Chapter 64: New school

Petola led the crowd onto a highway, and then went all the way.
　　 Everyone noticed that there were more pedestrians on the road.
　　 The vast majority of them are young people with immature faces, plus the standard robes they wear, and they are all students.
　　 As you move forward, there are more and more people and more and more lively.
Not only young students, but many teenagers without uniforms also appeared on the road, and a teenager is often accompanied by one or several middle-aged people, or carrying packages, or rushing carriage.
　　 Seeing the curious and restrained eyes of the teenagers, it is not difficult to see that these are all new students who are coming to report.
Although the avenue is crowded, there is a student on duty with a red hoop on his arm every few steps on the road to clear the traffic. Therefore, the journey along the way is also in order.
　　 The crowd followed the flow of people and came to the city gate. They saw that the wide gate was more than ten meters wide, with a carriageway in the middle, and pedestrian walkways on both sides. It was clearly distinguished.
　　 I saw crowds and hustle and bustle at the gate of the city, and pedestrians passing through the gate constantly.
　　 Lorraine was surprised to see that the cantilever beams above the city gate were actually made of pure iron, and the two wide city gates were actually covered with thick pig iron, covered with sharp nails and barbs, which made people daunting.
　　 Right above the gate, there is a group of huge reliefs. The pictures above are all scenes of ancient wars.
　　In the clouded sky, an army of griffins, pegasus and giant eagles are engaged in desperate battles with the liches. And from time to time, black spots fall from the sky. At the end of the sky, there are several dragons coming quickly.
　　 While on the ground, the kerosene bomb thrown by the trebuchet burst into flames. Behind him, he pulled out a thick smoke and flew across the sky. The sharp arrows fell on the ground like raindrops.
　　 The long horns on their heads, the hideous demons and the pale and gloomy skeleton warriors merged into an ocean. They roared and rushed toward the middle castle like a huge wave.
　　 A ray of sunlight tore apart the falling dark clouds, projecting the precious light onto the broken battle flag flying in the castle.
　　 There are three tall figures standing beside the battle flag.
　　 An archmage stood on the head of the city, casting spells. Beside him, a priest is holding a magic scepter high. He opened his hands and looked to the sky, as if praying loudly.
　　 In front of them, a tall warrior wearing a crown. He held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, staring coldly at the enemies rushing over. It’s just that all of his body shields are already scarred,
　　 The carving is extremely fine, although many years have passed, it has not faded at all.
　　 Standing in front of it, you can still feel the murderous aura coming to the sky. Even the air seemed to be filled with blood and gunpowder.
　　 Petola saw Lorraine standing there in a daze, couldn't help but smile, and introduced: "This is a long, long time ago, when the Maple Leaf Danlin Academy was founded.
　　 At that time, the necromantic kings and demons raged across the land, and they seemed to destroy humans. The three saints stepped forward and led the crowd to fight against the cruel enemy. In the end, the enemy was repelled and civilization was saved.
　　 But the enemy is too strong. In order to fight for a long time, they established an academy with this castle. Batch after batch of talents have been trained and delivered to the human coalition. For mankind to finally defeat the enemy, made a huge contribution. "
　　 He looked behind him and found that there was already a bit of congestion behind him, but everyone saw that there were many people in Lorraine, and they knew they had extraordinary backgrounds, so they just bear it temporarily. But there was also an angry look on his face.
　　 Petola hurriedly pulled Lorraine and said, "Let's talk while walking."
　　 He pulled Lorraine into the city gate, then pointed to the names engraved on the city wall, and said: "It's not just that. Since the War of the Saints, the academy has also cultivated a large number of talents.
　　 So far, nine popes and twenty-six cardinals have come out of it. Thirty-two prime ministers and thirty-seven wizards, by the way, thirty-eight will be soon. "
　　 Lorraine was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood the smug look on his face.
　　 He smiled in his heart and quickly said: "Congratulations, congratulations. Peter the Great Sorcerer."
　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
　　 He turned his head and saw Lorraine's smiley face, and then he suddenly said, "You really are, don't make such a joke. If others know, I will be sapped from behind."
　　 Lorraine sighed and said, "How about the literati being vicious. It's just a fight in the light of one another, and it's even harder and harder."
　　 Petola touched his head, and said with emotion, "Yes. Yeah."
　　 At this time, Catherine sighed and said coldly: "Pedora, why don't you talk about it, the other side?"
She looked at Lorraine and said: "There have been sixty-three kings here. More than half of them were ousted by a coup by the nobles and ordinary people, and then their heads were chopped off. Among the remaining people, seven died. The rest. They are all incompetent people who have been incompetent for a lifetime. So the Maple Leaf Danlin Academy is also known as the king's cemetery~!"
　　 Petola shuddered, closed his mouth, and stopped blowing with pride.
　　 At this time, everyone passed through the gate and came to the city. Lorraine looked up and suddenly felt his eyes light up.
　　 I saw a huge square facing the city gate.
　　All around the square are tall buildings. It stretches out like a high mountain. Very few low-rise buildings of two or three floors are seen here. The pointed red tiles and solid walls made of huge stones are their common features.
　　 This originally seemed rough, but with countless green grass and red flowers dotted beside it, as well as many statues and pictures, the style immediately changed, 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 the clear spring water constantly spouts from the pool.
　　 Many pastors in white robes are standing by the pool, with the frenzy peculiar to the priesthood, loudly preaching to the pedestrians around them. At the same time, like small advertisers on the street, they keep distributing the flyers in their hands.
　　 Everyone bypassed the fountain and was about to move forward.
　　 Just then, a priest and apprentice in a white robe rushed up.
　　 He rushed to the front and shouted to the crowd: "Is Catherine there? Where is that woman? Where is the woman who would drag the country into war for her own benefit?"
　　 Lorraine was startled, and stopped. Then turned his head and looked around. I saw the man waving his fist and yelling at Catherine constantly. And Catherine was also standing there, her face tense, looking at the man coldly, but she said nothing.
He heard the man waving his fist, and then shouted: "Do you know that, because of your own selfishness, you are not willing to sacrifice for your country. The Almohad Empire may war again with the Empire. Then, How many people will die in battle, how many will become orphans. And how many mothers will lose their sons?"
　　 Those words pierced my heart like a sharp sword.
　　 Catherine flashed suddenly. The blood on his face faded away, pale as a ghost.
When the people around 　　 looked at her, they all had strange eyes, and they kept pointing and whispering to her.
　　 Lorraine sighed when he saw this. He stretched out his hand, drew out his musket, and then strode over.
　　 He stepped forward, kicked him cleanly to the ground amid the loud protest of the priest, and then moved the trigger with his thumb.
　　 Lorraine heard a soft sound of a ‘stick’ from the camera. Then he sneered and pointed the musket at the priest apprentice.
　　 He said in a cold voice: "I'll give you a chance to apologize. Otherwise..."
　　The pastor apprentice showed the unyielding light in his eyes like a hero when he was in justice. He pressed his hands on the ground and sneered: "Otherwise? What about it? Kill me? Will you nobles do this?"
　　 "Let me think about it." Lorraine tilted his head, then smiled: "You are right."
　　 After finishing speaking, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and when he moved his index finger, he would snap the gun.
　　 "Ah, don't." Seeing this, Catherine screamed, and hurried forward. Give his hand a strong stroke.
　　 ‘Boom’ a gunshot sounded, and the loud bang reverberated among the tall buildings, and it aroused flocks of birds.
　　 The pastor and apprentice didn't expect that Lorraine would do what he said in the crowd in the hall, and immediately turned pale with fright, his legs shook, and he almost urinated.
　　 Catherine snatched the musket from Lorraine and said softly: "This is the academy, this kind of person is not worthy of you."
Lorraine looked at the man and spit on the ground ~EbookFREE.me~ and then shouted loudly, "It's a scumbag. For the sake of her so-called peace, even a woman has to betrayed~" ! What else can't you sell these cheap things? People? Treasures? Or the country?"
　　 All the people watching around were taken aback. There was a trace of shame on his face.
Lorraine pointed to the man’s nose, and then cursed: "I thought you could get 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 someone behind you is instructing you? Want to slap everyone and deceive everyone?"
　　 The crowd onlookers realized that they had almost been used as a gunman, and they were in an uproar. Even the priests who looked at the white robes began to look with disgust in their eyes.
　　 Lorraine saw that everyone understood, he smiled coldly, and left.
　　 At this time, I heard a voice say loudly: "Young man, please wait."
　　 Then, a fat middle-aged priest wearing a gold-rimmed robe with a soft and fat face walked out of the crowd.
　　He has a cane in his hand. Staring into Lorraine's eyes, he asked: "Young man, I am Senior Pastor Pagan. I want to ask you. Do you believe in God?"
　　 Lorraine was taken aback. Seeing the cunning light flashing in the opponent's eyes, he suddenly understood.
　　 That dead bald head, this is to frame myself, if I don't believe it. Then he is a cultist and he will be hung on the cross and burned to death.
　　 If you answer the letter. The dead bald head must have said that the gods called him, so that he bowed his head to listen to him. Cleaned up with no effort.
　　 Then how should I answer?