The villain only wants to live a Buddhist life

Chapter 866 Dak Dimon and the Kind Archbishop (4K)

Evan Pearson took a deep look at Audrey Joan of Arc, and said, "Since you're here, let's go and have a look."

Duck smiled slightly, then winked at Aurora, then took Evan Pearson and Tommy Smith with him, and walked out of the encirclement again.

Their actions are no less attractive to onlookers than Audrey Joan of Arc.

In a blink of an eye, half of the people broke away from the encirclement and followed Dake and others to the back garden.

There, Werther Gold was running excitedly with the boys from the second-year knight academy.

He originally thought that he would not have the chance to meet the [Holy Son] and [Holy Maiden] when he went to the Academy of Holy Religion Mysteries, but he didn't expect these two to come so early.

When Duck sent him a letter with the [Professor Card], he was already very excited, and when he heard the news of the [Saint], he naturally ran over even more excitedly.

After all, for boys of this age, [Holy Maiden] is always more attractive to them than [Holy Son].

It's a pity that Duck caught him before he entered the back garden. "It was a really lucky coincidence."

Duck smiled and faced Werther.

But looking at his dazzling smile like the sun, Werther only felt chills in his heart.

His eyes moved away subconsciously, and he happened to see the [Holy Son] who was following Dak, and suddenly his heart moved, and he stepped forward and asked, "Evan? Pearson?

Evan Pearson narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked: "Witt? Gold?

"That's right, it's me." Werther straightened his back subconsciously, and stretched out his hand to the 【Holy Son】.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Evan Pearson stepped forward and shook hands with [Son of the Brave].

At this time, the people around had already gathered, and Dak took half a step to the side without any trace, turning himself from the central figure into a "bystander".

Following the collision between the [Holy Maiden] and the chief of the second-year Knight Academy, [Holy Son] also collided with the [Son of the Brave] of the second-year Knight Academy.

The onlookers were happy to see the results, and only wanted the collision between them to be more intense.

Better yet... put on a full martial arts show!

"Hey, Duck."

Dak stepped back a little, and then heard Doron's whispering behind him.Duolong asked in a low voice: "Why do you always eat alone? Don't you think about your brothers who are dying of thirst?"

"I'm sorry, Doron." Duck said with a low smile, "This is also unexpected.

Duolong walked out enthusiastically, and while carefully looking at the [Holy Son] over there, he said, "Is that the Holy Son? It looks like it belongs to our Noble House."

Duck smiled and said, "After all, he is also the son of a nobleman."

Duolong complained again: "But why did [Holy Son] and [Holy Maiden] fight against guys from the Academy of Knights? Let them get big points again!"

Dak shook his head, but didn't continue to pay attention.

And at the center, [Son] Evan Pearson finally bared his fangs after politely greeting him: "Ever since I heard that the son of [Brave] is also the same age as me, I have always wanted I met you once. It's a pity that you and I are in different schools, and I always regret it. Therefore, when Chief Archbishop Norris asked me if I would like to come here as an exchange student, I agreed without hesitation. But never expected, You are also an exchange student here!"

Witte said: "Actually, I don't want to..."

Duck: "Cough!"

Witte quickly changed his mouth: "I represent the academy, and I have a duty to do so."

"As expected of the next generation of brave men!" Evan Pearson said, "I grew up listening to the stories of brave men, and I especially admired the brave man Brett. Later, when I learned that he had a son, I was excited for a long time."

Werther laughed: "Really? I've always been proud of my dad, too."

Evan Pearson raised his mouth and said, "But there is one thing that I still can't figure out."

Witte said, "Please tell me."

Evan Pearson squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "It is obvious that the title of [Brave] is bestowed by the Holy Church, but why does the son of [Brave] study at St. Marian College?"

Werther was taken aback by his question.He never thought about this question.

But when he was asked at this time, he subconsciously said: "Probably because I only received an invitation to enter St. Marian College?"

Evan Pearson's tone froze. He took it for granted that Werther would answer "Of course it's because my father studied at St. Marian's College", but he didn't expect to get such an unpretentious answer.

This made the belly draft he had made in advance instantly aborted, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Instead, Werther enthusiastically said: "Don't worry about this, it's rare to meet, let's get to know each other well. My classmates are all very curious about you. By the way, what is the difference between you [Holy Son] and us ordinary people? I see you That is, one nose and two ears, I really don’t see any difference... Ah, sorry, I’ve been a bit aggressive lately, it’s all infected by others, I’m definitely not that kind of person

"Heh." Evan Pearson's voice suddenly raised, and he said to Werther, "So son of the [Hero]! Do you dare to fight me?"

"Ah, here." Werther's tone softened, "Your jump is a bit big, my friend. But if you really want to fight me, I certainly won't refuse. However, the state owns the state law, and the school has school rules. St. Marian College, you naturally have to abide by the rules of our college. What do you think?"

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Wen Pearson said coldly: "Naturally."

Witt nodded and said, "That's good, take out the sorting card. How much do you bet?"

Evan Pearson subconsciously said: "What kind of gambling? Gambling is evil, how can it work?"

Witt explained: "Since challenging people, you must have the determination to gamble the price. Our school rules use this as a reason to stipulate that at least 100 credits must be wagered in a duel between students. If you can't get 100 credits , I will not duel with you here."

Evan Pearson couldn't refute it, so he could only frown: "Is there no other way?"

Witt glanced at Duck who was watching the play, and said: "Of course there is a way. As long as we get the professor's permission, we can even rent an official venue. But in that case, the meaning of this duel will rise to..."

Evan Pearson interrupted him on the spot, and said: "Since we only need to ask the professor for instructions, you and I will go to Vice President Sylph together. Presumably she will give permission.

Werther looked at his face silently, and said after a while: "No need. I can ask other professors for instructions."

As he said that, he pretended to take out his branch card, then put it away with two "squeaks" and said, "The professor agrees. Battle hall No. 1 should be idle, we can go there."

Although Evan Pearson was suspicious, but since he had achieved his goal, he didn't want to ask more questions, so he said, "Lead the way."

The center shifted, and the flow of people rushed towards the No. 1 battle hall along with [Son of the Brave] and [Son of God].

Dake stood where he was, watching more and more onlookers gather, chattering excitedly, and everyone seemed to think nothing of the matter, so he knew that his kind guide... could take a break for a while.

He didn't raise his hand until there were fewer people around him, and let the little evil beast that flew down from the sky land on the back of his hand.

"Jie Jie Jie!" The little evil beast let out a burst of triumphant laughter."Are you ready?" Dak asked.

The little evil beast immediately nodded and said: "The magic ball has been placed." Dak tickled its chin and said, "What do you think of that [Holy Child]?"

The little evil beast immediately shook his head and said, "It's a disgusting smell." Duck said, "That's right, after all, the attributes are not compatible. You said, they came so early, just to make the Holy Son go to Werther for a duel?"

The little evil beast said, "It's not quite like that."

Darke said: "I don't think so. But maybe this is one of the reasons? Evan Pearson, it seems that he really wants to fight Witte. Is he trying to prove something?"

The little evil beast grinned and said, "Doesn't he admire [the brave] Bright?"

Duck smiled and said, "Let's go, go and have a look and you'll find out."

Battle Hall No. 1.

After such a long period of fermentation, the news that the exchange students of the Holy Religion Academy of Mysteries had arrived at the academy was well known.

So some people went to watch the literary fight between [Holy Maiden] and Emma, ​​and the other part came here to watch the combat between [Holy Son] and Werther.

When Dark walked into the arena without haste, a senior student had already stepped forward to act as a referee, while Werther and Evan Pearson stood on the red and blue contestants' platforms respectively.

Duck directly found a bench at the door and sat down, not approaching, just watching from a distance.

Although the magic duel is a "combat", it will not cause substantial damage to both players.

As for who loses and who wins... Although he is on Werther's side, even if Werther loses, he won't feel anything.

However, as the two dueling parties stood on the stage, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became more chilling.

It seems that there are still quite a few people who care about the outcome of this duel.No one expects an outsider who just arrived on the first day to win in such a duel.

However, the quality of St. Marian College's students has always been very high, and they have not shown too explicit hostility.

After Witter and Evan Pearson stood on the stage, they continued to talk and exchange.Although the words between the two were quite flat, the atmosphere gradually became anxious.When even the referee felt that the conversation could no longer continue, Witter suddenly changed his tone and said before he blew his whistle: "The professors have always told us that competition comes second and friendship comes first. The purpose of a duel is not to win, but to win. Get to know each other better and bring smiles to everyone. May our friendship last forever!"

Evan Pearson blinked and said, "Thank you." As soon as the words fell, the referee blew his whistle.

Above the heads of the players on both sides, the countdown to the [Preparation Phase] clearly appeared.

At that moment, the players on both sides drew their cards instantly.The duel begins!

The start of this duel was actually very abrupt.But it's just moving so fast.

Two teenagers who met for the first time started a duel "to promote friendship" without knowing each other.

But at the beginning of the duel, Dak Dimon, who was sitting on the sidelines, found that there was an old man beside him.

He didn't turn his head to look, just the bright aura emanating from the old man confirmed his identity.

The contemporary chief archbishop of the Holy Church, Caleb Norris! Caleb Norris's arrival did not have any foreshadowing.

Even the little evil beast, which is extremely sensitive to the breath of light, did not sense his approach.

It wasn't until he sat down beside Dak that the peaceful and bright aura gradually came out.

"Who do you think will win

?” Caleb Norris asked very cordially after sitting down.

Duck narrowed his eyes, but said: "This old gentleman, it is the simplest etiquette to introduce yourself before asking a question."

Caleb Norris obviously paused, but then said: "It's been a long time since I heard someone talk to me like this."

Darke said casually: "Then you must pay attention. This usually means that you have separated from the masses."

Caleb Norris said slowly: "In the end, you have to stand on a high place to see the distance."

Duck said, "Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Caleb Norris said: "Hearts that gather on high will give me warmth."

Darke said: "So that's the case. I always thought that the Holy Church exists to spread the gospel and give believers warmth. It turns out that I have always misunderstood it. It's just that you took away the temperature of the believers. Aren't you worried that the believers will freeze to death?"

Caleb Norris turned his head slowly, looking at the boy's profile.

This was the first time he looked at it from such a distance after noticing the abnormality of this young man.

He retracted it slightly, and with a natural kindness between his brows, he said slowly: "The frozen bones will be turned into burning firewood, burning away the thorns, and illuminating the road ahead. For more people, open up a brighter future." future."

Dak said: "Those who hold salaries for everyone should not be frozen to death in the wind and snow; those who open up the way forward should not be trapped in thorns."

Caleb Norris said: "Dedicated to the light, sacrificed to the holy, the Holy Church will redeem and make it sublimated. He will no longer be cold, he will no longer be hungry, he will embrace joy, he will embrace grace. "

Dak suddenly said, "Did he give you a good review?"

After a while, the old man asked, "What's the explanation?"

Dak said: "There is no customer evaluation system, so you should do a questionnaire survey? Otherwise, how do you know how they feel?"

Caleb Norris said, "It's written in the Holy Book."

"Did they die before the canon was written?" said Darke.

Caleb Norris, eyes half-closed, slowly said: "I am Caleb Norris, the Archbishop of the Holy Church. Chief Guardian"

Dak said: "Saint Marian College, Second Year Noble House, Dak Dimon."

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