Chapter 29
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"Failed. Why is it like this? The nerves and blood vessels are connected. The implantation should be successful. Why didn't I get the same power as the Knight of Light? Ah ah ah … "
Dean suddenly thought of Rosyard's mutated shoulder. From the experimental records it was obvious that the implantation had failed. However, the words' the same power as the Knight of Light 'surprised Dean. Was the purpose of Rosyard's experiment to turn himself into a Knight of Light? No, to be precise, it was to have the same power as the Knight of Light!
Didn't it mean that the Knight of Light would have the power beyond ordinary people through genetic modification?!
This was definitely an explosive piece of news!
It should be known that genetic modification is an evil technique used by Alchemists. If the Knights of Light are also like this, then the Holy Church behind them is an extremely terrible existence.
Dean's eyes were full of doubt, but he continued to read.
The latter part of the diary recorded Rosyard's experimental experience for more than a decade. After the failure of the experiment Rosyard became cautious. Every time the experiment progressed to success he would find human children as experimental subjects. Once the experiment was successful he would kill the child. Then he would post the results of the experiment to the 'dark church' to get alchemy merits. Once the merits accumulated to a certain level they would be able to upgrade their alchemy level. They would be certified to a higher level and get greater rights and resources.
According to Rosyard's diary the dark church was a huge force composed of alchemists, potioneers, dark puppeteers and other heterodox professions. They were lurking everywhere in the giant wall. The members of the dark church were nobles and poor people. Even the army was infiltrated by the dark church. If the Holy Church was a behemoth standing proudly in the sun then the dark church was a terrible monster lurking in the night!
"Holy Church, Dark Church, giant wall military …" Dean murmured. At present, these three forces were in a tripartite situation in the giant wall. The mysterious magistrate seemed to be detached. He didn't know whether it belonged to the giant wall military or the Holy Church, but at least it didn't belong to the Dark Church.
"I know too little …" Dean sighed. He was at a loss as he didn't know where to go in the future.
He couldn't stand the restrictions if he surrendered to the giant wall military.
He couldn't abandon his faith if he joined the Holy Church.
He couldn't face his conscience if he joined the Dark Church.
From the notes, it could be seen that the various professions of the Dark Church were the same as the scientists of different fields in the old era. However, a group of scientists without laws and moral constraints were no different from the devils.
Dean could not help but feel that it was as difficult as ascending to the sky to climb to the top of the world from a nobody. Even an idea suddenly emerged in his mind: It seemed to be good to live in such an ordinary way.
He thought of the noble girl's sharp words and Jura and her husband's humble attitude in front of the nobles. He also remembered that he almost lost his life in the castle. He gently closed his eyes and asked himself in his heart, "Can I survive if I'm ordinary?" Would he be able to avoid disaster just because he was humble?
No, I can't!
When one's life was threatened, being ordinary and petty would only make one even more powerless to resist!
He slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were unprecedentedly firm. Even if he had to sacrifice his freedom, even if he had to abandon his faith, even if he had to abandon mercy, he had to live well. Even if he had to crawl in the dark quagmire, he had to dig out his own light!
He grabbed the iron sheet on the table and cut his arm. There was a finger-long bright red wound. The pain made him slightly clench his teeth, but his eyes became colder and colder. He secretly said: "Dean, Dean, it's just because of the difficulty that you have given birth to such a cowardly idea. How can you face your parents? How can you face your sister? You have taken up the only chance to survive!"
He clenched his teeth as he looked at the blood flowing from his arm. The pain eroded his brain. He clenched his fists as if to firmly remember the pain. He silently warned himself that no matter what difficulties he would encounter in the future, he would never change his direction. He would never let the world tame him!
Mason and others came back and saw the blood flowing from Dean's arm. They were shocked and quickly sent him to bandage.
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The scavenger training continued.
Time flew. Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
"Dean, the special training is finally over. Today is the coronation ceremony. Finally, we can go home to see our parents." Zach laughed. He was a filial son in the dormitory. Every month he would go back to see his parents. Dean, Mason and Sham would only visit occasionally. Usually, they would write letters to their parents so that they would not worry about them.
Dean smiled. After three years, his appearance had changed a lot. His skin was not as white as before. Instead, it was a healthy wheat color. His height was about 1.6 meters. Compared to his peers, he was very tall. After all, he was only 12 years old this year!
"Hey, our dormitory should be the most special one, all four of us stayed." Mason grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, full of sunshine and hearty.
Sham was tidying up his clothes. He looked up and smiled: "I hope that after we enter the military, we can be assigned together. If we are separated, remember to come to my family's tavern to play. I'll treat you!"
Dean and the other two had already heard the address of his family's tavern. Mason laughed and said: "I will definitely drink your family's money!"
They laughed. At this time, all of them had finished packing up their luggage.
Dean said: "Let's go. It's getting late. Let's go to the drill ground."
The four of them went out and came to the huge drill ground. There were dozens of figures chatting.
Mason sighed: "Three years ago there were more than three hundred people. I didn't expect that now there are only so few left. Gee, it's really lucky that the four of us can graduate together."
"There are still people who haven't come." Sham shrugged: "I have already calculated that the number of graduates is 106."
Zach looked at the woods outside the drill ground: "How come old Tobu brought so many people? Are they here for the coronation ceremony?"
Dean and the others looked and saw Tobu and seven or eight people coming together. They were talking and laughing along the way. These seven or eight people were dressed in bright clothes and had elegant manners. At first glance, they knew that they were nobles or servants who had been influenced by noble etiquette.
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