Chapter 337: I Am a Servant of God

Chapter 337 I Am a Servant of the God

The security personnel of the training base were probably drawn from the local Whip of Order squad as well, or were transferred from the Whip of Order to be stationed here. A man wearing divine robes with a majestic gaze stepped out from behind the almost frantic teacher, speaking to everyone present:

"I am the chief of security for the training base. We now need to conduct an investigation into this extremely serious security incident. My subordinates will question you, so please cooperate with our efforts."

Muri spoke up: "We refuse to cooperate, because we have classes tomorrow, and we need to rest now."

"This is a security incident!"

"Please note, this is your security incident!"

"You..."

"I find it hard to imagine that in the Dingge Region, right under the eyes of the Holy See, such an absurd and ridiculous thing could actually happen. I hope you can conduct a self-examination and correction as soon as possible.

In addition, please first learn to pay for your own mistakes.

Let us go, we are returning to our rooms to rest."

Muri walked out, and all his team members followed along behind him.

The security captain wanted to stop them, but in the end, he did not move to block their way.

Karen could only sigh in admiration: As expected of a team of privileged young masters.

Very well, since someone had taken the lead, it was impossible for Karen to lead his own subordinates to undergo some kind of inspection. He also stood up and led his people out of the meeting hall.

Upon reaching the floor where their rooms were located, Karen said to his team members: "Everyone, get a good rest. Do not let jet lag affect your condition for tomorrow's classes."

Aisly opened her mouth to ask: "Captain, such a major event, and it just passes like this?"

Karen smiled and said: "I even hope that for every day that follows, the classes will be taught by substitute teachers."

Hearing this, everyone laughed.

The core reason why no one took this matter to heart was that tonight's class had been incredibly satisfying.

After walking into the room, Ventura first poured a cup of ice water for Karen and handed it over.

"Captain, are

Karen noticed that before the old man put on his armor, his expression was somewhat tense, proving that he was actually a bit at a loss.

This was a normal reaction for a normal person facing an unexperienced scene, and the next normal reaction would be a habitual retreat into a familiar domain under such circumstances.

Take this instructor, for instance, who simply pulled the rhythm into the familiar scene of the Knights, naturally ignoring the feelings of the other students.

Furthermore, he seemed too lazy to correct himself or ensure everything was properly handled; he turned around directly, facing the sea.

In the next moment, a wave of air erupted from him, parting the seawater as he began to walk forward, with everyone following behind.

With the previous night's experience, everyone was worried that the seawater on both sides might lose its restraint and crash in at any moment, and they were all prepared to deal with it; fortunately, today's instructor was not as lively as the one last night, and seemed to have no intention of delivering that kind of surprise and excitement.

A black building appeared before them, the very one they had seen the night before.

The building resembled a traditional courtyard mansion, with sculptures of four ferocious beasts at the four corners, while a blue barrier above the courtyard kept the seawater at bay.

Liven walked in, and everyone followed him inside one after another.

Karen did not jostle with Muri and the others, letting them enter first; then, Muri's team, who had just stepped through the door, all collapsed to the ground.

Particularly because there was a layer of green algae water on the floor, it seemed this place was not frequently visited, so the algae water wafted a terribly foul odor, and at this moment, everyone in Muri's team was practically soaked in this algae water.

Karen immediately spoke up to warn them: "Mobilize the spiritual power within your bodies, there should be a gravity enhancement inside. Aisley, Marth, Blanch, you three go along the sides and hold onto the walls."

"Yes, Captain."

Karen stepped inside, and in an instant, a terrifying gravity pressed directly upon his body, forcing him straight down onto one knee; subsequently, his torso continued to lean forward uncontrollably, destined to smash his face right onto the floor tiles.

If it were merely the floor tiles, it would be fine, but washing his face with the algae water on the ground was something Karen truly could not accept.

Promptly, Karen's ten fingers tensed, and in a flash, ten Chains of Order appeared on both sides of his body; using the Chains of Order as support, Karen forcefully straightened his back, then quietly exerted force to slowly stand up.

Liven walked up to Karen and said, "A very profound foundation of spiritual power."

As he spoke, Liven reached out and lightly tapped Karen's chest, as if casually offering encouragement.

Yet in Karen's personal perception, it felt as though someone were wielding a giant sledgehammer and slamming it fiercely against his chest several times.

The spiritual power within Karen's body was instantly disrupted by this, the ten Chains of Order on both sides of his body faded immediately, and his body was about to collapse again.

But right at this moment, another ten new Chains of Order appeared on both sides of Karen's body, helping him maintain his balance once more under this terrifying gravity.

Liven looked at Karen with some surprise; he had clearly just disrupted the spiritual power within this young man's body, yet the youth had forcefully activated the spell again.

For Liven did not know that the young man before him possessed two other places for storing spiritual power.

One was the eyes, and the other was the heart.

"The accumulation and utilization of your spiritual power indeed surprise me. It is a pity, though, as I can see that the quality of your physical body is truly ordinary. If only you could spare some energy to condition your body, how wonderful that would be."

Karen really wanted to tell him: Do you know how much effort I expended just to condition that initial sickly body into the "ordinary" rating you speak of today?

Just then, Karen saw Liven raise his hand again, patting toward his shoulder.

Again?!

"Slap. Slap."

With two gentle pats on the shoulder, Karen only felt the gravity upon him intensify once more, the spiritual power within his body completely suppressed, and the ten Chains of Order on both sides of his body dissipated yet again.

"I want to tell you that spiritual power is indeed the foundation of everything we have, but your body is your root. If the bottle is not sturdy, no matter how much water you pour into it, it will leak."

Karen's body leaned forward; however, just as he was about to fall into the algae water, another ten Chains of Order appeared, propping up his body and snapping it right back up.

Liven furrowed his brows and fell silent.

After a moment, he smiled and said, "Alright, since you possess such a profound foundation of spiritual power, it seems you don't need to spend too much thought on the physical side either."

With that, he bypassed Karen.

Clearly, compared to Karen's speechlessness toward him, he was actually even more speechless toward Karen.

It was like trying to snap a branch only to have it refuse to break; Karen's "non-cooperation" made it almost impossible for his single-tracked lesson plan to proceed.

Liven walked over to Ventura, who along with Karen was one of only two people still standing on the field; however, Ventura's body had already grown massive, and even so, creaking friction sounds echoed from his body, clearly showing he was enduring with great difficulty.

Several times he had wanted to collapse, but seeing his captain still standing, he gritted his teeth and continued to hold on.

"You are very good," Liven seemed to perceive Ventura's physical condition. "A good piece of material for joining the Knights, suitable to be a shield-bearer.

Has everyone seen this? A truly strong individual must not only possess talent but, at the same time, requires this kind of unyielding perseverance!

Take this one, for instance, I can tell he was contam..."

As he spoke, Liven patted Ventura's chest.

This time, it was genuine admiration, and he exerted no force at all; the problem was that Ventura had personally witnessed this instructor's actions toward the captain, and had also seen what kind of power lay beneath this instructor's seemingly casual gestures—even the captain had almost fallen twice, let alone himself.

Thus, under Liven's tiny gesture of genuine praise without any actual force, Ventura simply deflated beforehand, and with a loud thud, collapsed onto the ground.

Liven: "..."

Stuck for a long time, Liven ultimately failed to organize his words; he walked alone to the central area and stood there, his back to the crowd.

By this time, Muri also managed to stand up with great difficulty, and beside him, one of his subordinates also rose unsteadily.

Their physical constitutions were inherently superior, and after adapting to the gravity here, they finally managed to crawl up.

As time continued to tick away, the others also gradually stood up; those with weaker bodies were either supported by others or braced themselves against the railings and walls—in short, everyone finally managed to get up.

At this moment, Liven, who had been facing away from everyone wasting class time, finally clapped his hands and turned around, speaking up:

"We of the Knights require..."

He deactivated the gravity enhancement here, and the force originally applied to everyone vanished in an instant; only Karen could rely on the Chains of Order on both sides of his body to maintain balance, while everyone else collectively lost their balance once more and tumbled to the ground, mostly falling backward.

"All of you stand up! The creed of the Knights dictates that even in death, one must fall forward!"

The crowd finally scrambled back to their feet; except for Karen, everyone's divine robes were stained green, and evenly so on both sides.

By now, even those born into the Knights like Bart could not help but harbor doubts in their hearts regarding the competence of today's instructor—who conducts a class like this?

This collective mistrust from the students brought even more anxiety to Vice Commander Liven, whose heart was already frantic.

He simply waved his hand, causing the armor on his body to dissipate, and spoke up:

"I believe that the most efficient teaching is combat. Now, standing before you is a retired former Vice Commander of the Knights; you are about to receive the most excellent sparring partner!

We have a whole day here, and there are twelve of you, but I feel I can take turns fighting each of you three times within this day.

I will use practical actions to teach you the unshakeable status of close-quarters combat in actual warfare!

Are you all happy? Are you all excited?"

The crowd fell silent.

Was this because he couldn't teach anymore, so he was directly coming down to pick a fight with the students?

Beating them once wasn't enough, everyone had to take turns being beaten by him three times?

That is not how a teacher behaves!

Liven gave a dry cough, realizing he had omitted a condition, and immediately said: "To better bring out the effects of actual combat, I will restrict my own power level to the same tier as your realm.

Those in the Knights know well that within the Knights, there is a set of measurement tiers corresponding to the external realms, which we simply call Tier One, Tier Two, Tier Three, Tier Four...

I will use the power of your tier to defeat you, letting you personally feel what it is like to be defeated by a power equal to your own, so that you can better handle it in actual combat later on.

You all have your credentials on you, right?"

Come up, show me your credentials, and I will restrict my own power level according to your realm.

Hahaha,

This is a precious opportunity that no amount of wealth in the outside world could ever buy!

Who will go first?

No one stepped forward to shout "I will!", not even the five knightly descendants among the two squads, for everyone deeply suspected the instructor's current state of mind.

Seeing the awkward silence, Levin's lips trembled slightly as he swallowed hard, pointing a finger toward Karen and asking:

What is your name?