Release that Witch

Vader turned to get out of bed and tried to move down. There was no pain in the back. It seems that the Cavaliers are right. If the wound is left, it will heal quickly.

“Are you not resting for a few more days?” asked Culkasim.

"He only gave me two days," Vader put on a dilapidated coat and put his feet in the cold boots. "And work for them one day earlier, so that you can get the porridge earlier. I can't always Eat yours, then a bowl is not enough for two people."

"I think it's quite good. The porridge here is much thicker than the remedies in other places, and I can taste a bit of meat." The old man shook his head. "Child, you used to be a patrol, maybe not too." Know the life of the slum. The porridge water there is the same as the broth, but there are a few grains of wheat in the soup. In order to make it look full, it is often filled with grass roots or leaves to cook together. The porridge of the Lord's adult is divided into Two servings may not be full, but they will not be hungry."

"I want to have both of us full," he tied his shoelaces and smiled.

"Well," Kukasim sighed. "Then you pay attention to your body, don't force yourself."

The strange feeling is that he is just a scapegoat selected by the Black Street Mouse. Now he seems to be his own elder, and Vader thinks. Even more strange is that I actually feel that this feeling is not bad.

"I will," he shook his head in a funny way, wearing a hood. "You too."

Just opened the door, I saw two men standing outside the door, white uniform embroidered with light blue shoulders and armbands indicating the identity of the coming people. They are the clerk of the city hall.

Vader’s brow couldn’t help but wrinkle. “Who are you looking for?”

One of them took out a piece of paper and swept his eyes. "Are you Vader?"

"Yes."

“What happened?” Kukasim also noticed the situation outside the house.

"Congratulations," another person smiled. "You have passed the paper test of the public security team. Next, it will be a comprehensive training for a week." He handed a small card to Vader. "This is yours." Temporary ID card, take it to the Second Army Camp, where someone will receive you.

The latter widened his eyes. "I...had passed the examination of the lord?"

“Not yet,” the clerk replied. “The paper test is only the first round of screening. You have to complete the training and get approval from the chief Cavalier before you pass the assessment and become a formal public security team member.”

After they finished speaking, they left. They did not ask for coins or feelings. They seemed to have made a special trip to inform him.

"You have succeeded!" The old man glared at Vader's shoulder with excitement. "When you said something, you can never be selected."

Vader groaned for a long time, "because those problems are really weird."

The old man gave a slight glimpse, "What is the problem?"

He couldn't help but recall what happened a week ago. Since he learned that his prince recruited the public security team and changed his name to the patrol guard, he appealed to the city hall in accordance with the requirements of the announcement. The other party responded quite quickly. After only five days, he received a test notice.

Vader is full of confidence, not only fully meets the conditions of the announcement, but also has more than five years of practical experience, and this town does lack the supervisors of the people, and the possibility of being selected is great. If you can become a patrol player, you can always help Kukasim if you live in the inner city.

But he did not expect that the test exceeded everyone's expectations from the beginning.

More than 100 candidates sat in a hall, and the Cavaliers sent a stack of papers, asking for answers to all the questions listed above, and writing them neatly on paper. They also said that the final reviewer was His Royal Highness Prince. . This kind of test method suddenly caused a big bang in the crowd. Although the announcement stated that it was required to read the literacy, no one expected that the other party would actually come.

At that time, a large number of people were stupid. Although Vader could understand the problems on paper, after sweeping it over and over again, what strange problems were there in the same place? For example, you are a coachman, driving in a four-wheeled carriage on a narrow mountain road with two civilians sitting in the carriage. At this time, a group of refugees suddenly appeared in front of the road. You can't escape, you can only choose to hit it, or let the carriage fall off the cliff. The former will lead to the death of many refugees, the latter will kill two civilians, and in either case, you can survive with a flexible hand. So what is your choice? Please use at least three hundred words to explain the reasons.

This problem is simply confusing. Although it refers to civilians on the one hand and the displaced on the other, the specific numbers are all ambiguous, and it is impossible to make a measure. And he always felt that it was no big deal to kill a group of refugees, but it was not necessarily the answer that His Royal Highness wanted.

Then choose to let the civilians die? Is this the correct answer?

On the whole piece of paper, there were strange problems similar to it. He even felt that His Royal Highness was deliberately embarrassing them. In fact, the real public security personnel had already been determined.

"Nothing, maybe I want to smash it," Vader took a breath. "So I am going to the camp now."

“Well,” Kukasim laughed. “I think you can be an official policeman.”

......

The second military camp was located in the north of the town, outside the inner city stone wall. When Vader arrived here, he found that the chief knight had already waited in the camp.

"From today, you are preparing the police," Carter said after all the people arrived. "The following week, you must live in this camp and receive special training. Qualified people leave, fail. Return to the original place! I will let you understand what is called discipline, what is called for the prince of the prince!"

This is what Vader’s memory should look like, but... Of the one hundred registered applicants, the other party only left fifteen people? He looked at his eyes from the left and right. From the perspective of dressing and temperament, everyone except himself should be a local resident.

Sure enough, the condition for literacy is not a joke.

"Report!" Someone raised a hand.

Carter grinned. "Oh? Are you familiar with the army? Say it."

"Oh, my brother is in the first army," the man touched the back of his head. "Excuse me, what is the police? Are we not a public security officer?"

"The police are part of the public security system. You can understand that the security personnel in His Royal Territory need to arrest criminals, crack down on illegal activities, maintain territorial order, implement the policies issued by His Royal Highness and the City Hall, and help those who encounter difficulties. ”

“Helping the people? But you just said, we are serving the prince of the prince...”

"There is no difference between the two. Serving the His Royal Highness is also serving His Royal Highness. Why, do you want to enter the castle to serve him?" Carter shrugged. "Become a good knight."

However, the knights are nobles... Vader thinks that the status and the civilians of them are very different, and they don't want to be deserved.

"Remember, you are both the executor of the law and the guardian of the people. Now, go to the tent and put the uniform on," the chief knight clap his hands. "Next, there is a task to be handed over to you. ".

(To be continued.)