Chapter 391 Loren's Stress Response to the Black and Green Color Scheme
The gate in front of the void portal is also the last safety level.
"Due to the absolute strictness of the prison, even if a trainee prison guard encounters a life threat at an intermediate level, he may not be rescued. If he is seriously injured, disabled, or killed due to lack of ability, the prison will not be responsible. These terms are what you should use when applying for internship projects. Everyone has signed the notification form, are you sure?"
The prison guard wearing a Herrom uniform stared at the students headed by Hyperion with a solemn expression, holding a stack of documents in his hand and said.
"no problem."
Hyperion confirmed.
Soon, the poet who was half a beat too slow also nodded.
"Is she really here for the internship assessment?"
The prison guard glanced at the five students, staring at the black-haired and green-eyed poet with disdain and said.
The leader, Miss Miriam Milford, is obviously the captain, and the three silent students behind them all look quite powerful, with a chilling and strange temperament about them, but the one next to her is the weakest. The girl with black hair and green eyes looks a bit like she hasn't woken up.
But this girl is particularly conspicuous, making people's eyes unconsciously want to stay on her for half a moment.
"That's just the way she is, it's okay."
Hyperion sighed.
At this moment, the poet of great love beside her is wearing a dark mask. The confining mask-like structure locks her jaw tightly, which can weaken the effect of the music magic and the spiritual magic emitted by itself to a certain extent, so as not to let her This body seriously disturbs other people's minds when it opens its mouth.
However, once she doesn't speak, even if she doesn't think about anything, her eyes are gentle and bright, clearer than the green spring water, as if she has natural love for everything in the world.
When she occasionally moved her gaze, her hair and skirt swayed slightly, and the unique floral fragrance on her body was like a lingering short song in summer, and the rustling mountain wind in autumn swept through her heart and mind.
The confinement mask adds a sense of unbridled ferocity and danger to her, and her demeanor still strongly demonstrates that she is a rare beauty in the world. This just right sense of mystery makes people want to explore her appearance.
In response to the prison guard's doubts and overly focused gaze on the black-haired, green-eyed poet, the three overlord priests behind Hyperion all rolled their eyes and stared blankly at the prison guard, making the prison guard's spine tremble. I felt chills consciously and stopped talking subconsciously.
"... Just make sure you understand the risks."
The prison guard immediately understood that this girl with black hair and green eyes was the real core, and was revered and protected like a princess by the three people behind.
"..."
Hyperion looked back at the three people, speechless.
These three people are all confidants trained by the Overlord Catholic Church. They are also the elite soldiers of the Overlord branch. They thought that Hyperion was also from their Overlord branch. Under the order of the bishop, they came to pretend to be Protos Royal Academy of Magic. A third grader who assists Hyperion and the Great Love Poet.
It should be a very happy thing for Hyperion to have three elite fifth-level thugs who take orders from her.
But the problem is that the day before departure, Lan Qi first prepared for them the new identities of the Snowfield Province and the Protos Royal Magic students. Then Lan Qi and the poet Da Ai gave these three direct soldiers a short-term training. Adaptive sprint training.
Now the eyes of the three of them are a bit wrong.
In addition to loyalty, indifference, there is also a hint of chaotic fanaticism, as if the spiritual network has been synchronized and can dedicate everything to the mother of the Overlord Catholic Church and the Overlord Son.
This reminded Hyperion again of the five members of the team of fighters from Icerite Academy, and she even felt that the three guys behind her were even more terrifying.
Having said that, the five members of the Fighter Team are still being transformed on the basis of normal and honest students...
And these three direct soldiers themselves are the elite foundation of the Resurrection Church.
Hyperion couldn't imagine how far they had evolved.
The prison guard said nothing more and released a few people so that they could leave the base level as soon as possible and enter the negative level of the prison.
Obviously these five students all looked human, and the thorough tests in Helrom Prison showed that they were pure humans. However, the prison guards felt that they were an elite team composed of five demons.
Hyperion looked at the prison guard's eyes and felt that her citizenship had been deprived of her citizenship inexplicably. She didn't want to be embarrassed anymore, so she quickly led the poet and two female and one male direct soldiers through the checkpoint and stepped into the deep The void portal on the purple water.
Suddenly, this invisible pulling force seemed to draw the body of the visitor into an endless unknown world. With a brief sound, the disappearance of sight and a sudden acceleration of weightlessness, they seemed to fall from the air until they decelerated smoothly. Finally came to a brand new underground world.
…
At the same time, the distant southern continent.
Kingdom of Hutton, capital of Icerita.
In spring, as the winter frost completely melted away, Icerite College ushered in the first ray of sunshine in the morning. The morning glow spread gently across the sky, like the colors carefully swayed by an artist.
The buildings of the Sage's Courtyard wake up in the morning light, and the dew drops flicker on the windowsill, as if every drop contains the breath of spring.
On the fifth floor of the main building of the Sage Academy, Loren leaned leisurely in the office, quietly looking out the window at the beautiful campus scene.
The new semester has already started for a month, but he always feels that this semester is much calmer than the last semester.
Every day is quite relaxing and comfortable.
I don't know what the difference is.
Although there are still some rumors about him in the school occasionally, they are not as outrageous as before.
"Oh, is there another new high-level clergyman who is about to complete the assessment? That's great news."
Loren suddenly seemed to sense something. He closed his eyes on the chair, and used divine magic to roughly sense the distant situation, and took a sip of coffee from time to time.
In the perspective space beyond the dimension, the person participating in the assessment was a black-haired aristocratic student.
Loren felt that she was a little familiar, but he had never seen her before.
"Is it the priest of the chosen saint Artemis this time..."
Loren had never seen this prison, but judging from the text of the scene, it should be in Helrom, the imperial capital of the Protoss Empire.
He soon analyzed the situation clearly. It should be a priest of the Kingdom of Esertlan, disguised as a noble of the Protoss Empire, and went to the Helrom Prison to perform an important task.
The closest to the Protoss Empire is only Artemis stationed in the Kingdom of Esertlan.
In the Northern Continent, the only people who can recognize this level of priesthood mission, besides the Chosen Saint, are the Chief Judge, but the Chief Judge is probably still in the Disaster Service Land.
In addition to the Chosen Saint who came here first, a blurry light and shadow soon appeared on the other side.
They occupied the four corners and could not communicate, and even their figures were just composed of light balls.
Although it was just an outline, the light and shadow that appeared in this space nodded to him, and Loren also returned the greeting.
That was the Paladin Headquarters of the Goddess of Destiny in the Kingdom of Canberra in the Southern Continent. He and Loren respected each other very much, and they were rare gentlemen. Even though Loren had never seen the true appearance of the Paladin Headquarters under the armor, he believed that the Paladin Headquarters was a noble comrade with the same ideals.
It was not until a long time later that the last supervisor of the assessment appeared.
The Chief Judge took a look and he disappeared again.
The meaning should be to confirm that the other three were there, so he could leave with peace of mind.
"..."
None of the three expressed any thoughts, but continued to pay attention to this assessment.
Although this test was unexpected for the high priest and the chief of the paladins on the southern continent, they knew that the northern continent had a major need just by seeing the Helrom Prison, so they sent priests to the prison to perform extremely dangerous tasks.
Loren always felt that this priest looked more and more familiar, but he couldn't tell why.
Then, when he noticed the woman next to the priest being tested -
Although she was wearing a mask, only her eyebrows and eyes could be seen under her black hair.
But her color matching made Loren's hand holding the cup ring tremble.
Now when Loren looks at the shadow world of students, he will subconsciously feel something is wrong as long as he finds black and green! He is afraid that the clergy will be contaminated.
The female priest being tested must be the favorite of Artemis and must not be contaminated! Now there are rumors in Ikerite that Loren is the leader of the cult, and the students he taught brainwashed the priests more cruelly than the Resurrection Church!
Loren took a deep breath, thought about it carefully, and calmed down.
Lanqi is not a girl, and it turns out that he thinks too much.
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