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Volume 1 Chapter 348 The Examination of the Knights of Light (2)

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    Chapter 348: The Examination of the Knights of Light Dozens of bonfires crackled in the night wind, forming a wild piece of music.  A group of people gathered in front of each bonfire. Most of these people were knights who were going to take the exam and their retinues.  Next to the bonfire is an almost similar khaki-colored tent with a cloth label engraved with an angel shield.  If you look down from the sky, you will find these campfires, and the tents are as densely packed as the stars in the sky.  This is the camp of the Bright Knight. It is said that this camp will only be used when encountering large-scale missions.  Of course the Light Knight doesn't live here.  There are enough houses on the Holy See Hill for the Bright Knights to live, and some outstanding Bright Knights even have their own villas, so this is only the residence of the Bright Knights' followers during missions.  A huge camp often represents a huge crowd, and this is definitely not a lie.  Even all the candidates and retinues combined only occupied one-fifth of the space in the camp.  There were many more places where the fixed campfires were out, and there was no life in the tents.  "Servant" Sitting in front of the campfire, looking at the bright starry sky, the fat man murmured.  After talking to some clergy, he learned that the Knights of Light were not just commanders, and the Knights of Light were not just a hundred people.  As long as it raises its own foundation, the Bright Knight can theoretically raise countless retinues.  Among the Bright Knights, the lowest level Bright Knight has more than a dozen followers, while the top ones even have hundreds or even thousands of followers.  Of course, like the Knights of Light, these retinues must also be registered with the Holy See.  Moreover, each retinue must pay a considerable registration fee.  So although the Knights of Light seem to have only a hundred people, in fact, this is definitely an army of tens of thousands.  The retinue is a very important criterion for measuring the strength of the Bright Knight.  The fat man's muttering to himself was sighing that he didn't have any followers yet.  Of course, if Fatty is willing, he can turn everyone in Wildfire Town into his followers at any time.  But that would mean that he would hand over all his family assets to the Holy See.  It is already an unwritten rule that followers must also be controlled by the Holy See.  Fatty is not that stupid, his team only belongs to him.  Therefore, the fat man is destined to become a polished commander.  Of course, Fatty still remembers Pifu, the little kid who will become his guardian magician. Is that little kid also his retinue?  The fat man tilted his head and rolled his eyes.  "Master, it's time to go to sleep. We have to face Eurybia's exam tomorrow." Qingyin walked out of a tent, approached the bonfire, and said to the fat man.  "Well, I understand, Qingyin, you can go to sleep first." The fat man said with a slight smile.  Qingyin shook her head helplessly at Fatty. She knew that Fatty's answer was probably just to comfort her.  This is a strange place, and the seemingly lazy fat man is actually always vigilant, even if this is the Holy See.  Therefore, fat people will most likely stay up at night or sleep for negligible amounts of time.  After seeing Qingyin entering the standardized tent of the Knights of Light, Fatty looked at the bonfire in front of him. At this time, he didn't feel sleepy at all.  Just as Qingyin thought, in a strange environment, Fatty never dared to relax, even in the stable Holy See.  Although the Holy See has various "protective" rules, they are protective after all. They are punishments for violators after things happen, and they are to maintain the dignity of the Holy See.  The rules after the event did not protect the incident at all, so the fat man did not want to use his life as a bet.  What's more, he is not alone now, there is also Qingyin.  I believe that many people have seen Qingyin's saint-like appearance today. Although this is the Holy See and the fat man has shown corresponding intimidation, it may still not be able to stop some people's desire.  "Come out." The fat man suddenly pressed his hands on the ground, completely relaxed his whole body, and looked at the stars.  He didn¡¯t turn his head in any direction, and seemed to be talking to the air.  But at this moment, a slow footsteps came from the dark corner.  The fat man chose a camp far away from everyone, so except for the bonfire in front of him, everything around him was swallowed up by darkness.  What you can see at first glance are rows of dark, bulging tents.  The owner of the footsteps is a tall and thin figure. His hands are very long and thin, definitely more than a month old.The length of an average person.  But the most eye-catching thing is the pair of green eyes.  The green eyes reminded Fatty of a wild wolf in the wilderness.  "How did you feel my presence?" The black shadow stepped closer to the bonfire, and his body became more and more clear.  But the first thing that gave Fatty an intuitive impression was the shadow's voice. That voice gave Fatty a sinister feeling, like the witch's forest at night.  "It's simple, because I am more familiar with darkness than you." The fat man said with a smile.  "More familiar with darkness?" The black shadow was slightly stunned. Reflecting the light of the bonfire, the black shadow completely revealed his body.  This is a tall and thin middle-aged man, and his head is commensurate with his stature. His head is also too long, like a horse's face.  The expression on this extraordinary face is also extraordinary, with an unimaginable level of vicissitudes and exhaustion.  Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man clearly, the fat man was also slightly stunned.  In fact, if a sinister devil appeared in front of Fatty now, it might be easier for Fatty to accept it.  "For a person who is about to become a knight of light, it seems that the word darkness is a bit too gloomy." The middle-aged man walked to the bonfire and sat down opposite the fat man without any scruples.  Even when sitting, his body is nearly half taller than the fat man.  "Nothing is bright, not even God. To drive away other beliefs, belief relies on more than just light." The fat man still said with a smile.  Listening to the fat man¡¯s words, the middle-aged man smiled.  "Who are you?" Looking at the glint in the middle-aged man's eyes, the fat man raised his hair and asked.  "I'm going to kill your people in this exam." The middle-aged man said to the fat man directly.  "What's the reason?" The fat man frowned. He couldn't think of any reason for this middle-aged man to be hostile to him.  Fatty has seen the middle-aged man sitting directly opposite, because this middle-aged man is one of the candidates.  Moreover, the fat man could feel that his strength was definitely not simple, which meant that it was entirely possible for this middle-aged man to become a member of the Bright Knight.  Although Fatty has many enemies, such as the fox prime minister, the beast, and the elites humiliated in Paradise Lostbut absolutely none of these enemies can reach out to the Holy See.  So the fat man was a little sleepy at this time, and he felt his whole body trembling slightly in the night wind.  Of course, he was not afraid of the middle-aged man in front of him, he was afraid of the unknown danger.  Someone in the Holy See is eyeing him.  "Actually, you are innocent. You were just involved in the vortex of the big shot's war." The middle-aged man said as he picked up a dead branch from the ground and picked it up at the bonfire in front of him.  After a crackling sound, the bonfire burned more and more vigorously.  "The whirlpool of the big shot's war?" The fat man's pupils showed the shadow of a burning bonfire. He, who was smart and proficient in politics, already had some understanding.  "Actually, I am also a person who has been involved in the vortex of the war between big people. Although those big people are very good to me, except for a true identity, I have almost everything else that the Knights of Light have, and I also have what I don't have. But this does not  This is not the life I want. I am very tired,¡± the middle-aged man said to himself.  "Then why don't you jump out?" the fat man said to the middle-aged man.  "Because I am not alone, I still have a family. I love my family deeply. What's more, even if I run away, where can I go?" The middle-aged man shook his head and said.  "Why are you telling me this?" the fat man asked.  "I hope you can kill me." The middle-aged man smiled. Although his voice was still gloomy, his smile was very bright.  "Is there any other solution?" the fat man said after his eyelids twitched.  "Unless you have more power and strength than those big shots, of course even if you are very capable, it will be a long time ago." As he spoke, the middle-aged man suddenly stood up.  "If you can't kill me, then I will kill you." After patting the dust on his butt, the middle-aged man turned and walked towards the darkness.  The middle-aged man¡¯s voice was cold, but he was also very tired, as if he had not rested for several days and nights.  Looking at the darkness swallowing the middle-aged man's body, the fat man suddenly shook his head and muttered something softly.  The exam on the first day was about doctrine, so Fatty could see the flickering bonfires all night long. Under those bonfires, he could see candidates holding doctrines and studying hard. Of courseThey were accompanied by their retinue.  Until someone has entered the headquarters of the Knights of Light, there are still some among the remaining candidates who are holding various teachings that are about to be torn apart and mumbling something.  "There's no point in holding the Buddha's feet temporarily" Looking at a burly man sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a silver-white "Bible" smaller than his hand and reading hard, the fat man muttered disdainfully.  said.  But at this time, the fat man's constantly flashing eyes showed that he was also somewhat uneasy.  Except for the candidates who entered, probably no one knew what kind of questions Eurybia would ask.  One of the three sages, a genius with countless halos, he will definitely not be able to solve any simple questions.  "Master, are you scared?" Qingyin seemed to have seen through the fat man's psychology and joked with a smile.  "Afraid? You're scared. The worst I can do is pack up and leave." The fat man replied very neatly.  In fact, this choice seems to be a good one in my mind. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  It may not be any worse than having power and status in the Holy See.  Although Fatty comforted himself in this way, he knew that this idea was no longer feasible.  Even if he retreats in the face of battle, he has already been deeply marked.  Those big shots wouldn't let him go, and in the Aras Empire, the old fox wouldn't let him go either.  So the fat man is now on the road to death, and there is no way back.  "Come out, come out" The first candidate to go in appeared at the end of the twelve pillars, attracting the attention of all the candidates waiting behind.  ¡°If they weren¡¯t forced by the regulations, I¡¯m afraid these people would have stepped on the stone slab of the headquarters and drowned the candidate.  "It doesn't look good." Qingyin looked at the candidate, then looked back at the fat man.  The fat man nodded, his expression a little unnatural.  He also saw what Qingyin had judged.  From the dejected and dejected expression of the examinee, one can naturally tell how well he did in the exam.  Of course, the most important thing is that the candidate obviously does not belong to the type with well-developed limbs and simple mind. Before the exam, Fatty did not find any temporary teachings in this candidate.  This means that this candidate¡¯s doctrinal preparation is definitely not bad.  But that¡¯s it, this candidate looked like a wilted eggplant after coming out.  This shows that the question asked by Eurybia, one of the three sages, is worthy of his name.  A wise man is someone who guides others in their thoughts.
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