The Dean Has Arrived

"Ah, this false picture of solidarity sickens me."

"You force yourself to smile and growl in the face of the abyss, but you don't know that your expression is like a bereaved dog."

"Because there are more powerful people suppressing above you, so you don't dare to reveal your true heart."

"It's boring, it's really boring."

"Let me drop stones that can stir up waves again in this boring city."

"In this way, even other demon kings have no reason to accuse me."

--Dividing line--

Joyce walked slowly in the corridor hidden in the city wall of Stein.

Every time he took a step, the armor on his body was obviously brand new, but it would make an ear-piercing creaking sound like rusty old armor.

It seemed that it was precisely because of this that he walked so slowly.

But every step was so heavy that other guards could feel the city wall shaking slowly.

"Is that the legendary 'Knight of the Earth', Lord Jones?"

A young guard asked in a low voice, looking at the back of Jones going away.

"Well, one of the original seven heroes, and one of the few superpowers in human beings without magical talent." Another guard with a scar on his face and a rank higher than the former on the leather armor He also whispered in a voice full of reverence: "It is said that even without that armor, he can defeat three wasteland ogres with his bare hands!"

"As expected of a hero, he is really different from little people like us... But I always feel that his armor is too heavy. And the joints seem to be not very flexible, so it will get in the way when fighting?"

The guard before said with some uncertainty.

"Idiot, how do you think Lord Jones got the nickname 'Earth Knight'? It's because of that armor. Don't look at it being so bulky now, it's actually Lord Jones who is exercising his body. Once Once you start fighting, the armor will continuously draw strength from the earth, making Lord Jones infinitely stronger, and you won't get tired even if you fight for three days and three nights!"

The scarred guard with a higher rank scolded his partner softly.

"Sure enough, that armor is also...'Noble Phantasm of Heroes'." The young guard didn't feel sad because of the other party's reprimand, but had a look of longing on his face.

"That's right, it was also created by the great sage. It is a proof and reward for the great achievements of the heroes. It is one of the powerful magic items 'Hero Phantasm'."

The scar guard nodded: "However, because of the imminent war, the recent award of treasured treasures has been much faster than before, and many new treasured treasures are not as magnificent as the previous heroes like Joynes and the others. But Joyce It also gives us a lot of sense of security that the adults can come to help defend, after all, he is a hero certified by the Salvation Army."

"If I can also get a heroic treasure. Maybe I can also become a human hero. Let's leave my footprints in history."

The young guard held his spear. Exclaimed.

In fact, the spears can't be used at all in the corridor, but due to the rules, and the section of the road they inspected also includes the outside. That's why he carried a spear.

"You reversed the condition and the result. It's not 'you can only become a hero if you get a hero's treasure', but 'you can only get a hero's treasure if you become a hero'." The older scar guard immediately corrected.

"I know, I know this kind of thing too, but that's how I feel, instead of giving the hero treasure to those heroes who are already very powerful, why not give it to weak people like us? When it comes to the heroic treasure, it will become more powerful at most, and if we weak people can get it, we can make a strong one, so it is more cost-effective for us to take it."

The young guard muttered unwillingly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the old guard tapped his head with a spear.

"You still don't believe that you are stupid. Except for legends, only those heroes who have taken treasures can go head-to-head with the big devil and the devil in the abyss! What do you want to do with that kind of thing? Do you have an anus with the devil?"

"I'm just talking, just talking, don't be angry..."

Seeing that the other party was angry, the young guard could only explain a few words with a playful smile.

After a pause, he continued: "However, I heard that among the treasured treasures of heroes that the great sage has not issued yet, there is one of the strongest treasures among all... and that treasure is the most powerful among the first two treasures... The sky was stolen, so martial law will remain during this period.”

"Hmph, each of the treasures of the heroes is very powerful, and the power and effect are comparable, so how can there be such a saying as 'the most powerful'. What's more, the guardian of the heroes' treasures is the great sage! It is impossible for an ordinary devil king to steal something from him, it must be spreading rumors! If you don't learn well, and always believe in such rumors, be careful, I will beat you!"

Aside from the young guard who was about to be beaten, Jones had already arrived at the door of a simple house built against the city wall, and gently knocked on the door.

As a result, fingers wrapped in thick iron plates easily knocked a few holes in the door.

He coughed in embarrassment.

"Aesop, the shift time is coming soon..."

After a while, there was a muffled "the door is unlocked" reply from inside.

Joens stretched out his hand and pushed, but the entire door panel was pushed down, and fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

With an embarrassing retraction, Jones walked through the gate and walked into the dilapidated house, which was full of messy things. If ordinary people came in, they might think that this place was just a dump of rubbish.

But Jones knew that these things, which looked like garbage, were actually magic materials that were hard to come by.

Dodging the oncoming one... Uh, probably dried items like salted fish, Jones walked into the inner room shortly.

Different from the dirty and messy environment outside, the inner room is very clean. Countless thick books are stacked orderly on dozens of bookshelves, making the whole space smell of ink and paper.

"Couldn't you just change that armor of yours? The damn sound of it is messing with my thoughts."

Sitting on a red velvet soft chair, a very thin-looking man pointed at Joyce with a quill made of light green dust.

He is Aesop, a great magician.

"This is a heroic treasure bestowed by the great sage." Joynes knocked on his breastplate and made a loud sound: "It's my honor, how could it be taken off like this!"

"Hmph, only a rusty head like you can make a treasure like the pile of medals in your family, which is worthless except for showing off."

Aesop stroked the ring on his index finger, and the quill in his hand disappeared in an instant: "What I pursue is a higher goal... the truth contained in these treasures!"

"oh."

Joynes, who had long been accustomed to the attitude of the other party, ignored Aesop's passionate speech, agreed casually, and then took off his helmet and planned to hang it on the coat rack first, but the rack was very humane. After sniffing the smell in the helmet, he fled behind the unknown bookshelf...

"Damn it, can't you get a normal coat rack!"

Jones, who was still holding the helmet in his hand, was stunned for a while, and then said angrily, "I hate this kind of unique coat rack."

"If a magician who specializes in alchemy hears you comment on my alchemy creature that already has a certain level of thinking ability, you will definitely be beaten to death."

Aesop replied coldly.

"Let them confront me head-on!"

Joens tucked the helmet under his armpit, and made a vigorous movement with his free right hand: "I can hit ten of those bean sprouts!"

"I guess you came to see me today not just to talk about bean sprouts?"

Aesop sighed and raised his head from a thick magic book.

"And there are still nearly 20 minutes before the shift change time, you came too early."

"The 'Clock of Devouring Time' was stolen." Joyce said seriously with a straight face.

The movement of Aesop's hands stopped.

"Is it the heroic treasure that touches the law of time and can even cause miracles?" He asked in disbelief.

"exactly."

Joyce nodded: "Not only that, it seems that there are people who can publicize this matter, and now there are rumors in the city of Stein."

"I think it's unlikely that someone within the Salvation Army will do something for the 'Time Eater'. After all, they can still distinguish the priorities of the matter now." Aesop frowned slightly.

"The problem is outside the Salvation Army..." Jones said immediately.

"Are you talking about those mercenaries and auxiliary soldiers who make up the numbers?"

Aesop's brows frowned even tighter: "That's a little troublesome."

"Also, I don't think the Salvation Army is monolithic."

Joyce continued, his face darkened a bit: "At least I never thought that St. George and Sandler would defect to the Salvation Army."

"Sandler has his own morals, and it's not a good idea to let him join the wandering funeral. And St. George's head is full of the same old ideas as you. After witnessing the Salvation Army violated his chivalry It's not surprising that he would defect to the Salvation Army after being on the same side..."

Aesop analyzed it very calmly: "And both of them are the kind of people who value honor and the human race more than their own lives. If they weren't manipulated by spiritual magic, they must be the ones they are now. The standpoint is more favorable for human beings, for their own ideas, that's all."

"Even so, betrayal is not something to be admired."

Jones clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "If I know where they are..."

As soon as the words fell, the voice of the guard came from outside the door.

"Mr. Jones, a villager has found traces of former heroes Sandler and St. George!" (To be continued..)