Who made you not earnestly create the world!

"Who is this?" The three teenagers looked curiously at the boy with dark brown short hair who was about seven or eight years old sitting on the sofa.

The blond boy said indifferently: "My servant is called Mammon."

Mamen, with veins popping out on his forehead, turned his head angrily. He who knows the current affairs is a hero, and Mamen, who has been living in the devil world, still knows this truth.

Hayman asked suspiciously: "Didn't you run away from home? Was it found by your family?"

Asa and Jager had weird expressions on their faces. When they saw Mamen's resentful eyes, they immediately thought of themselves. They couldn't help but feel sympathetic. They looked at Mamen with pity, and Mamen's veins twitched.

"This is a servant who has just been accepted. He happened to be hunted down. Don't let him out of the room if there is nothing wrong."

The three teenagers were startled, and Asa hesitated and said, "Is it dangerous to hide him here?"

The blond boy turned a page of the book, "No, as long as he doesn't step out of this house."

"By the way, Yael, how did you know Priest Mitchell?" Asa asked sternly after putting aside the matter of the servant.

Hearing that Asa's tone was wrong, the blond boy looked up: "What? The priest and special?"

"Of course it's special!" Heyman exclaimed with rounded eyes, "Priest Mitchell is the most outstanding priest among the younger generation of the Holy See! But he is a high-ranking priest in his early 20s, and I heard that he will be promoted to bishop soon. And it is expected to be promoted to Cardinal Archbishop before the age of 30!"

"Hmm." The blond boy responded with some disapproval, and turned a page of the book.On the contrary, Mamen next to him seemed to have remembered something, and his face was very ugly.

Jager also said in admiration: "I heard that although Priest Mitchell is only a high-ranking priest now, he already possesses the holy power of a bishop."

"Oh." The blond boy patted Mamen and pointed to the teacup on the table. Mamen handed the teacup on the table to the blond boy with a dark face, and the blond boy took a sip and handed it back to Mamen. I can obediently put the teacup back on the table.

Asa got angry, patted the table and said, "Are you listening carefully!"

The blond boy looked at him and said, "Isn't the relationship between the mage and the Holy See very bad? Why are you so concerned about the Holy See?"

The Holy See was developed during the first holy war in the second era, and it had developed to the point where it could dominate the entire continent in the third era.

At the very beginning, especially during the first Holy War, the relationship between the Holy See and the mages can be said to be indistinguishable from each other. Who would not believe in God? Everyone is human, right?But the holy war ended and the third era began. After the magic gradually developed to its peak and threatened the status of the Holy See, the Holy See and the mages began to tear their faces apart.

The Holy See declared that the mages were heretics and wanted to annihilate the mages; the mages led people who were dissatisfied with the Holy See to confront the Holy See, and angrily denounced the Holy See for all kinds of misery.The Vatican and the mages completely turned against each other, so a war started. Such a war consumed half of the population of the mainland. The Vatican narrowly defeated the mages by relying on its deep foundation and accumulated power for many years.

This war between the Holy See and the mages also led to the end of an era, and then opened a new era, which is now the fifth era.

Also because of that war, the relationship between the Holy See and the mages was extremely bad. At the beginning of the fifth era, it was even more tit-for-tat. Although the relationship has eased a little now, it is really not friendly.This is also the reason why the church on College Island is so majestic and majestic but cannot accumulate any holy light. When a church is built on the mage's site, the mage will not demolish it because the mage believes in God. Praying in front of you?

It's no wonder they don't fight!

Asa shrugged and said, "I can't help it. The Holy See is too powerful to pay attention to it. Who can leave the Holy Light? They are all the messengers of our God."

According to the official statement, only those chosen by God can have the holy light, and only the holy light can heal the soul and drive away the darkness.

Heyman smiled and said, "Not every priest is a bad person. Priest Mitchell and Mentor Winters have a very good relationship, and they often communicate with each other."

The blond boy lowered his eyes slightly, thoughtful.

"Well, enough rest!" Asa stretched his waist, and said to Jager energetically, "Let's go, let's go to the practice field. It's almost time for the game."

The blond boy asked casually, "What game?"

"You don't know?" Heyman looked at the blond boy in surprise.

The blond boy tilted his head: "I have to know?" His righteousness was outrageous.

So the three teenagers took the blond boy to teach him science.

There is a competition every three years in the academy island, and all the academies must participate. There are many events in this competition, ranging from magic and martial arts to chess, which is very grand and exaggerated.And in the few days of the competition, there will be countless big figures invited to watch the game, professional big shots such as magic sages, martial sages, and alchemists, as well as some big shots from various countries, and even missions from the Holy See will be invited to participate.Just to show their faces in front of those big shots is enough for the students to fight to the death.

Of course, not all small fish and shrimps can show their faces in front of those big figures. Each academy will have a certain number of participants. Only the best winners after the academy's internal competition can have the honor of representing the academy to participate in the competition.The Rockefeller Academy of Magic and Martial Arts is the number one academy in the mainland. There are already many favored children, and the competition within the school is even more intense and exciting, no less than a formal competition.

Of course, there are competitions within the college every year, but the college island competition every three years can arouse the fighting spirit and tension of the students.

For the first graders like Asa who said that they want to participate in the competition, it is just a soy sauce, play and accumulate experience. No one expects to be able to beat those seniors who are already full-time professionals in the sixth and seventh grades in the first grade. them.

After learning about it, the blond boy waved his hand to let them go to practice, and the typical way is to throw it away after use.

Mamen sat on the sofa dangling her two calves, her cute and evil face was full of malice: "You don't want to participate in that competition? Don't you guys in the heaven love to grab the limelight and win the first place?"

The blond boy glanced at him, "It seems that you haven't learned how to behave?"

Mammon shut up angrily.

Turning the pages of the book again, the blond boy thought, look for a book about alchemy props tomorrow, it would be better to make an alchemy prop that can cover up the dark aura of mammon as soon as possible.Well, is it better to buy one?

"Alchemy props that cover up the magical aura?" Enos was a little surprised, thought for a while, and said, "There are, but they are very few, and they are all expensive. Why are you suddenly interested in this?"

"Oh, I saw it in a book, and I'm a little curious." The blond boy said lightly, "Master, do you know any books about this kind of thing?"

"Then wait a minute and I'll write you a list. Have you finished reading the book I asked you to read a few days ago? Is there anything you don't understand? Do you understand everything? Then I'll test you."

Finding that the blond boy could easily understand the contents of those books, Enos was amazed. Those books were required reading for the fourth grade in the Alchemy Department, and even some fifth and sixth graders couldn't understand those books. content, this child is only 12 years old...

The blond boy wouldn't tell Enos that he finished reading those books in half a day┑(￣Д￣)┍.

The master and apprentice sat facing each other, with two cups of tea on the table, and a book in each hand, chatting without saying a word.

"Yar, the college competition is about to start, have you signed up yet?"

"No."

"Hey, why, why don't you sign up for a name and have fun?"

"Too lazy to go."

"Okay...oh, by the way, I heard that Cecil hasn't been to the library these days...uh, I didn't say anything."

The mentioned young man in the light blue robe was drinking tea with a certain priest in the backyard of the church.

Putting down the teacup, Cecil pondered: "So, the Knight Commander of the Knights Templar will come to watch this competition?"

"Well." Mitchell looked a little worried, "He happened to be passing by here, and he said he wanted to come and see it when he heard that the competition was going to be held."

Seeing the gloomy clouds on Mitchell's face, Cecil comforted him: "Now the Holy See is repairing the relationship with the Ministry of Magic Guild. If you want to come to the Knight Commander of the Knights Templar, you will be worried about what you will do in the competition."

"No, I'm not worried about the Templar Commander." Mitchell smiled helplessly: "How should I put it, the Templar Commander is upright and kind, brave and fearless, and has no bias against mages, the Templar They are more obedient to the knight's long words."

"Then what are you worried about?"

"I don't know either." Mitchell rubbed the center of his brows, and said with a wry smile: "Ever since I heard that the Templar Commander was coming, I've had a bad premonition in my heart. I've been praying to my god, but my heart has become more and more uneasy. .”

Cecil comforted in a warm voice: "Maybe you are too nervous and have an illusion? Take it easy, friend, my god will bless you."

Mitchell pressed his chest subconsciously, and after feeling the warm and holy light in his body, the worries on Mitchell's face dissipated a lot, and he smiled devoutly: "Yes, and may my god bless you, Cecil ,my friend."

Cecil looked at the holy and handsome priest opposite, slightly pursed his lips, and the smile of the usually gentle young man was actually a bit bitter at this moment.

Father God, which one is you?

Somewhere near Academy Island, a group of knights in white armor stopped to rest in a small forest.

"How far is it from Academy Island?"

A knight said respectfully: "There are still three days left."

"Three days... I heard that Mitchell is on that college island?"

"Yes, the letter sent to the church on College Island a few days ago was answered by Priest Mitchell."

"I haven't seen Mitchell for a long time, and now we can have a good reunion. I wonder if there is anything delicious in Mitchell's place."

"My God teaches us not to be greedy for food and drink, Your Excellency the Knight Commander."

His long fiery red hair was tied up high, unlike other knights with dark, fair skin. The Templar Captain didn't wear any armor. With a rapier, his figure was even thinner and slender, but this did not prevent the paladins from turning their adoring eyes to their too thin and young Templar Commander.

The templar with long fiery red hair laughed, full of vigor and vigor like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, he complained: "Claude, you are too old-fashioned, you have to restrain me for my hobby of eating. .”

The author has something to say:

Ahem, I believe that with such an obvious hint, the girls will know who it is.

No way, the author has too much brains┑(￣Д￣)┍

By the way, I didn't expect a girl to guess it right, it's too boring! (⊙o⊙)!

Hey, but there are still many girls who didn't guess it (づ￣3￣)づ

The scumbag author said that he was not secretly laughing