The Last Dark King

Inexplicably, Rhodes thought of the devoured soul in his dream, and a chill suddenly filled his heart.

If possible, Rhodes would want to retreat now.

But this is impossible. The temporary inability to recover his memory means that he is always in great and unstable danger.

And Jinworth College is so important, becoming its student can give you a certain level of protection.

Not only that, he might be able to find the answer to the strange words in the dream at Jinworth College.

All things considered, this is indeed his best choice.

Rhodes felt uneasy, not knowing what the future was waiting for him.

After a while, the aunt stopped in front of a high wall, and a man wearing a red suit stopped her.

This was also the first person Rhodes saw in the royal city.

"Yuser, the last trial of fire is underway, and you are not allowed to come near here."

User smiled broadly.

"Gawain, don't I allow it too?"

"No one is allowed."

"what about this?"

Rhodes clearly saw Aunt stuffing something into his hand.

But he still shook his head: "Yuser, this is a matter of principle. The children here are our hope for the future. Although I believe you, I still can't let you in."

Uther smiled and said: "Gawain, you misunderstood. I just want you to send this child in and let him participate in the final trial."

"No, this is against the rules. The trial of fire strictly consists of an initial test, a second test, and a final test. You cannot skip the first two links."

"He passed the preliminary and retests."

"Who measured it?"

"I."

"Where's the trial certificate?"

"Here." User wrote a copy to him on the spot.

"...Do you think I'm an idiot?"

A surprised expression appeared on User's big disk-like face: "Isn't it?"

Gawain's face suddenly darkened, and Aunt Uther forced her handwritten certificate to him, and said with a smile: "Gawain, you should know my abilities, bright light characteristics, fifth-level psychic ability, the best among graduates in the same period. Excellent, with perfect scores in three subjects and twelve subjects, one of the thirty-two central healers of the Healing Order, and was selected as the most beautiful woman in Rose Street. Of course, I won’t mention these little things.”

"I just want to tell you that the person I tested will definitely not be wrong. He will be a seed of fire, will bloom brilliantly, and will light up the future with us."

Gawain obviously seemed hesitant. He couldn't find a new way to say it, so he could only repeat: "But this is against the rules."

Yose stuffed a large handful of silver shiny things into his hand: "Does it fit?"

Gawain's expression became serious: "No, I am fair and honest, and my conduct is very noble."

Uther sighed and filled his other hand.

"But I can't just watch a fire that was about to be ignited go out. Leave this matter to me."

"Stop dawdling, time is running out, get him in quickly. Once the Holy Grail of Fire is extinguished, it will take next year to rekindle it."

Gawain immediately picked up Rhodes, held him under his ribs, turned around and ran towards the corridor under the high wall.

Aunt Youser shouted from behind: "Little guy, remember to go back to the Youser Medical Center when you have time. I will cure you."

Before Rhodes could reply, his eyes dimmed and he entered the corridor.

The corridor was very long and narrow and had a high slope, but Gawain, who was just and honest, walked on level ground and quickly sent him out of the corridor.

Strong light spurted out, and it took Rhodes several seconds to adapt.

This is a very large, very bright square.

There were many young men and women about his age standing in the square, neatly arranged in a square formation.

Directly in front is a grand palace-like building with a rough style, no detailed decorations, and no fine carvings. Each component is ten times the size of a normal building, and it is very grand.

There were many adults also wearing red trousers around him. One of them with a crown on his face came towards him and asked.

"Gawain, who is this? Why aren't you at your post?"

Gawain bowed slightly.

"Your Excellency, Chief Priest, this child has delayed the time. I will send him in."

The chief priest was a tall, thin and sinister man. His eagle-like gaze immediately stared at Rhodes' face and asked coldly: "Who is the examiner? Where is the trial certificate?"

"Uther Ironthorn of Rose Street."

Gawain handed over her handwritten trial certificate with both hands.

The chief priest only glanced at them, then waved and said: "Arrange them in the first queue." He turned and walked away.

Gawain led Rhodes to a queue at the front and left.

There was a slight commotion in the team, and the boys and girls turned their curious eyes to look at the new uninvited guest.

Rhodes gave them a friendly smile and received a gasp.

Although no one spoke, from their shining eyes, Rhodes saw emotions such as exclamation, envy, surprise, jealousy, etc., but there was no hatred or numbness. It was a completely normal mentality of teenagers and girls.

This may seem ordinary, but it is extremely unusual.

Just like the first reaction of children in war-torn areas when hearing the sound of firecrackers is to hide under the table, children in peaceful areas run to watch the excitement.

The environment has a huge impact on people, especially children.

And for a young man who grew up in this kingdom that was always facing powerful external threats and never saw the light of day all year round, it was an incredible miracle that he could be like a normal person.

"There must be something unusual about this human polity."

Rhodes thought about it and didn't pay much attention to their looks.

Now that he has only passed a small level, he still doesn’t know what the final test will be like.

Everything is a small matter before one's own safety and destiny.

After a while, a priest in a red cloak came over and said loudly: "Team 1, enter the candidate room."

There was a small amount of commotion in the quiet square, and the teenagers in the first team seemed extremely excited. They followed Priest Hong Doufeng into the tall palace.

The interior of the palace is very wide, the ceiling is too high to be seen, and the flames burning on the stone pillars disperse every shadow.

The priest took them to a side hall and said: "The final trial of the trial of fire is about to begin. When the trumpet sounds, you will step into the main hall and touch the Holy Grail of Fire one by one according to the order of the chief priest. Do you understand?"

"I understand." The teenagers replied in unison.

The priest nodded, turned and left the side hall, leaving only the boys and girls in this room.

They looked at each other, their eyes sparkling with curiosity.

A small buzzing sound soon appeared, like a classroom after the homeroom teacher left.

The teenagers could not contain their excitement and eagerly wanted to communicate with the people around them.

Within a moment, the side hall became crowded with people.

They excitedly exchanged everything they saw and heard, exchanged all the information they knew, and imagined the future they expected.

"...I heard that the city defense army is going to expand. You don't need to be at a high level to join. Level 9 combatants can get a weekly salary of 800."

"But the city defense army has requirements for soul characteristics. What if yours is not the same?"

"Then I will join the Expedition Corps, and the salary will be twice as high. In a few years, I can bring my parents uptown, live in a big house, and light a big spiritual lamp."

"The casualty rate of the expedition army is very high..."

"The pension is also high."

…

"Hey, did you know? Qianhu Town is haunted by ghosts again."

"No, the price of meat is going to increase again?"

…

"What if the soul is not ignited?"

"It's impossible. The first two tests have already done a comprehensive test on our souls. Even if we can't become spiritual fires, there will be no problem with sparks."

"But I heard from my brother that many people failed in the final exam."

"They must have jumped the queue or cheated. This is the stupidest thing. No one can deceive Huo. They are deceiving themselves."

…

Rhodes listened quietly.

This is the best way to get information that will help him learn about the kingdom quickly.

Suddenly, a beautiful girl wearing long leather boots, a beige dress, and dazzling blond hair came to him and extended her hand generously.

"Good day, I am Kassan from Mibol. Nice to meet you. My dream is to join the Knights and become an elite Ghost Knight."

There was a small exclamation around, as if this was a very high goal.

Rhodes blinked and had no choice but to stand up, hold her white and slender little hand, and imitate her way of speaking.

"...Good day, I am...er, Rod from Red Rock Village. Nice to meet you."

After speaking, he was about to sit down, but found that the blonde girl Kashan was holding his hand. Her smooth little hands were very strong, and her light blue eyes were staring at him.

"You haven't told me your dream yet."

Rhodes scratched his head: "I have lost my memory. I don't even understand what you said."

This sentence attracted a lot of attention in an instant.

"Amnesia? Can the healing nun cure it?"

"Wow... an innocent and beautiful boy who has lost his memory!"

Kashan's eyes flashed and she spoke with a slightly brisk tone.

"Let me tell you briefly. I hope to hear your choice."

"Once we become cadets at Kingworth Academy, we automatically gain combatant reserve status. The vast majority of cadets will become combatants after graduation, and a few will become support personnel or production personnel."

"Generally speaking, there are five legions that we can enter, namely the city defense legion, the campaign legion, the survey legion, the knights, and the night watch legion."

"The city defense corps, the expedition corps, and the survey corps are the three main corps, and the night watchman corps is a special corps."

"And the Knights are the smallest and most elite legion."

Kashan stared at Rhodes with gleaming eyes, and the answer she wanted to hear was self-evident.

Rhodes also followed the good deeds.

"Knights."

A little smile appeared on Kashan's delicate face.

"I'm glad that our choices are the same. My mother is the central healer of the Healing Order. She may be able to cure your amnesia."

Rhodes didn't pay much attention to it. Aunt User was also a central healer and couldn't cure it, but multiple approaches were always good.

"Thanks."

Kashan said slightly arrogantly: "You're welcome."

She turned and left.

Rhodes breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to continue listening, he saw six or seven girls gathered around him in the blink of an eye.

Judging from the way their eyes were shining, it was obvious that they had some evil intentions and were lusting after his body.

In the past, Rhodes would have been happy to quarrel with other scholars, show his prowess, welcome people from all walks of life, and teach them all.

But now, he was in no mood to tangle with them. From the corner of his eye, he saw a gray-haired boy sitting alone in the corner, so he walked up and stretched out his hand.

"Good day, I'm Rhodes from Red Rock Village. Can I meet you?"

There was unspeakable disappointment on the faces of the girls, while the gray-haired boy had an expression of surprise for a moment.

He hurriedly stood up and held Rhodes' hand, so excited that he was a little incoherent.

"Dang, of course, I am from Black Bull Village... No, no, Wayne from Black Bull Village, nice to meet you."

Rhodes smiled and said: "Brother, don't be nervous, we are just chatting. I have lost my memory and can't remember many things. Can you tell me about it?"

The gray-haired boy Wayne muttered: "But...but I don't know much. There hasn't been a fire bearer in Heiniu Village for ten years. They all know more than me..."

"It's okay, just chat. Maybe everything you say is new to me."

"Um."

Wayne agreed, suddenly became happy, and agreed even harder.

For the next short period of time, Rhodes thought, listened, and chatted.

Of course, he still listened most of the time, only occasionally asking questions or making cooperative exclamations.

To his delight, this gray-haired boy knew much more than he thought, and his explanation was very basic, which was very suitable for a novice like him who knew nothing.

The gray-haired boy Wayne was also very happy. He never thought that anyone would be interested in these corny things he told.

Well, chatting must be the most interesting thing in the world.

Wayne struggled to remember how he felt when he was exposed to this information, trying to tell what he already knew from the perspective of a man with complete amnesia.

This approach achieved very good results, and Rhodes even put most of his energy into the conversation with him in the end.

Just as Rhodes was quickly getting information, a fat man with red hair came over, glanced at them, and said in an arrogant tone.

"Don't be with that country bumpkin from Black Cow Village. Rod, you will soon know that there will be a huge gap between fire bearers. Friends are very important. Follow me. I am Manolo Bana. Human feces.”

He raised his chin as if waiting for Rhodes' exclamation.

Rhodes almost suspected that he heard it wrong, biting his tongue and repeated the pronunciation.

"Human...feces?"

What does it mean? Did you specifically emphasize that you are human feces and not some other feces?