The Last Dark King

The nun was ruthlessly kicked out.

The three-meter-wide aunt personally went into battle.

Rhodes's people were about to burst.

The nun's fingers were thicker than his arms, and her strength exceeded that of a 100,000-ton hydraulic press. Rhodes felt as if there were 10,000 cows galloping on his back, and 40,000 iron hooves trampling on his soul.

She was still nagging as she ravaged her.

"...These dead girls really don't make people worry. They are unwilling to abide by any prohibitions. If we don't beat them, my medical clinic will be delisted in a few days."

Rhodes felt unbelievable: "Aren't you a formal institution? Aren't I here to treat amnesia?"

"Of course we are a formal institution."

The strength of Aunt User's hand became two points stronger. Rhodes felt that his waist was about to break, and his throat let out an overwhelmed moan for the bones.

"The first-class medical center of the Holy Church, the first page of the medical list of the Healing Order, there is no more formal institution than us. All our healing nuns are excellent graduates of Kingworth, and they all have perfect scores in nursing and healing courses...and I, Uther of Red Rose Street, am the legend of Jinworth Academy and the only healer who has received full marks in combat class!”

Rhodes' mouth was sore.

"Then why don't you fight?"

Aunt User's tone was slightly surprised: "I am a logistics personnel. Of course, the combat personnel are responsible for the battle. How can I overstep my duties? Oh...are you worried that I am not professional enough? Haha, don't worry, little guy, there is no one Better at treating amnesia than I am.”

This is the most difficult thing for Rhodes to understand.

"Is your treatment method just massage?"

Aunt Yoser smiled and said: "Of course not, this is just to contact your spirit and let your spirit enter a deep state of tranquility. The real treatment has not yet begun."

Rhodes suddenly felt something in his heart.

Could this be the reason why he entered that strange world just now?

"So, is that the spiritual world in my dream?"

"Is that stone monument the cause of my headache? Is the husky tearing down the house in my mind actually the nigger?"

Thinking of that series of strange encounters, Rhodes had an unpleasant feeling.

Does this dream world have anything to do with the migration team?

Am I really the murderer?

No, not necessarily.

I want to think on the bright side, maybe I can find some clues from the dream world.

That's right, I still remember the fonts of those unknown characters. I can ask my aunt later.

While I was thinking about it, I heard Aunt User continue:

"Young man, you are very lucky. The first-level medical center is not accessible to ordinary people. You have to thank Mr. Vermeer for this. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have come to me."

Rhodes asked: "Mr. Vermeer... is the White Wolf?"

"Yes, why don't you know him...Oh, you have lost your memory, poor little guy."

Aunt Uther looked at him lovingly.

"I promise you in the name of Uther that I will cure you so that you can remember clearly how old you were when you peed your pants."

Rhodes was a little embarrassed: "Thank you, you are really good people. I originally thought you were an irregular organization..."

Aunt User smiled slightly and said: "In addition to treating spiritual and physical bodies, the Healing Order also has the responsibility of spiritual doctors, so the nuns are very easy to get along with, and a clean, white and tender little brother like you is theirs. My favorite, it is inevitable that you will do something excessive while taking advantage of your position... But don't worry, as long as I am here, your chastity will not fall into their clutches. "

Please stop meddling in other people's business and let them do it... Rhode complained in his mind, feeling that the image of this kingdom was a little blurry in his mind.

He originally thought that this was a strict, closed, and ignorant society similar to the feudal dynasty or the Middle Ages. Unexpectedly, it was much more open-minded than he imagined. Aunt User's conversation was fun and open, and there was no such ignorance at all. Paranoid.

Although she is only an individual, she can be seen from the inside.

Is this really a human group that survives in this harsh and dark environment?

In the remaining memories, this world is dark most of the time. People hide under the shelter of firelight, live and work cautiously, and powerful warriors fight against monsters in the darkness, sometimes winning and sometimes losing miserably.

Here, death is a common thing, the black fog is an extremely terrifying and untouchable existence, and the days are boring and repetitive. Eat, sleep, check the lights, go to the factory, workshop, mine or farmland to work, nothing else .

Only when the fire is bright is there light entertainment and a party full of smiling faces.

Fortunately, an existence called the Holy White Tree purified the land and water, giving them a fairly abundant harvest.

So there is not much time to go hungry.

In addition to eating and drinking, their biggest wish is to pass some kind of assessment to become warriors and then move to the upper city of the royal city.

However, everything in my memory seems different from what I encountered here.

Rhodes fell into deep thought.

After an unknown amount of time, the hell massage finally ended.

Aunt Yoser smiled and said: "Okay, now your spirit has entered a deep state of tranquility. You must feel very comfortable, which is suitable for my upcoming spirit return ceremony."

Rhodes' bones all over his body ached, and he responded feebly.

Aunt Yoser stood up and put her broad palm on the back of his head.

Accompanied by a strange sound of wind chimes, she chanted.

"Floating spirits, please return from the spirit world."

"Like a baby clinging to its mother, like a ghost returning to the cemetery!"

"This is your origin!"

A feeling of surprise swept through Rhode's body, just like stepping into a cool room on a hot summer day and feeling the draft flowing through his pants through his body.

But it quickly disappeared, and Aunt Uther's surprised voice came from overhead.

"Why did it fail?"

Rhodes' heart sank, and he tried to recall it, but there was no new information in his memory.

Aunt Uther was silent for a moment and tried again, but still failed.

"This is really strange..."

She fell into a long silence.

Rhodes hesitated for a long time and then said cautiously: "Well, maybe I am not completely relaxed. Should I change to a nun..."

Aunt User raised her eyes and smiled gently: "Little guy, it has nothing to do with you. The appearance of the summoned spirit means that there is no problem in the previous work. Your situation is very complicated, and there are difficulties that I did not expect. Well... I have to go to the big library, which may take a while, but don’t worry, everything I said will remain true.”

But Rhodes had no confidence. According to Murphy's Law, once adverse signs appear, things will always develop in a worse direction.

"No, I can't sit still and wait for death. I have to think of other ways."

Thinking of this, Rhodes hurriedly said: "Uther...Sister, can I ask you to do me a favor?"

Aunt User smiled and said: "Say it, little one, because of your honest character, I will agree."

Rhodes said softly: "I want you to chat with me. You know, I have lost my memory. I can't remember anything. My parents, family, friends, everything I am familiar with has disappeared. I can't read, I can't remember anything." I understand, and I have no money. This city is a strange one to me, but I have to live here alone. I am very lonely. It seems that I am the only one left in the world, so I want to chat with you. By chatting, maybe we can find another friend, and maybe we can bring back all the familiar things."

His tone was sincere and affectionate, and matching his young and helpless image, Aunt User's eyes suddenly became moist.

"What a pitiful little guy, why can't I agree to such a small request?"

Rhodes' acting skills were 120% effective, and his amnesia was a perfect excuse. He could ask any question without any hindrance.

Aunt User was also more approachable than expected, and she was particularly easy to talk to. Rhodes easily extracted a lot of information from her, and even quietly asked her about the words he saw in his dream.

But it is a pity that Aunt Uther does not know this kind of writing.

"It's not Naraka, it's not Sasolanian. It looks a bit like Mazis, but without the phonetic symbols... It seems to be a very ancient language. Maybe you can find someone who knows it at Kingworth College." people."

Just as Rhodes was about to ask what Jinworth Academy was, he saw Aunt User jump up like her butt was on fire.

"How……"

Before he could finish a word, Aunt Yoser suddenly held his hand.

"Can!"

Her fat face bloomed like a king flower.

"you can!"

Rhodes asked blankly: "What can I do?"

But Aunt Yoser didn't reply. She dragged him open the door and rushed out of the Yoser Medical Clinic.

Outside the medical clinic is an empty street. The blue stone slabs are filled with moist mist, exuding a strange smell. There are single-family buildings made of bluestone on both sides of the street.

There is a light hanging in front of each building.

The dim light disperses the darkness, but if you look up, you can see the diffuse black fog shrouding the sky over the city.

Rhodes shuddered slightly.

This is the royal city. The royal city with the strongest holy fire still looks so depressing.

How would you feel if you left the royal city and were surrounded by black mist all day long?

Suddenly, Rhodes understood what Aunt Uther meant when she said that they also had the responsibilities of spiritual doctors.

He felt a little gloomy and glanced around. The street was quiet and there was no one there, but in this midnight-like environment, it didn't seem out of place.

"Oops, it's already a quarter past noon, I don't know if it's too late."

Aunt User glanced at her pocket watch, then pulled Rhodes and ran wildly.

Noon?

The strong wind blew towards his face, and Rhodes finally took a look and shouted, "Where are we going?"

"Go to the Royal City Grand Ceremony. There are only two hours left in this year's Fire Trial. The Holy Grail of Fire should not be extinguished yet. Maybe you can make it in time."

"What?" Rhodes was stunned.

The aunt explained quickly.

"Little guy, I just tested it. Your soul is very strong, with obvious waveforms, clear magic patterns, and flashing spiritual pressure. You may be able to pass the fire trial, obtain the blessing of fire, and ignite the fire."

"In this case, you will enter Jinworth Academy and become a glorious Fire Bearer student. There will be countless companions, teachers, and the immortal chief dean in the academy. You will not be alone, and you will not have to worry about anything. They will teach you everything you know, and you don’t have to worry about your livelihood. Each student has a minimum weekly salary of forty-two silver ropes and personal distribution materials worth ninety silver ropes. If you are good enough, there are various Raise scholarships and distribute supplies.”

"This is your best option."

Rhodes was a little confused and shouted: "What does Jinworth College do?"

At this time, the benefits of amnesia were revealed again, and the aunt explained it to him in great detail.

"Only when fire ignites our souls can we have the strength to protect our home and fight against monsters in the darkness. People who ignite the fire of the soul are called fire bearers, which means people who can hold the power of fire."

"Jinworth Academy is the academy that cultivates and trains fire bearers. It is one of the most important pillars of the Royal City and our hope for the future."

"Once you become a student, you will receive the most adequate resources, the best treatment, the most meticulous protection, and the most valued status, because you are the 'fire' and the future. The Royal City exists because of you, the last human kingdom. It continues because of you.”

Rhodes was stunned, but after hearing the last sentence, he asked in disbelief: "Finally? Is there anyone except us?"

Auntie's voice was slightly deeper: "I think it's like this. The world has long been shrouded in darkness, and the black mist that erodes everything pervades every part of it. Humanity has long been destroyed, and countless powerful kingdoms have become the lairs of dark monsters. We are The only survivor, we have been listening to the world for a long time, but in this dark desert there is no understandable sound except meaningless noise, and some scholars still believe that there must be a royal city like ours in the depths of darkness. .I'm pessimistic about it."

Rhodes' heart suddenly sank. He had just been planning to pack up his bags and run away, and find another human force to survive if the incident came to light.

But now, things have changed a lot, and everything in the future has to be re-planned.

Rhodes' thoughts were racing, and he hurriedly asked the most important question in the last moment.

"Are there any taboos that cannot be touched in the Royal City and Jinworth College?"

The aunt thought for a moment and replied.

"Do not pray to anything other than fire. Any unknown symbols or rituals are prohibited."

"Do not light or extinguish natural fires in public as this will result in heavy fines."

Rhodes wrote it down verbatim and asked, "Is there any more?"

The aunt thought for a moment and replied.

"The rest is about the soul characteristics and fire abilities that appear after igniting the soul fire. Now it is much more relaxed than before. Only one category is unforgivable."

Rhodes quickly asked: "What is it?"

The aunt replied.

"Soul-devouring."