Extraordinary Puppet Master

after an hour.

In a training ground behind the red brick house, two figures were fighting fiercely.

Old John looked old, but after taking off his clothes, his muscles were sharp and angular, and the speed of swinging the broad sword in his hand was far beyond the reaction ability of ordinary people.

This was still the case when he deliberately let go, but the banyan tree on the other side could only try his best to show that he was helpless. The whole process looked like he was losing ground and could only barely defend.

If you really can't hide, you can only use the black-clothed killer's ability to get into the dark shadow and then get out from somewhere else. But every time you get out, Rong Shu's face will become extremely pale to show that his ability is very consumed.

In the training ground, the sound of metal clashing and trampling of footsteps could be heard endlessly, and the sparks from the collision of two broadswords would occasionally cause blood to fly.

There are more and more wounds on Banyan Tree's body, which are all the results of his efforts to injure himself, otherwise Old John wouldn't even be able to scratch his skin.

Five minutes later, when another wound appeared on Banyan Tree's chest, Old John finally stopped and said with approval: "You are the strongest trainees I have ever seen. Of course, the human body's limit is not counted."

The banyan tree collapsed on the ground and said breathlessly: "How about it, can we stay here tomorrow?"

"Oh, of course there is no problem staying here, but you still have to catch up on the basic knowledge. I really don't know how you studied at Notre Dame before. You can't even answer some of the simplest common sense questions."

Old John muttered while also arranging the positions of the four people.

"The positions assigned to the four of you tomorrow are combat instructors and part-time language teachers. The monthly salary is 500 dinars for one year. What do you think?"

The four of them quickly agreed excitedly.

The salary given by Old John is not bad, but Banyan Tree doesn't care much. The key is to work inside the Holy Mother Society, so that he can spy on more things, and maybe he will soon be able to find the promotion ceremony of the blood sacrifice system that Carlin is obsessed with.

In this era, when it comes to the knowledge base, the Holy Mother Society claims to be number one and no other force dares to refute it.

The number of books in the local Notre Dame Cathedral in Sanger Town alone is eight blocks higher than that of the nobles in Kazan Province.

Then Old John arranged a residence for them, which was a four-story building behind the red brick house that served as a dormitory.

The banyan tree also took the opportunity to quietly write down the architectural layout of Notre Dame.

This Notre Dame felt like a school to him.

Various infrastructures such as teaching buildings, libraries, dormitories, training grounds, squares, etc. are complete, and there are many places where I don’t even know what the banyan trees are for.

Sanger Town is just a remote town. Notre Dame Cathedral is of this size. Aren't Notre Dame Cathedrals in other big cities even more exaggerated?

However, Rongshu also discovered something strange. After entering the dormitory, he finally asked John about it.

"Old John, why do I feel like there is no one else here but you? What's going on?"

After hearing this, Old John looked at the banyan tree with a suspicious look on his face, which made him feel terrified and didn't know what he had said wrong.

After a long while, Old John said quietly: "Don't you know?"

A flash of lightning flashed in the heart of Banyan Tree, and he immediately realized that this should be common sense, so he quickly asked: "The four of us stayed in the Harvest Mountains for more than seven months before we came out. Did something happen during this time?"

Old John suddenly realized: "That's not surprising. You don't know that four months ago, the Spiritual World Headquarters issued a recruitment order and recalled a large number of manpower, leaving only a small number of people to stay in the mortal world to maintain the normal operation of Notre Dame Cathedrals in various places.

Although there were not many people in our Sanggeyuan before, there were about thirty people. But now, except for me, an old guy who is old and frail and about to die.

There is also a trainee-level rookie who may be too weak and disliked by the headquarters, so he was ordered to stay here with me. "

Banyan Shu's eyes narrowed and he felt something unusual.

The spiritual headquarters of the Notre Dame Church has recalled most of its staff, leaving only a few old and weak people to maintain the operations of Notre Dame churches in various places. This behavior is a bit like preparing for war.

Who are you going to fight with?

After much deliberation, Banyan Tree found that there were only unknown forces in the north of the mainland.

Not only Thorin, the second young master of the Baron family, but also other nobles in the Autumn Trial Camp were clueless about what was going on north of the Harvest Mountains.

When they talked about the north of the Harvest Mountains, at most they were talking about someone who accidentally strayed into the depths of the Harvest Mountains and never returned.

It seems that there is some unknown and terrifying existence in the mountains that cuts off the connection between the north and the south of the continent.

As for what it would be like to take the waterway along the coast, these nobles who were far away from the coastline knew nothing about it.

Thinking of this, the banyan tree asked curiously: "Did something happen?"

Old John immediately glanced at him: "You ask me who should I ask? I am just an old man who is about to be buried. Why do I have to worry about so many things?"

"Uh, is there something scary in the north?"

"Haha, haven't you been in the Harvest Mountains for more than half a year? You don't even know how I know?"

After Banyan Tree's inquiries to no avail, Old John became impatient.

"Boy, I advise you to stop asking about these things. All information about the north has been blocked. Even my professional level doesn't know anything about it. Don't think too much about it!"

Banyan Tree suddenly realized that the First Era was not like the Sixth Era, and a lot of information could be recorded in the common language of the mainland.

Now all the words are extraordinary runes, so be very careful whether you are speaking or writing. If a low-level extraordinary person accidentally says some forbidden information, he will really suffer.

Then Banyan Tree stopped asking any more questions and followed Old John obediently with the other three assistants.

Not long after, Old John led the four people into his room one by one.

The room has two bedrooms and one living room, which is fairly neat and clean, but the furniture only has basic configurations, but it is still very good as a dormitory. Not to mention the treatment at the Notre Dame Society is very good.

Especially now that only Old John and a trainee-level rookie are left in Notre Dame de Sanger, everything is decided by the other party.

The four of them took a comfortable bath and then lay down on the bed to rest.

At the same time, Carlin, who was still in the safe house, was still deep in thought. He was very curious about what was going on north of the unknown Harvest Mountains.

After thinking about it, I asked Amiya to come back, and Snicki could head north in the Autumn Trial Camp. In terms of concealment, Snicki was more suitable for reconnaissance missions than Amiya.

It was like this all night without talking until six o'clock in the morning the next day.

Lying in bed in a daze, Rongshu suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Knocking on the door early in the morning will not let anyone sleep a little longer."