it?"

Morpheus is curious about what kind of person this is.

"Yes—hey, wait until you see it, then talk about it,"

The fat man sighed and turned to search for the remaining snacks in the room. Morpheus was not interested in asking. He was not a curious person. He walked to his bed and froze for a moment before he started. meditation.

The function of meditation is to strengthen the crystal wire in your mind and slowly expand its maximum load. Similar to physical strength, the use of this energy will continue to increase with exercise, but the consumption of crystal wire energy is more than the accumulation It’s much faster. The Morpheus who just had the crystal wire energy is less than anyone who has entered the realm of “magician”. If it’s not that the magical power of the Phoenix Wood Wand is amazing and has accelerated recovery itself The effect of crystal energy is estimated that Morpheus will not be able to come out of the tower in thirty days.

In the final analysis, Morpheus is one hundred and eighty miles away from the so-called magic battle. It is basically far away from the level of mentor Della who waved to release the 47-level defensive circle.

Meditation is boring, but unlike ordinary people, Morpheus does not have to worry about falling asleep during meditation, because of his false sleep habits, this unique advantage will slowly appear in the next few decades.

But just entering meditation today, Morpheus suddenly felt the body's strangeness-as if he was suddenly thrown into the fire, he was instantly shrouded in severe pain!

The crystal wire in my mind started to become unstable. Morpheus didn’t understand how this was happening, but felt that the devil's pattern on his body was burning like a soldering iron. This familiar feeling and It was exactly the same at Hooke Town!

The Morpheus now has the existence of crystal silk energy, and the willpower is much stronger at the same time. It is stunned to endure this pain without revealing the extraneous abnormality. Together.

"Click!"

The sound of something breaking, Morpheus only feels that the brain is suddenly clear and clear, and the power of Jingsi has almost doubled invisibly-as if the advanced feeling made his eyes dizzy and he could feel the energy of Jingsi It's a lot more refined, and what's even more amazing is that the strength of the whole body seems to have risen a step.

The invisible change made him sweat a few minutes, and his dry clothes were almost completely wet with sweat almost immediately.

Morpheus exhaled deeply and was planning to move to see if something was wrong. A wolf howling from the window sill made him almost jump off the bed!

"You are a sad flower-I..."

Boozer held a "Nells Anthology" with an emotional reciting towards the dark school in the distance, his expression twisted like hemorrhoids, and his voice was like a broken gong.

He stood on the window sill covering his chest with his hands, and he was proud of the mountains and rivers.

Then the fat man poured a large pot of cold water upstairs and threw the poetry. The guy ran out of the dormitory and went to find someone to settle the bill.

Ten minutes later, Boozer, who got his clothes stripped and beaten up, walked back in curse.

When Hiddink and Corvin came back, they saw fat people, laughed habitually, and few people did not talk too much. After a hard day, they quickly fell asleep.

Silent Morpheus began to meditate after taking a bath, and did not have much joy in his inexplicable advancement, and spent the first night of living in Cauchy School of Knighthood in doubt and thought.

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Constantinople, Pamir District.

St. Pamel College and Cauchy School of Knighthood and Pansell School of Magic are also called the three pillars of the empire. The fundamental reason lies in the cultivation of eight pastors, 187 Cardinals, and the theological pillars of thousands of bishops. This theological school that has stood up from the beginning of the establishment of Constantinople has existed for nearly a thousand years. Her history is the history of Constantinople.

Byzantine seems to have the figure of this seminary in several major events. Between the faint, it always lurks in a low-key and dim posture behind the more famous Patriarch’s Holy Court. The shadow of Roland Cathedral is not valued by people.

However, the most famous of the people who came out of this seminary is the number of saints who were eventually buried in the holy mountain of Haeckel.

Seven digits.

The most famous of these is the Augustine that wrote the phrase "The most fundamental limitation of human blindness lies in feeling glorified in front of their blindness" on the title page of the Old Testament.

At the moment, at the request of Aquinas, Joan of Nun came to this world-famous seminary and raised her head in confusion.

The petite body is in stark contrast to the huge church in the distance.

Tightening the book in his arms, the parchment in Joan’s hands was not delicate and was pinched tighter.

Walk to the door of the seminary. The surroundings are quiet and unusual. It’s not that there are no people. On the contrary, monks wearing black or white robe are everywhere, but there is no one talking here. The crucifix of the Lord is in the academy. Above the gate, occasionally a monk looked up, he would gently draw a cross on his chest, lower his head, and go silently.

There is a slightly damaged sculpture of the angel Gabriel next to the entrance of the academy. This is the historical trace left by the “Idol Worship” and “Anti-Idol Worship” of the empire. Constantinople V said in the last movement The damaged sculptures must not be replaced, and the damaged original appearance should be kept in place to warn the world. The traces of the years reveal the vicissitudes of the seminary, and let the nun marvel at the heart.

"Student enrolled?"

A monk in a white robe stood inside the gate of the college and looked at this figure, which was strange to him, politely asking questions, with a kind of warm voice unique to the shepherd.

Jeand is not good at speaking, it seems that she will not say a few extra words except prayers all day long, looking at this adult who is several heads taller than herself, 13-year-old she looked up, the one destined to be amazing The face was still a little fat at the moment, and she nodded her eyes clear, and she had no trace of precautions.

Just as she remembered something, Jeanne reached out and handed out the crumpled parchment in her hand, slightly shy.

"Recommendation letter?"

The monk in white robe raised his eyebrows, his smile was still taken over, gently unfolded, and then quickly closed.

"Come to St. Pamel Theological Seminary to be a qualified shepherd instead of a nun. I think this is the right but the only option for you. Jeanne, don’t mind if I call you that?"

Byzantine may not have seen a female monk for a long time. Unlike nuns, the paths of the two are diametrically opposite.

He turned sideways and motioned the little nun to follow him to the academy. The monks around him bowed slightly, saluting at the seemingly strange white robe, with a silent and respectful gesture.

Jeand follows behind him blankly, not knowing the status of the person in front of him and those Cardinal in the Patriarch's Court not far away.

The dean of St. Pamel College put his hands down the classics that he studied day and night and came to the gate of the college. With such a humility, he led a ignorant little girl to the college. No one knew the reason.

"Jean, if possible, can this parchment be kept by the college? I think it will be another precious item that will be displayed in the ``Skade Hall'' by St. Pamel College in the future.

It was still a faint and warm voice. Jeanne felt that the people in front of her were very friendly, so she nodded gently~IndoMTL.com~ The eyes were clear like lake water in the sun.

"You are the gift of the Lord to the world."

The white robe smiled faintly, and slowly closed the parchment in his hand. After drawing a cross, he respectfully put it in his pocket, and then led Jeanne next to him to the steps, in front of him, The sacred atmosphere of the huge seminary church in the sun makes people feel amazed by the high mountains.

This is the second tallest building in Constantinople, St. Pamir's Church, 57 meters high.

The little nun raised her head as she walked, and for no reason thought of a figure that walked into the stone house in the morning in the sun, and her mouth curled up, gently holding the "Old Testament" personally given by Aquinas in her arms.

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The next day, Cauchy School of Knighthood.

Morpheus doesn’t have any idea about the cavalry skills he uses—what is lost in the cavalry warfare that has been extinct for many years, and what may change the turning point of the continental pattern. These things are all illusory, even Brown or even Ai Duke Sarah or any historian and military scientist can’t be sure whether a set of cavalry warfare skills really changed the continental landscape, or maybe this is just a nervousness of Instructor Brown. In short, this news was not presented to His Majesty the Emperor. On the desk, it became ashes, lying quietly in the silver box next to the noble badges. I don’t know whether it was the protection of Morpheus by the Duke of Azshara or simply thought it was just a big deal.

Therefore, when Morpheus didn’t turn up in the morning and several roommates rushed to the school grounds to start the official equestrian basic training, there were not too many people paying attention to him-or mentioned it, it was just as a stunned head coach with the instructor. As for identity, nobody tacitly asks or emphasizes.