Power and Empire Chapter 179: Dark thorn (1)

This is a typical large manor of the ancient Tonisian era, which occupies almost the entire valley floor. The gray and dim three-meter outer wall surrounds the entire manor in the middle, vaguely sees huge gray stone strips, green moss plants like a curtain The seats are hung on the walls, like a row of green promenades,

　　In the distance, the red-brown honeycomb building group occupies nearly one third of the entire basin. There are countless elegant and beautiful. The marble arch windows under the upper circle are scattered on the front of the building group, and the roof is round. The spire is like a row of long spears pointing directly at the sky, and a row of simple and heavy bronze fences.

　　 separates the one-hundred-meter-long cyan corridor outside from the wide and quiet courtyard inside. The marble knight sculptures of different images are distributed on both sides of the corridor with the evergreen wall like guards.

　　 There is the fearless knight Satunis who holds the sword of Mosatusk and kills the sea monsters, there is a peace knight who insists on fairness and justice, and the peace knight who follows the king to calm the south, and finally died in blood. Knight commander. . . . . . , Yes, here is one of the iconic buildings of Shiva, which is the embodiment of pride and glory, and Shiva is the academy of knights.

　　 Statunko didn’t know why the fat man came here. In Statunko’s impression, the fat man always held a slight contempt for the noble profession of knights,

　　 However, this time is different. The fat man wears a luxurious black Moras fleece jacket on his shoulders, and a complete set of aristocratic black gold dresses, black satin velvet by Shu Wenze, and high-quality handwork of the Touni family. The gold thread of the pattern is wrapped three times on the cuffs, and the pattern flower is fastened tightly around the neck.

　　 Although most of them were put on by the fat guys in the car, even though they didn’t have the glamorous exterior decoration, no one would deny that the fat guys are now very noble, with a slight arrogance and silence like the sea. The connotation is like a legendary 100-year-old family from Kyoto,

　　The fat man who can't look down upon nobles, is so complete, and appears here so formally, what is he going to do?

　　 Statunko walked forward confusedly, and at the gesture of the fat man, gently pulled the bell on the gate. The recent riots have been fierce. Although the Knights Academy has not been affected, The gate was still closed during the day. After a while, the small window on the right side of the thick iron door opened with a creak.

　　 "May I ask what's the matter with you?" A middle-aged man's face appeared in the small window, his eyes looked outside with vigilance, and he paused on the carriage outside, asking suspiciously about the fat man standing outside the door and Statunko, now is a sensitive period, it is very unexpected to see the noble carriage

　　 "We are coming from Cheze City, Zhiva, and I have something important to see with Dean Satnik!" The fat man stepped forward and performed an aristocratic ceremony unhurriedly. After rigorous training during the period in Kyoto, Fatty has already practiced this trick handily,

　　 Bend over 45 degrees, the four fingers of the right hand on the chest are brought together, the thumb is ten millimeters away, and the right shoulder is slightly lower than the left shoulder by three centimeters. This gift performed by the fat man is definitely a classic among the classics. The middle-aged man's eyes lit up behind the bars,

　　 "Now there are mobs everywhere in the city, we need the help of Dean Satnik" The fat man paused, "Of course, we will pay the necessary compensation for this!" Anxious on his face was a little bit pitiful. The look is completely worried, a noble who came to seek refuge

　　 There are many nobles who come to seek asylum like this. The middle-aged people are not surprised. They carefully looked around. After confirming that there were no mobs outside, the iron door opened slightly, revealing a gap just enough for one person to enter. The middle-aged man appeared at the door with apologetic expressions and returned a salute to the fat man

　　"Please come in, noble lord, although I don’t know who you are, but helping everyone who is in trouble is a creed that a knight should abide by! This is the place guarded by the Templar knights, where all suffering It’s a shelter for the migrants, but it’s not necessarily safe here!"

　　"Oh? Did something happen here too?" The fat man followed the middle-aged man into the iron gate with a look of stunned expression, only to find that behind the iron gate, there were a dozen hand-held weapons and wearing light lock armor. Judging from the young and childish nervous look, all the young people should be students in the college who are studying.

　　"The order of the world has been chaotic, and the shadow of evil is everywhere. Now the only thing that can be expected is the appearance of a brave knight, and let the nightmare here come to an end soon!" The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly and waved. Asked people to close the door again, and explained to the fat man with an embarrassed expression,

　　"They are a garrison team composed of students! Recently, there have been many mobs, and the Samor people have been behind them. Some mobs are not ordinary people, and the gate may not stop them!

　　 Just a few days ago, several of our students were attacked in the school. The opponents attacked very quickly. Every time we arrived, we only saw the students who fell on the ground. These murderers were very good at them. Hidden and sneak attacks are like Samor barbarians who are good at mountain warfare"

　　 "I didn't expect that even the place guarded by the temple would not be spared!" The fat man shook his head with regret, his compassionate expression was like a pilgrim whose faith has been desecrated, but his eyebrows were slightly raised, but his side Statunko knew that the fat man was very angry! , To slander the Samors in front of the fat man, isn’t he looking for death

　　"You are here to guard, I will take the guests to see Dean Satnik. If an abnormality is found, the teacher who patrols by ringing the big bell at the door will come soon!"

　　The middle-aged man turned his head and gave the dozen young people a few words of caution, and led the fat man into the inner lobby. This is a relatively narrow ten-meter long corridor. A pair of one-handed battle axes represents loyalty to glory. And the heraldic shield, hung crosswise at the end of the corridor, under the dim torch fishing platform overhead, shining with a dark red light of metallic texture,

　　 The walls of the corridor are painted with various great deeds of the knight worthy of praise, and the kingdom’s previous famous victory battles. The painting techniques are very sophisticated, revealing the inherent fineness and rigor of the southern painters, although each picture is the enemy's collapse. The knight's prancing horse with a spear, a mighty image of invincibility,

　　 But because the screen is so large, it’s almost the size of a human being, walking in the middle is like being on the scene of a battlefield, like a long spear towering in a forest, an army full of mountains and plains, and the cry of the two armies fighting is in your ears, urging others. The horn of forge ahead resounded through the earth, making people feel an inexplicable impulse,

　　"This is the glory corridor of the Knight Academy! The torches on the ceiling have to be changed three times a day, which means that the light of glory will never die." The middle-aged man explained to the curiously looking fat man,

　　"This is the first corridor of the Knight Academy. It describes the "five virtues" of knights and the brave and fearless knights in the previous battles of the kingdom. All students must walk into the training ground of the academy from here every day and use them. With their eyes, they use their hearts to keep the deeds of the predecessors firmly in mind! "The expression of the middle-aged man is angry, like a knight ready to rush to the battlefield at any time

　　Walking through the dark glory corridor, the fat man felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly became clear. A training field the size of a football field appeared in front of him. Dozens of young students were divided into two sides, each forming a queue, holding wooden swords with each other. Rivalry, violently yelling at the same time, two people in pairs, cooperate with each other to attack,

　　The tacit cooperation, the vertical and horizontal sword power, you can vaguely see the style of a swordsman. The heavy wooden sword in his hand is almost as thick as the iron sword, and it gives off a thick feeling of "pop" during the combat, like a dense explosion. Opened beans.

At the other end of the 　　 training ground, dozens of grass men are arranged in a zigzag row in a staggered manner. A student rides a horse and shuttles through the row of grass people at high speed. Every time a grass man passes by, the wood in his hand The swords were chopped on the head of the grass man, and dragged along, with the wooden sword, the head of the grass man was cut down.

　　 This made the fat man stare intently, and he had to admit that if only relying on techniques, the swordsmanship and riding skills of these students were better than those of the guard cavalry, but when it comes to courage and sturdiness, the young birds of these academies still It's a bit short.

　　The middle-aged man who led the way shook his head regretfully and said with emotion

　　"These are senior students! Originally there were more than 600 people, but unfortunately I heard that the Samor army does not want knights, and many students have chosen to suspend school! Now there are only more than 300 people, and I don’t know what to do after graduation! This It’s all caused by the Samor barbarian"

　　"Don’t the Samors need elite fighters?" the fat man asked unconvinced, and the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly. "Who knows, what everyone cares most about now is when the chaos outside will calm down? As for the inheritance of knights, no one is in the mood to care about it! Don’t even count on the Samors. Maybe the academy will be closed by the Samors soon."

　　 "Hehe, that might be true! Maybe the Samorians will expand the scale of the academy" The fat man smiled awkwardly, the middle-aged man in front of him reminded him of the word "angry youth"

　　 "How is that possible! The Samor people are famous for their hatred of knights!" The middle-aged man looked insulted. "There has never been a knight among the commanders of the Samor army! These upper-south barbarians have never been a knight! Know the nobility of the knight there,"

　　"Really? No?" The fat man said with a stunned expression. "As far as I know~IndoMTL.com~Two of the three chiefs of Samor are knights. They are actually knights, just a false name. Why care too much? If these students did not join the Samor army as knights, I believe the Samor people would be very happy."

　　 "Don't want the glory of the knight! How could this be possible!" The middle-aged portrait of a rabbit with its tail trampled on, red eyes immediately, "Abandon the glory of the knight, then what is the meaning of everything they get! Without the protection of the knight? , What to do with the order of this world, I really can’t tell, a noble noble like you will speak for the Samor people!"

　　The middle-aged man pointed to a five-story spire in front of him with a displeased expression. "The highest floor of that building is Dean Satnik’s office! Go by yourself. For you nobles who abandon the light of glory, I really don't feel in the mood to accompany me, go by yourself!"

　　's voice just fell, "Clang!" A hurried bell rang through the academy, and the middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, leaving the fat man and Statunko behind, and ran to the bell without looking back. .

　　 As the bell rang, the whole building was like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed. Hula la ran out of a bunch of people, both men and women, each of them ran out with excited faces holding wooden swords, Fatty and Star Tunke waited for a while before pacing upstairs, the whole building was empty, only the sound of two people going up the stairs could be heard,

　　 Fatty suddenly stopped at the stairs on the fourth floor, turned his head sharply, stared at the empty corridor behind him, and said sharply: Come out! Has been with us for so long, isn't it just to find us a scapegoat? "

　　 "Hehe, I didn't expect your stupid pig to be so smart!" The middle-aged man who had just left smiled grinningly, appeared from the corner of the wall, and held a cold light flashing dagger in his hand (because of work. Update late Now, a 3K chapter, apologize)