In the middle of a newly built house made of big spruce wood, the fire pit was burning fiercely with enough firewood, giving out crackling noises from time to time.
Two opened cans were placed on top of the fire pit, heating them up.
After a while, the aroma that followed the heat made Schmidt salivate uncontrollably.
However, the chief officer knew what he had to do at a time like this.
Two long loaves of bread that were sturdier than sticks were pierced by a dagger and placed in the fire pit to heat them up.
"2567, I didn't expect you to know how to build a house!"
Schmidt spun the loaves of bread as he looked at Kieran.
Until now, he still remembered how Kieran had used that scary greatsword to chop down a small patch of spruce wood. Kieran had then shaved off the excess branches and built a wooden house that could shelter him from the wind and keep him warm.
What Schmidt remembered the most was that throughout the whole process, Kieran hadn't used anything other than the greatsword.
However, the wooden house before him was surprisingly sturdy.
Listen to the howling wind outside.
Anything that wasn't sturdy enough would be destroyed.
"I don't know how to build a house, but I know how to build Legos. If it's just a temporary wooden house, most people can do it."
Kieran replied.
"Most people?
Most people can't wield [Arrogant Word] like you can! "
Schmidt raised a brow.
He had experienced the weight of [Arrogant Word] before. He had exerted all his strength in both his hands, yet he couldn't budge the greatsword at all.
As for Kieran?
He wielded the sword with one hand like it was his own arm.
It gave Schmidt a better understanding of the gap between him and Kieran.
No doubt, it made Schmidt feel dejected, since he thought he was a man.
However, the depressing thing was that Kieran, who possessed such strength, wasn't a brute. He used his brain instead.
Something that Schmidt couldn't notice.
Kieran, on the other hand, had expected it.
"I wanted to help at first, but now I've become a burden!"
Schmidt smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"It's just that the way you look at things is different. You're still used to looking at everything from the perspective of an ordinary person or a trial taker. But when you look at things from the perspective of the Holy Church, you'll realize these things. Just like the trial before us, the Holy Church had us experience a certain degree of bravery, justice, wisdom, and compassion. Then, they immediately tossed us a choice between a mission and friendship. So how could the trial that followed be as simple as finding something?"
"This Termination Island isn't big, but it's not small either. With just one or two people, it's impossible to search the whole island in three days, let alone in such bad weather. So, the only way is to cooperate. Let the majority of the trial-takers cooperate. Only then will we be able to get through this crisis! "
"But according to Nicil, only three of us can pass this trial. A large group of people found the item but only three of us can pass. Just thinking about the possible scenarios, I feel like the Holy Church's overseers are up to no good.
"They always ask the trial-takers to make a choice between 'conscience' and 'interests' again and again, but they never tell them which is more important, 'conscience' or 'interests'. They only let the trial-takers decide for themselves. I wouldn't be surprised at all if there was a great reversal in the last segment."
Kieran patted Schmidt's shoulder to comfort him when he saw the bitter smile on Schmidt's face. Kieran then ignored the burning fire and took out two hot cans of food.
One for himself and one for Schmidt.
"Yea!
What's more despicable is, the Holy Church's overseers have revealed that they value conscience more in the previous trials. It will surely affect the trial-takers' choices.
I don't know what the right thing to do now! "
Schmidt passed a piece of bread to Kieran and took a big bite out of it, ignoring the heat in his mouth. He said in a dissatisfied tone as he chewed on the bread.
"Don't worry, you're not the only one who doesn't know. I'm sure most of the trial-takers are having a headache right now.
Besides, if I'm from the Sanctuary, I'll be even more extreme. I'll force the trial-takers to cooperate with me and force them to a duel! "
Kieran then took the bread, dipped it into the beef gravy and swallowed it whole.
Instantly, the thick beef fat bloomed on the tip of Kieran's tongue. The gravy that was mixed with the rich meat aroma burst out under Kieran's teeth as he chewed. It made Kieran take another bite. This time, he didn't dip it into the gravy but the burnt taste of the wheat made Kieran squint his eyes.
Then, a piece of cooked and hot beef was put into Kieran's mouth.
In this cold weather where the north wind was howling and water would turn to ice, even the canned beef made Kieran grunt in satisfaction.
Schmidt looked at Kieran's face as he enjoyed the food.
He couldn't help but look down at the bread and the canned beef in his hand, trying to imitate Kieran's actions. However, the taste wasn't as good as he had imagined.
"These two things came from my backpack and I was the one who heated them up!"
Schmidt thought in a puzzled manner.
He really wanted to exchange food with Kieran, he wanted to see if there was any accident that made the food in Kieran's hand taste so good.
However, due to his upbringing, Schmidt suppressed his strong desire.
In order to divert his attention, Schmidt couldn't help but ask Kieran.
"2567, you mentioned that the trial-goers had to work together, right?
It's simple, just place some creatures around the scroll that can only be defeated by the trial-goers working together. Given the Sanctuary's forces, it's too easy for them to do that!
"And this is also our chance!"
Kieran said slowly after he tilted his head back and poured all the beef in the canned beef into his mouth.
"Chance?"
Schmidt couldn't understand.
Nicil also couldn't understand.
As the examiner of the trial, Nicil couldn't help but gasp when he saw the arrangement that Smulder suddenly added.
Nicil contacted Smulder without a second thought.
When Smulder's mirage appeared on the crystal ball, Nicil shouted in exasperation.
"Smulder! Are you out of your mind?
"You bastard, do you know how many of these Trial Takers will lose their lives because of your sudden arrangement?"
"You murderer, I will report you to the Three Great Deacons!"
Nicil's shout echoed in the wooden hut.
However, Smulder didn't care about it at all.
"As you wish!"
Then, Smulder's figure vanished.
The infuriated Nicil unconsciously picked up the crystal ball and wanted to smash it on the ground.
However, the moment the crystal ball left his hand, Nicil hugged it back tightly, showing a reluctant face.
"I can't smash my things because of that bastard, it's too much of a loss!
Even if I have to smash it, I will smash it on him!
But, although that bastard is usually arrogant and wild, he shouldn't have done something this crazy … "
"Could it be?"
Suddenly, Nicil thought of Kieran.
Nicil's face changed right away.
"That bastard isn't trying to use his position to avenge his personal grudge, is he?
What happened between him and Nikorei is in the past.
It shouldn't be possible, right?
Hmm, it shouldn't be possible!
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