Pidora led everyone to turn onto a highway, and then walked forward.
Everyone noticed that there were gradually more and more pedestrians on the road.
The vast majority of them are young people with immature faces, and coupled with the standard robes they are wearing, it is obvious at a glance that they are students.
As we walked further, there were more and more people and it became more and more lively.
Not only are there young students, but many teenagers without uniforms also appear on the road, and a teenager is often accompanied by one or several middle-aged people, either carrying packages or rushing.
carriage.
Seeing the curious and reserved eyes of those teenagers, it is not difficult to tell that these are all freshmen who are about to register.
Although the avenue is crowded, there is a student on duty with a red band on his arm every few steps to direct traffic. Therefore, the journey is orderly.
Everyone followed the flow of people and arrived in front of the city gate. They saw that the large city gate was more than ten meters wide, with a carriageway in the middle and sidewalks for pedestrians on both sides. The lines were clear and not chaotic at all.
I saw a surging crowd at the city gate, bustling with people, and pedestrians coming and going constantly passing through the city gate.
Lorraine was surprised to see that the cantilever beam above the city gate was actually made of pure iron, and the two wide city gates were actually covered with thick pig iron, covered with sharp iron nails and barbs, which was daunting.
Right above the gate, there is a set of huge reliefs. All the scenes painted on them are scenes of ancient wars.
In the sky covered with dark clouds, an army of griffons, pegasus and giant eagles were engaged in a desperate battle with the lichs. From time to time, black dots fell from the sky. At the end of the sky, there were several giant dragons.
Coming quickly.
On the ground, the kerosene bombs thrown by the trebuchets were blazing, trailing thick smoke behind them and flying across the sky. Sharp arrows fell like raindrops on the ground.
Demon warriors with horns on their heads and ferocious faces, and pale and gloomy skeleton warriors merged into a sea. They roared and rushed towards the castle in the middle like huge waves.
A ray of sunshine tore through the heavy dark clouds, casting the precious light onto the broken battle flag flying in the castle.
Next to the battle flag stood three tall figures.
A great mage stood on the top of the city and was constantly casting spells. Next to him, a priest was holding up his staff. He opened his hands and looked at the sky, as if he was praying loudly.
In front of them, there was a tall warrior wearing a crown. He held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, looking coldly at the enemies rushing towards him. But the shield on his body was all scarred.
The carving is extremely fine and has not faded at all even after many years.
Standing in front of it, you can still feel the murderous aura coming towards you. Even the air seems to be filled with blood and gunpowder smoke.
When Petora saw Lorraine standing there in trance, she couldn't help but smile and introduced: "This was a long, long time ago, when Maple Leaf Danlin Academy was first established.
At that time, the undead kings and demons were raging on the earth, and they were about to wipe out mankind. The three saints stepped forward and led everyone to fight against the brutal enemies. In the end, they repelled the enemies and saved civilization.
But the enemy was too powerful. In order to fight for a long time, they established an academy in this castle. They trained and sent batches of talents to the human coalition. They made a huge contribution to the final defeat of the enemy by humans.
"
He looked behind him and found that there was already some congestion behind him. However, everyone saw the large number of people in Lorraine and knew that they had extraordinary backgrounds, so they just tolerated it for the time being. But there were also angry looks on their faces.
Pidora hurriedly pulled Lorraine and said, "Let's talk while we walk."
He pulled Lorraine into the city gate, then pointed to the names carved deeply on the city wall, and said: "It's not just that. Since the Holy War, the academy has also trained a large number of talents.
So far, there have been nine popes, twenty-six cardinals, thirty-two prime ministers, and thirty-seven magicians. By the way, there will be thirty-eight soon.
.”
Lorraine was stunned for a moment, and when she saw the proud look on his face, she suddenly understood.
He smiled in his heart and said quickly: "Congratulations, congratulations. Great Mage Petora."
"Ah~!" Pidora was startled and said, "What are you talking about? I mean my mentor, Archmage Lester."
He turned around and saw Lorraine's half-smiling expression, and then he suddenly realized, and said with a smile, "You really don't mean to joke like this. If others find out, I will be slapped from behind."
Lorraine sighed and said, "How can we say that scholars are vicious? It's as if they started fighting among themselves when they were in love, and they even used deadly hands to punish them."
Pidora touched his head and said with deep feeling: "Yes. Yes."
At this time, Catherine sighed and said coldly: "Pedora, why don't you tell me the other side?"
She looked at Lorraine and said: "There have been sixty-three kings here. More than half of them were ousted from power by the nobles and common people in coups, and then had their heads chopped off. Among the remaining ones, seven died violently. The remaining
They are all incompetent people who have been mediocre and incompetent all their lives. That’s why Maple Leaf Danlin Academy is also known as the King’s Cemetery~!”
Pidora shuddered, closed her mouth, and no longer felt proud.
At this time, everyone passed through the city gate and came to the city. Lorraine looked up and his eyes suddenly lit up.
I saw a huge square directly opposite the city gate.
All around the square, there are tall buildings. They stretch out like mountains. Rarely do you see low buildings of two or three stories here. They have red tiled roofs and solid walls made of huge stones.
common characteristics.
It originally looked rough, but with countless green grass and red flowers dotted around it, as well as many statues, the style immediately changed after the drawing, becoming full of art and culture.
There is a huge fountain in the middle of the square. There are many exquisite statues in the pool, and clear spring water spurts out of the pool.
Many priests in white robes were standing by the pool. They were preaching loudly to the passers-by with the enthusiasm of the priesthood. At the same time, they were like small advertisers on the street, constantly distributing leaflets in their hands.
Everyone bypassed the fountain and was about to move forward.
At this moment, a priest apprentice wearing a white robe rushed up.
He rushed forward and shouted to everyone: "Is Catherine there? Where is that woman? Where is the woman who is willing to drag the country into war for her own selfish interests?"
Lorraine was startled and stopped. Then she turned around and saw the man waving his fists and shouting at Catherine. Catherine stood there with a tense face, looking at the man coldly.
People, however, said nothing.
Just listen to the man waving his fist, and then shouting loudly: "Did you know that because of your own selfishness and unwillingness to sacrifice for the country, the Almohad Empire may go to war with the Empire again. When the time comes,
How many people will die in battle, how many people will become orphans, and how many mothers will lose their sons?”
Those words were like sharp swords, piercing my heart.
Catherine suddenly shuddered. All the blood drained from her face, and she became as pale as a ghost.
When the people around looked at her, they all had strange looks in their eyes, pointing at her and whispering.
Seeing this, Lorraine sighed. He stretched out his hand, pulled out his musket, and strode over.
He stepped forward and kicked the pastor cleanly to the ground amidst the loud protest, and then turned the gun with his thumb.
Lorraine heard a soft click from the gun. Then he sneered and pointed the gun at the priest apprentice.
He said coldly: "I'll give you a chance to apologize. Otherwise..."
The priest apprentice's eyes showed the same unyielding light as when a hero died. He put his hands on the ground and sneered: "Otherwise? What else? Kill me? Is this what you nobles will do?"
"Let me think about it." Lorraine tilted her head, then smiled and said, "You are right."
After saying that, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he moved his index finger to pull the gun.
"Ah, no." When Catherine saw this, she screamed and hurriedly rushed towards him, lifting his hand vigorously.
A gunshot rang out, and the loud noise echoed among the tall buildings, startling flocks of birds.
The priest's apprentice did not expect that Lorraine would do what he said in front of the public in the hall. He was so frightened that his face turned pale, his legs shook, and he almost peed.
Catherine snatched the musket from Lorraine's hand, and then said softly: "This is the academy, this kind of person is not worthy of what you do."
Lorraine looked at the man, spat heavily on the ground, and then cursed loudly: "What a despicable thing. For the sake of his so-called peace, he even betrayed a woman~! What else do you think
These despicable things cannot be sold? People? Treasures? Or the country?"
Everyone watching around was stunned. There was a trace of shame on their faces.
Lorraine pointed at the man's nose and continued to curse: "You think you can buy peace with a woman. That peace is too worthless. How long can this kind of thing last? I really don't know who you are.
Stupid, or naive? Or..."
He paused and said in a cold voice: "Or is there someone behind you? Want to grandstand and deceive everyone?"
The onlookers were in an uproar when they realized that they had almost been used as spearmen. They even looked at the priests in white robes with disgust in their eyes.
Lorraine saw that everyone had understood, smiled coldly, and was about to leave.
At this time, a voice was heard saying loudly: "Young man, please wait a moment."
Immediately afterwards, a fat middle-aged priest wearing a gold-rimmed robe and a soft, fat face walked out of the crowd.
He was holding a cane in his hand. He stared into Lorraine's eyes and asked: "Young man, I am Senior Pastor Pagan. I want to ask you. Do you believe in God?"
Lorraine was stunned for a moment. Seeing the cunning light flashing in the other person's eyes, he immediately understood.
That bald man is trying to frame himself. If he answers that he doesn't believe it, then he is a cultist and will be burned on a cross.
If he answered the letter, the dead bald man must have said that the gods called him, thus making him bow his head and listen to his words. He would take care of himself without any effort.