That square face, scruffy beard, tiny eyes, and narrow nose bridge, if not the chief instructor of the secret branch, Soron, then who?
Rod was montarily stunned before snapping back to reality.
Although Soron was not exactly the serious type, his strength was beyond any doubt; not only was he a superior knight, but also known as the War God of Kosai, so it was no surprise he was a mber of the Hall.
Rod rembered clearly that, back at the secret base, this guy would often go out on missions.
Now it seed, he was obviously carrying out tasks for the Fire Hall.
"Instructor Soron!"
Rod’s eyes lit up as he called out loudly.
Soron turned his head, his eyes bulging instantly.
"Rod? What are you doing here? Have you completed the spirit-flesh coordination? Did you pass the test?"
Rod grinned, "Of course I passed, I’m now a reserve mber, and as soon as my Spiritual Energy breaks through to the ninth level, I can beco official."
Then, another voice ca from behind Soron.
"Is that little Rod?"
With just that voice, Rod knew who it was.
Indeed, in less than half a second, a head of fiery red hair and a suit of gleaming golden armor appeared before his eyes.
If not Teresa, then who?
Rod was both shocked and delighted, "You passed the trial too?"
Teresa smiled, "Not yet, I ca to the Hall as a teammate of Instructor Soron."
"Senior Sister Teresa, who is he?"
Another voice ca from behind her, a simple-looking big fellow stepped out from behind them, with particularly thick eyebrows, a broad face, and a huge mouth. Despite his peculiar features, there was sothing particularly trustworthy about his appearance.
"This is my junior brother Rod, he’s the future hero of Trolian."
Everyone let out a chorus of exclamations.
The thick-browed one suddenly beca excited and rushed forward to shake his hand, "You’re the Black Voyeur Rod?"
The smile that had just appeared on Rod’s face suddenly retracted, "What Black Voyeur?"
The thick-browed man shouted, "Don’t you have the ability to see the past? I heard you used that ability to record nurous scenes of beautiful won bathing, do you have any of Senior Sister Teresa, I want to see..."
Bang!
There was a loud noise; the thick-browed man’s face t the ground with a heavy smack.
A streak of golden light flashed by, only leaving a voice behind.
"Little Rod, if you have it, don’t show him, okay?"
Feeling anxious, Rod said, "Hey, Teresa, listen to my explanation; no, you guys explain it to , what exactly is this rumor? When did I do such a thing?"
But the echo was faint; Teresa was already gone.
"Where are you going... Explain it to clearly."
The thick-browed man suddenly jumped up, almost hitting Rod’s chin.
"Sister has reached her burning mont, she needs to calm down."
Rod frowned and asked, "What do you an?"
The thick-browed man patiently explained, "Her soul is about to burn, she’s using this ti to enhance her characteristics."
Rod dissatisfiedly said, "I’m asking what does peeping an? Since when did I do such a thing?"
The thick-browed man looked surprised, "You didn’t? If I had that ability, Recording Crystals would have piled up in the Royal City’s large warehouse... Oh, don’t be shy, everyone already knows, I won’t tell about your peeping on Lady Olivia. Just give a share of the Recording Crystals of Senior Sister Teresa."
"What nonsense you’re spouting..."
"Enough,"
Soron interrupted him.
"Stop with the pointless chatter, let introduce you, this is also my student, Rasso from Iron City, just like you, in the Starfire Series, he has ignited eight Fire Sparks, possesses Ninth Level Spiritual Power, and has just stepped into the ranks of Third Level Combatants, officially a mber of the Fire Hall."
Rasso patted his chest and declared loudly, "Please call Sun Warrior Rasso!"
Rod looked at Soron with an inquiring gaze.
The latter casually said, "That’s his self-proclaid title. He’s an avid admirer of Sun Knight Kain, but unfortunately, he hasn’t awakened the Sun Characteristic. People outside usually call him Iron Lump Rasso, indicating he’s very tough."
Rasso protested loudly, "I am not an Iron Lump! I am a Sun Warrior, and I will definitely awaken a fire kind related to the sun! Don’t underestimate ! I will beco a human hero who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Trolians, and I’ll make you all take a fresh look at !"
Rod glanced at him, "How can soone who always tries to peep at his senior sister bathing beco a human hero?"
Rasso’s face quickly turned red, his neck thickened, and he huffed and puffed for quite a while before he squeezed out a response.
"You are right, I will never watch senior sister bathe again."
Rod casually took out a Blank Recording Crystal and stuffed it into his chest.
"Teresa’s ultra-clear Recording Crystal, with thirty-six angles, specially made with a full coverage viewing mode, you can only watch it after your Spiritual Energy reaches a certain level, I’ll give it to you."
"I don’t want it!"
Rasso pushed it away, but to Rod’s surprise, he uncontrollably stuffed the Crystal into his pouch.
"I said I don’t want it, why are you forcing it on ? Take it back, take it back!"
Rod watched speechlessly as he clutched his pouch tightly, then turned his head to see Soron holding back laughter, looking quite strained.
"What exactly are you guys up to..."
Rod looked at them suspiciously.
"I rember you used to have Lady Olivia’s Recording Crystal..."
Soron suddenly coughed loudly, muttering indistinctly, "Rember your oath of fire!"
Rod frowned, feeling that sothing was not quite right.
But he had no interest in delving deeper and imdiately turned to ask, "Teacher Soron, what’s the current situation? Why have I been waiting here for so long without a mission?"
Soron’s expression beca solemn.
"It’s not that there are no missions, it’s that your combat power isn’t sufficient."
He glanced at the insignia on Rod’s collar.
"You are still a Reserve mber, it seems your Spiritual Energy has not yet broken through the Ninth Level, neither has Teresa’s, both of you fall short compared to Rasso."
Rasso murmured, "But we can’t beat senior sister in a fight."
"Spiritual Energy is a hard standard, no one can be an exception."
Soron paused for a mont, then turned his head to continue.
"The war is very urgent right now, we have advanced more than a hundred thousand yards forward, and a large number of monsters have been awakened, crazily assaulting our positions, forming a small-scale Black Tide."
"The intensity of the battle has surpassed previous expectations, and greater disturbances have led to so ancient monsters joining the fight, pressure near Trident River is enormous."
"And because most of our combat power is concentrated on the western side, defense in other areas has beco a problem, both Dead Land and Great Forest are showing signs of unrest, we must support them quickly, as was commanded by the King."
No wonder there were no people in the Fire Hall.
"Is our situation very bad?" Rod couldn’t help but ask.
Soron shook his head.
"We are doing well, the battle line is advancing very fast, thanks to the efforts of your Star Town and Star City at the forefront, otherwise, we couldn’t have attacked like this."
"However,"
He marked the transition in tone with two words.
"The troubles we are facing are also extrely serious, on the western side, Bone Mountain, Ash Lake, and Corpse Land are putting a lot of pressure on us."
"On the periphery, there are the ancient evils of Despair Swamp and the Horror Demons of the Great Forest."
"And the darkness beneath Star City, which we still cannot figure out, is a significant threat, alongside many more unimaginable problems."
"But none of these are issues that you or your Black Battle Group can resolve."
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