After the painful training, Wilde grew up.

He didn't know how he survived. He got injections every morning, ate, trained, trained, trained, trained, trained, trained, trained... the whole day was training!

Fighting and shooting are just the most basic knowledge. The teacher actually shows them how to perform rituals and quickly do some magical things.

This was also the first time Wilde saw something that happened in these books. Before that, he always thought it was just a legend-the teacher lit a candle and said a few random prayers, and the light came on.

It is said that using ritual-specific light candles, the brightness can reach the level of flash bombs and is completely controllable!

This class was taught once, and then there was other content. Every day was different. Wilde kept accepting new knowledge and tried his best to grasp these things, but in the end most of what he got was broken.

The legion did not want to teach them anything at all, it seemed to just ask them to be familiar with it, and it seemed to be just perfunctory. These people looked at them with indifference... This word does not seem to be accurate. It should be...

····numbness.

Yes, it seems that history that has already been repeated is happening again. How many batches of students were there before him? Wilde did not consider this issue!

His dream came true.

He really came to a place far away from his mother, and had the opportunity to become a hero, but the heavy pressure and unspeakable burden made him breathless. The closer he got to the reality he once wanted to know, the more terrified Wilde became.

, he even had the idea of ​​​​escape!

But in an instant, he was dismissed by himself.

Wilde did not allow himself to escape again. Escape was not what a hero would do. He would definitely bear the consequences of his choice. In this way, a month was over in the blink of an eye.

The person who appeared in front of them again was not the instructor at the beginning, but a man with a long face. However, the eyes of both of them were very similar, empty and lifeless. Everyone here had this kind of eyes.

"Well... you have passed the test and studied for a month. From now on, you will become an official warrior. Congratulations."

The officer clapped his hands symbolically, but no one responded and the scene was cold.

This joke is not funny.

"The next step is the task, and someone will take you to carry it out, above."

Wilde was very familiar with this perfunctory tone. There was no one he knew around him, but standing here, he no longer felt out of place at first.

The team that was about to carry out the mission found him, and without any nonsense, they were ready to carry out the mission immediately!

Wilde was handed a gun, and there was no conversation during the process. Inexplicably, Wilde had the feeling that he was going to be cannon fodder, which was completely different from what he imagined.

"that······"

"What?" His teammates had a very unkind and indifferent attitude.

"Don't you have a better weapon?"

The man looked at Wilde deeply, lowered his head and maintained the firearm: "A mere newcomer wants to use a heavy fire weapon. Do you think you have this authority?"

"No, I mean something more occult, ritual magic?"

"Ah -" his teammates showed a look of understanding, "There is that one, but it can't be used now."

Able to communicate! Wilde was in high spirits. He wanted to have a good relationship with these people, so he was very enthusiastic.

"Excuse me, what is our mission?"

"You don't need to know, recruit, just shut up and do it." The man driving in front startled him with a harsh tone.

Wilde was puzzled: "I don't know the content of the task, how should I do it?"

Squeak——

The man slammed on the brakes and the wheels made a screeching sound. He turned around and pressed Wilde's head against the armchair. The cold and heavy barrel of the gun pressed against his temple, making Wilde's blood freeze.

"You can't hear what I say, can you?"

Wilde's face turned pale and he was muttering speechless. Killing intent flashed in the captain's eyes, and his finger on the trigger was slightly bent...

"Captain, the mission is in progress, please don't stop."

"...Okay, but you'd better think clearly, there will be no good results in getting involved with these people."

There was no deliberate threat. The man regained his posture. Wilde escaped from the edge of death and vomited crazily. This man really dared to kill him!

How could this happen? Aren't they teammates?

What did you say wrong?

"Madman... you are madman!"

"We are not crazy, newcomer. You really need to know the mission. We were negligent."

"You get so angry because of your negligence that you put a gun to someone's head? Your way of apologizing is really special."

"Control your emotions, otherwise your death will be in vain. Do you know what the proportion of newcomers die in the car because they provoke their seniors?"

Wilde didn't want to, it was just a human stress reaction after extreme fear. He almost died, it was so meaningless...

Crazy, a bunch of crazy!

"Do you have names?"

"You don't need to know."

"Then tell me what I can know."

The man who was the kindest to him in the team responded patiently: "My code name is 021. If you don't like numbers, just give me one yourself. This mission is to investigate suspicious residents in the inner area. You just need to know that our

The enemy may be a follower of the evil god."

"Aren't there followers of the evil god every year?" Wilde was confused.

21's eyes were full of profound meaning. Wilde was extremely irritated when he was looked at. This kind of eyes again reminded himself that you are the only one who knows nothing.

He was left behind.

"Just like the rituals we have mastered, the true believers of the evil god are difficult opponents, and they can hide in the inner city. I'm afraid they have a lot of background. This time it is just an investigation. The target's information is here, you can take a look."

The captain suddenly roared: "21! How dare you leak information!"

21 looked calm: "Captain Heros, the newcomer is our team member. This is internal information and is not considered a leak."

"You...forget it, you can do your own thing!"

Wilde looked at the information that was stubbornly handed to his hand, gave 21 a complicated look, took a deep breath to suppress the warm emotions in his heart, and turned the first page seriously.

He couldn't help but read out the above content: "Suspected Person..."

"The suspected person, Chen Ke, currently lives at the intersection of Huaxi Street North and runs a flower shop and cake shop. He is a kind man and has an excellent reputation. He is 23 years old and has no bad habits. He often visits the city center library.

Concurrently serving as Honorary Professor of the Royal Academy of Kings."
Chapter completed!