Jarvandark, who was standing next to Oren, looked at a strong young man with a resolute face in the queue with a smile.
"Oren, look at that young man. He is Kraken from the Hilda tribe in Mithral Village. Someone has recommended him to me a long time ago. I heard from others that Kraken Hilda is born with supernatural powers and is diligent in training. He is a good candidate to join the army. Miaozi, you can pay more attention to him. In any case, you have to let him be promoted faster in the end. After all, he is a member of the Hilda family..."
Oren nodded and looked at the good seed in Jiawen's mouth with a dull expression.
Although he was not a fan of behind-the-scenes deals, Oren had no reason to object. Without the support of local snakes, Demacia would not have been established so smoothly.
"It seems that the Hilda tribe has not forgotten its promise. Galister directly sent his most beloved only son."
Not knowing that he had become a symbol of strong political meaning in the eyes of the two big men, Kraken only knew that he was about to participate in the selection ceremony of Demacia's most outstanding legion, the Steel Swordsman Legion.
Only soldiers of the Steel Swordsmen Legion have the right to use Demacian steel, and Demacian steel equipment has proven itself to be far superior to fine steel equipment.
As the most outstanding young generation of the Hilda tribe, Kraken has proven his worth in the tribe, and now is a precious opportunity to step out of the tribe and make the Hilda family truly become the upper echelons of Demacia.
Interests cannot always protect one's status, rights can.
These were the last words his father Galister said to him before he walked down the Urus Mountains.
What he wants to do is to obtain the rights to Demacia and make his family stronger.
"Everyone, be quiet!!!"
The scarred-faced veteran standing in front of everyone had a loud voice, sharp eyes, and a battle-hardened aura. Even the elite soldiers of the former legion had to restrain their arrogance and straighten their chests subconsciously.
"I am your selection and training officer Yingweidabisi! This selection will be divided into two parts!"
The scarred-faced veteran with saliva flying around stared at every young man participating in the selection with a terrifying look as if he were looking at a mortal enemy, as if these young people had just taken the turn of his long-dead old father.
"I am responsible for the comprehensive combat training! Lord Jiawen is responsible for the glory assessment! Do you understand?"
"I understand!"
"Louder! If you can't hear it, you can't hear it!"
"I understand!!"
"You are so quiet and you still want to get a steel sword!!?"
The young people participating in the selection were also angry after being manipulated by the bad old man again and again.
“I understand!!!”
"Good!!! Very energetic!!!"
A soldier placed the ten lead heavy swords that had been prepared at the front of the queue, and the scar-faced veteran Yingweidabisi showed a cruel smile.
"The first training! Heavy sword swing! Those who can complete thirty qualified cuts pass the assessment, and the rest are eliminated! First row, let's begin!!"
Kraken's face was solemn, and he stared at the colleagues in the first row participating in the assessment.
The edgeless lead heavy sword is about one and a half meters long, about two fingers wider than the average Demacian stainless steel longsword. The heavy sound of breaking through the air alone is enough to show that its weight is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
The members who were undergoing the assessment immediately lost their strength after more than a dozen times. The lead epee was thrown out of their hands and hit the ground heavily, making the assessment members lose their qualifications.
There are also people who try to save effort, but because the slashing attack cannot meet the required requirements, it makes them fail faster because their mentality is unbalanced.
On the other hand, some people pretended to be fat and tried their best to successfully complete the request, but the arms that could no longer be lifted told the cruel truth.
This is the first assessment. Speculators, those with weak strength, and those who rely on brute force will be directly eliminated.
To pass, you must have hard power.
"Is this the selection of the Steel Swordsman Legion?"
Soon it was Kraken's turn. Holding a lead heavy sword in his hand, the young man seemed to have returned to the Urus Mountains.
Dragons and birds are flying, and clouds and mist are lingering.
A young man waved the heavy wooden sword in his hand over and over again, more and more times. The wooden sword became wider and heavier, and the figure got closer and closer to him...
And suddenly went away.
"Drink!!"
Amidst the angry shouts, the young man's sharp sword cut through the air and broke through all obstacles.
In front of my eyes, there seemed to be a familiar shadow blocking me...
…
Outside Mithril Village.
Naliya stared at the empty cliff, and with some disappointment, she took out a piece of bread from her leather bag, tore a piece off and put it in her mouth.
The bread is so bitter, it obviously has added sugar...
The girl walked to the edge of the deserted cliff, sat in the place she was most familiar with, and raised her head.
At this moment, a white cloud floats melodiously in the sky, so close yet so far away.
Habits developed unknowingly will always bring unspeakable disappointment when they are suddenly broken.
The girl thought so, she felt her emotions fluctuate, and she tasted the loss.
A breeze blew by, as if it brought the person's body temperature.
The white bird landed on the edge of the cliff, tilting its curious head to look at the girl...the bread in her hand.
The girl smiled, tore off a little bit of bread, and threw it in front of her.
After flapping its wings twice, the bird approached the girl and began to peck at its own spoils.
Staring at the white bird eating the bread, Nalia smiled.
"Brother Kraken, actually I never told you that my mother is a mage, I am the daughter of a mage, and the daughter of a mage... is also a mage."
Opening and closing its yellow beak quickly, the white bird shook its head, as if it was really listening to the girl's voice.
The white clouds are still long and unattainable.
"You are the prince of the Hilda tribe. I am a beggar who followed my father to Demacia. My mother left us and is still missing. My father was taken in by Lord Galiste in Mithril Village. We, father and daughter, Only two people have hope of living."
"Gugu~"
After finishing the bread, Asuka tilted his head and asked the girl for food.
"Haha, Brother Kraken, you are still so good at eating~"
The girl once again tore off a small piece of bread and threw it out, flapping her wings happily, and the bird ate it while shaking its head.
"Demacia is a beautiful place. The Forbidden Stone Forest is white, the same color as you. White is the color of purity. White should not be desecrated or polluted, and my magic is black."
"Gugu~Gugu~"
In response to the girl's words, the white-tailed bird once again took small steps closer to the girl, as if it wanted to attract the beautiful girl's attention.
Unfortunately, the girl's mind was soon elsewhere again.
"Lord Galister will not take in a refugee of unknown origin, so Lord Galister knows everything."
"Gugu~Gugu~"
Baiyun didn't know when it had turned into a ball of soft cotton.
In the hazy world, the girl once again threw a small piece of bread, this time it was thrown far away, making the white bird run a few more steps in dissatisfaction.
She was afraid that the big pieces of bread would get stuck in the bird's throat, so she carefully tore them into smaller pieces.
However, she could no longer see anything.
The sky, I don’t know when, started to rain.
The girl understood that it was the clouds crying.
Tightening the dry linen robe around her body, the girl lowered her head.
"Demacia is a place where mages are not welcome."
