"Okay, then you may not know that these people were the first to be -"

But Thales' words came in again:

"They were the first knights who originated in the north before the empire era, and they were the first to awaken to extraordinary power."

The young Duke watched the fierce fight between the two men carefully, as if he was reciting it unintentionally, with a lingering aftertaste.

Mallos was speechless again.

The watchman had to cough:

"Speaking of extraordinary power——"

"Through them, extraordinary power spreads among humans." Thales took over his words faintly:

"In wars with alien races such as the Battle of Saints and the Battle of Survival, they shined brilliantly, won victories, expanded and refined their immature extraordinary powers, and explored the boundaries and future of human potential."

Thales turned his head, looked at Mallos who looked unhappy, and kept talking:

"So, they gathered elites, gradually formed groups, and built their own creed and organization."

"It's for the 'Knight Temple'."

Thales took a deep breath, as if inhaling the scent of ink on a book:

"For thousands of years, it was the noble holy land of human martial arts and the sacred source of chivalry."

Mallos was stunned for a few seconds, a little caught off guard.

"Where did you hear that?"

Thales smiled:

"The north, to be precise, is the book collection of the Walton family in Longxiao City, "The Light of Humanity - The Beginning and End of the Knights Temple"."

Mallos pursed his lips.

The Yankee Book Collection.

The beginning and end of the temple.

Well, since we only go to the temple...

The watchman, who was interrupted again, cleared his throat displeasedly:

"Okay, but the glory of the Knights Temple will return to glory, but times have changed, until-"

"Until the Final Battle."

Thales's voice sounded again at an inappropriate time:

"Seven hundred years ago, the entire Knights Temple army was mobilized to fight against the disaster. In the end, there were heavy casualties, and not even one out of ten was left alive."

"Even the temple itself was destroyed and difficult to rebuild."

Under Marius's unbelievable expression, the prince's words were full of nostalgia for the past and the present:

"In the end, the survivors of the Knights Temple traveled far away and built a legendary tower."

"In that high tower, they inherited the legacy of their knight ancestors, collected, refined, and taught extraordinary powers—after that, they were called the Power of Ending. They spread various martial arts and guarded the hope of mankind."

"It's what's so famous today..."

"Tower of the End."

After saying this, Thales breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Mallos with a smile, who was interrupted several times by him:

"So, Nexi should be a student of the Tower of the End."

Mallos said nothing.

Thales blinked:

"What's wrong?"

Mallos looked at him gloomily:

"I'm waiting."

"Let's see what else you have to say?"

Thales raised his eyebrows:

"Well, there should be no more."

The prince looked happily at Mallos's deflated expression:

"Can you please correct me if I'm wrong?"

Mallos took a deep breath, and seemed to use all his strength to control himself and turn to the field.

"Didn't you eat?"

The watchman shouted coldly, showing the majesty of the guard captain:

"Play more seriously!"

The two people in the field were fighting fiercely, but they were slightly stunned when they heard the words.

Mallos turned around with an expression that looked like he had eaten a fly.

"Ahem - you were right just now."

"Nate Niecy just returned from the Tower of the End not long ago."

Mallos paused subconsciously and glanced at Thales.

It was only after confirming that His Highness the Prince was listening obediently and had no intention of stealing his words, that the watchman coughed:

"In the Kingdom of Stars, the 'Temple' sect, which takes the Tower of Ending as its standard, is what many people regard as a 'distinguished sect'. It has a long history and a long history."

Show knowledge.

Thales frowned slightly, remembering the many acquaintances he knew who had learned skills from the Tower of the End.

"Many nobles of the kingdom, if they expect to achieve success in martial arts and military exploits, will choose to send their descendants to the Tower of the End. On the one hand, they will receive inheritance and improve their skills, and on the other hand, they will expand their horizons and travel around the world."

You can also accumulate fame.

Or avoid disaster.

Mallos said in his heart.

The watchman pointed to the field:

"Unlike other martial arts schools that are positioned based on style, the styles and skills of the swordsmen who emerge from the Tower of the End are not uniform, or even completely different."

"As the successor of the ancient Knights Temple, the Tower of the End has kept pace with the times, summarized various martial arts, organized and classified the inherited skills, and further researched them, and finally separated out eight major schools."

Thales was stunned.

He has admired the name of the Tower of the End for a long time, but it actually has so many branches?

"Eight branches?"

Mallos nodded.

He spoke slowly with fear and respect, as if reciting a little poem:

"Pegasus sins, iron and blood shine. Rose storm, miracles in the world."

He said seriously:
Chapter completed!