"Dessa Rothschild Langel, Dessa comes from my mother, Rothschild comes from my father, and they hope that I will inherit all their advantages."
"Potter, uh, the name you told us wasn't your real name, was it?"
"Of course not. What about you, buddy?"
"Watare Ellison, you can call me Ellison."
"Naveen."
"Yordel, you don't have a last name, so this shouldn't be considered your real name?"
"As long as it's not the name you were born with."
"The family who adopted me when I was six years old named me."
"That's okay."
People gathered in the empty classroom and then discovered that everyone was here.
Of course they don't think all 10 people will pass.
So if everything fails, the answer will be revealed here.
The ten people fell into a more torturous wait than last night, and the chattering Dessa Rothschild Langel somewhat alleviated the impatience and anxiety caused by the bloody beam.
A few minutes passed and they heard conversations coming from the corridor outside the classroom.
"You really don't need a personal maid..."
Click.
The brand new wooden door opened smoothly, and Lu Li and Swamp Mother appeared outside surrounded by vine cultists.
"The Exorcist, the Mother of the Swamp..."
They left their seats or stood up straight to greet Lu Li and the Swamp Mother.
"Gui'an."
The manners and words of the Swamp Mother are perfect, only the centaur-like carapace lower body covered with skirts desecrates this beauty.
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"Tomorrow you will go to Old Belfast for a trial. The supplies have been prepared. You can bring whatever you can."
The beautiful maid from the Weiner Refuge Area entered the reef carrying a stack of stomach bags and a psychic gun.
Ten exorcist's symbolic psychic guns, ten containing five sets of sequential potions including detection, concealment, and attack.
Luxurious equipment that even the senior students of Jushu Academy cannot afford.
"Are we really qualified to have it now..." Dessa Rothschild Langel stared at the psychic gun, with nothing else in his sight.
"You are already trainee exorcists."
"us……?"
An incredible surprise suddenly came to them. They thought it was a second chance given by the exorcist.
But they also noticed the apprenticeship prefix of the exorcist.
In any case, as the first batch of exorcists to be born in the dark age, their responsibilities are enough to make them breathless, and their glory is enough to last them forever.
Wattare Ellison, the only member of the "Brotherhood" among the ten trainee exorcists, asked: "What do we need to do?"
"Explore the outside of the whirlpool, and if possible, find out how fast it spreads outward."
Ten trainee exorcists received their stomach bags and hung the holsters containing precious psychic guns on their belts or under their arms.
They are indeed precious. Regardless of symbolism, these psychic guns were rummaged through the warehouse in the Wiener Refuge Area. There are only a dozen of them, and two of them are unusable due to missing parts and bent barrels.
However, the rest have been inspected and maintained, and there will be no jamming or misfiring problems... maybe.
All ammunition was provided by Hades, and in response, he was assigned the temporary use rights of the Sunshine Box.
Ownership belongs to Ophelia and Psius.
In a hell filled with flaming clouds and magma everywhere, they can enjoy the sunshine in a windowless hell rock hut. But they don't know whether the sun box can be replenished by magma. What is certain at present is that flames cannot.
"The camp has prepared a venue for practicing psychic guns. You should be aware of the contamination of psychic guns."
These are recorded in Level 1 Knowledge of Occultism.
The maid led them to the underground shelter area which was under construction.
The refuge area was established just below Agate Lake, where only the depths of the rock formations can avoid being flooded by the water in the long rainy season.
In the distance of the vast underground cavity, several worms slowly and quietly devoured the deep mud and stone, leaving behind natural stone pillars for support.
The practice area for trainee exorcists is at the entrance. A row of empty wooden boxes is placed twenty yards away for them to shoot three times each.
"Is it too close?"
Desa Rothschild Langel raised his gun holster and aimed at the wooden box the size of a wooden box not far away.
"It's difficult for us to shoot at this distance. I used my uncle's shotgun, and it was still held with two hands," Ellison said.
"Would you like a bet?"
No one paid attention, they didn't want dirty gambling to ruin this sacred moment.
Langer shrugged nonchalantly, isolated the psychic gun with a holster, checked the barrel of the gun with a rusty but smooth manner, loaded the silver-plated bullet, and aimed at the wooden box 20 yards away.
bang
The loud noise that made them subconsciously cover their ears echoed in the vast hollow. The maids turned pale with fright. Even the worms stopped eating and raised their ferocious heads that were by no means friendly and turned here.
The lingering hum disappeared completely after more than ten seconds. These trainee exorcists slowly relaxed their ears and finally understood why the symbolic meaning of the psychic gun was greater than the actual meaning. The old times were better, but in the dark ages, using the psychic gun was like fighting against
Weird things for miles around shout I'm here.
They looked at Langer who looked embarrassed. Smoke was rising from the psychic gun, but the wooden box was intact.
Soon Langer fired a second shot, but still missed. He had to reserve it for the last time to watch other people shoot.
It's just that everyone's accuracy was ridiculously wrong, and the wooden box stood there quietly from beginning to end. They had to move the wooden boxes together to form a wall-like wooden box wall, and then they knew where the bullets had landed.
Either too left or too right, but most of them fly up.
After deliberately lowering the gun's muzzle, I finally felt a little satisfied and let the bullet shoot to the expected location... around, Langer's last shot also successfully hit the wooden box.
They quickly fired off three chances, and were still far away from hitting the target within 10 yards, but the exorcist did not give any more bullets.
Because psychic guns consume humanity, and because they do not require proficiency. The psychic gun will not be the main weapon, it will only be symbolic and useful in specific situations. For example, to deal with the shadow hanging over old Belfast.
Although it is unknown whether it can hurt them.
Carrying their own stomach bags and psychic guns, the ten trainee exorcists dispersed and returned to the shack on the ground.
When Potter walked into the house at scarlet dusk, Mitra and Gale were waiting for him.
"Good news or bad news."
"Maybe it's the same for us..." Gale saw the stomach bag and psychic gun on Porter's waist, and at the same time he was happy and a little sad.
For some unknown reason, they suddenly felt like they were losing this old friend.
That night, the ten trainee exorcists who were too excited to sleep were dragged into sleep by Lu Li.
…
The next morning, they came to the classroom early. Arriving early allowed them to see Lu Li in a rare daze.
He looked at the empty space next to the fireplace, the flames licking his face, and his black eyes seemed to soften.
"Are you ready?"
Quiet eyes returned to them, and after receiving inconsistent answers, Lu Li said:
