They awakened the simulator memory!

"Thank you."

Qing Shuiquan stepped forward, took the letter from the guard, and politely thanked him.

"You're welcome, sir, it's my duty."

Qing Shuiquan nodded with a smile and then left silently.

Back in the dormitory, Qing Shuiquan opened the letter and looked at it.

After a while, Qing Shuiquan's expression froze slightly and he hurriedly left the dormitory.

The letter was sent by his parents. The content of the letter was very brief, but the matter was very big.

His second brother, Ron Arnold, was killed in action...

.........

Qing Shuiquan and the professor took leave, bought train tickets for that afternoon, and returned to their hometown town.

In the early morning of the next day, when Qing Shuiquan hurried home, he happened to meet his comrades who were returning his second brother Ron's ashes and belongings.

"He was a great warrior. He operated a heavy cannon and personally shot down a magister of the Francois Republic."

"Really...Did Ron actually do such a big thing..."

Qing Shuiquan stood beside his parents, watching his carpenter father take Ron's ashes and relics with blank eyes, and watching his mother burst into tears.

Looking at the small ashes on that side, Qing Shuiquan suddenly remembered the appearance of his second brother in childhood.

In his eyes, his second brother, who was just an ordinary child, was so naive that he would be happy for a few days because of a wooden gun his father made casually.

When he was tired of studying and adjusted his mood, he casually taught his second brother a few sword moves, and the second brother could happily show off in front of his parents and friends.

"Noah taught me this! He didn't even teach his brother! He only taught me!"

"Noah said I'm a genius too!"

In the blink of an eye, the young and innocent child lay in the box and turned into a handful of ashes.

"How did Ron die?" Qing Shuiquan looked at his second brother Ron's comrades and asked without sadness or joy.

"Ron...he died from the magic bombardment of the magician...it was caused by the downed enemy magician's companion..."

Looking at Qing Shui Quan's young appearance that resembled Ron's, Ron's comrades quickly determined Qing Shui Quan's identity.

Ron's younger brother, Noah Arnold, is a well-known genius in academia.

While in the army, Ron often showed off his brother's genius in front of them.

He also said that civilian women were not worthy of his genius brother. He must get more military honors, become a high official, and find a noble lady as his wife for his brother.

Unfortunately......

"What's the name of that magister? Is he still alive?" Qing Shuiquan asked coldly.

"He is not an ordinary magister, he is Named, and his login name is 'Knight'."

"'Knight'..." Qing Shuiquan lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

Because of his dream of being a magister, he has an extremely complete understanding of the magister, and he knows the value of the word Named very well.

Since each magister emits a wave of magic when he activates his orbs and uses spells, and this wave has characteristics similar to fingerprints, it can be used to distinguish individual magisters and build a database.

Some enemy magicians or magician units with extremely high kill counts that can pose a threat on a tactical scale will have their magic waves registered as alert targets and given special code names. Such extremely powerful magicians or magicians will be registered as warning targets. The troops are then called Named.

Every magister known as Named is an absolute elite and an enemy nightmare that is extremely difficult to kill.

After delivering the ashes and relics, Ron's comrades left in a hurry without staying too long.

.........

That night, Qingshuiquan's house was so quiet that it was deathly silent.

The mother stared blankly at her son's urn, while the father smoked a pipe and sat by the fireplace, changing the tobacco several times.

Qing Shuiquan stayed in the shadows, closing his eyes and saying nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.

The date of the funeral has been set, and Ron's funeral will be held tomorrow at the church in the town, presided over by the priest of the church.

He and his father had also notified relatives, friends and neighbors in the town in the afternoon.

Now, all they can do is rest and wait for the funeral to begin tomorrow.

"Noah, don't join the army."

Suddenly, the father who was sitting by the fireplace put down his pipe and said in a low voice.

"..." Qing Shuiquan opened his eyes and said calmly: "Father, I don't even have the qualifications to be a magister, so how can I impulsively avenge my second brother?"

"...Don't think about revenge, don't join the army. Your mother and I only have one child left. If you die too, what should we do..."

My father's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was so weak that he seemed to be talking to himself.

"Noah, you are a real genius. You should work hard in the field you are good at. Don't go to the battlefield or seek revenge. Your mother and I also want to see you get married..."

When marriage was mentioned, the mother who was staring blankly at the urn suddenly came to her senses and said, "Noah, you should get married as soon as possible... I know you don't like the vulgar village girls in the town, but you can find one at the university."

"Noah, you are so handsome and such a genius. There must be many girls who like you. Don't be picky and choose a similar one to get married early..."

"I know, I will get married sooner, one year at the latest."

In order to comfort the old couple, Qing Shuiquan set a clear deadline.

"That's good... that's good..."

Hearing their son's agreement, the old couple forced a smile on their faces.

"Father, mother, you go to bed early. There will be a funeral tomorrow. Your energy is too low. Ron will be worried about you when he sees it in the sky."

"Well, Noah, you are right, I will take your mother to rest now, and you should also rest early."

"I will."

.........

More than an hour later, the night was as dark as ink.

Qing Shuiquan carried a hammer and came to the church quietly.

Looking at the statue of the god with lowered eyebrows and lowered head, looking pitiful and pitiful, Qing Shuiquan raised the hammer expressionlessly.

No response?Then I will force you to respond!

021. "Yukishita wants to join the Kendo Club"

At the moment when the hammer was about to hit the statue, time stopped...

The Qingshui Spring is like a small animal in amber, frozen at the moment when the hammer is swung.

MD!What a bitch!Don't come if you beg, come if you fight!

Faced with the abnormal situation that was beyond common sense, Qing Shuiquan couldn't help but cursed in a low voice in his heart.

"Have recent human beings not only lost faith, but have even attempted to commit the grave sin of blaspheming the Creator?"

At this moment, an indistinguishable androgynous voice came into Qing Shuiquan's mind.

"Who are you? A god?!"

Only Qing Shuiquan, whose mind was still functioning, asked sharply in his mind.

"Exactly."

"Are you a god? Then why have my previous prayers never been answered? Instead, you only show up now when I want to smash the statue of the god?"

"There are so many people in the world, how can it be possible to respond to them all?"

"Huh~"

Qing Shuiquan smiled contemptuously, "In other words, he claims to be a god and is called an omnipotent Lord by his followers, but he can't even answer all the prayers of his followers?"

"Humanity......"

"Without further ado."

Qing Shuiquan interrupted the "god" directly.

"If you really are a god, then make a deal! What do you need? Faith?"

"Human, what do you want to do?"

There was a slight doubt in the androgynous voice.

"Don't you understand? I want to make a deal with you. You give me the qualifications of a magister, and I bring you faith, or something else. Of course, I am just an insignificant human being. Apart from faith, I can't provide anything better. Chips.”

"Human, you are more arrogant than other humans I have ever seen, and you are trying to make a deal with the gods."

"Arrogance? Maybe. So, God, what's your answer?"

"interesting."

The androgynous voice is obviously tinged with emotion.

"Human, I agree to the deal. I will give you the qualification of a magister, but accordingly, you must provide enough faith to the Creator. Let's set it as the faith of millions of people. If you can't do it, you will die. Afterwards, the soul falls into purgatory.”

"Okay! It's a deal!"

"Haha~Human, I'm looking forward to your performance."

Time flows again.

Qing Shuiquan put away the hammer, took a few steps back, took a deep look at the compassionate statue, and turned around to leave.

.........

"The funeral of your second brother, Ron Arnold, is over. You return to Bailu, find your mentor, and ask him to use your connections to test your magic qualifications again."

"You detected the highest level (S) magic aptitude. The inspector on site said it was incredible and asked you why you could suddenly awaken your magic aptitude."

"You tell him, "They are all gifts from the gods. As long as you believe in the gods devoutly, the gods will send miracles. ""

"Your words left the people present speechless. They labeled you a 'devotee'."

"Two days later, you received the imperial conscription red list."

"In late June of the same year, under the arrangement of the imperial military, you were transferred to the 'Balou Magical Officer School'."

"At the age of 17, after nearly a year of study, you graduated from the 'Balou Magic Military Academy' ahead of schedule, became a trainee officer, and was awarded the title of Warrant Officer."

"In late April of the same year, you were transferred to the Imperial Western Front as a trainee officer."

"In late May, you passed the internship ahead of schedule and became a full officer, promoted to second lieutenant, and incorporated into the 5th Magic Squadron."

"On June 6, the empire invaded the Francois Republic itself, and you invaded with the army."

"On June 6, the Deputy Minister of Defense of the Republic of Francois, Dai Lego, implemented the "Continental Retreat" plan. With the purpose of ensuring overseas counterattack capabilities, he led the 19rd Armored Division and the 3th Strategic Mobile Army to withdraw from the Brest military port. to colonize Malgeria with the intention of establishing a free republic."

"You who are familiar with the history of another world know how much trouble there will be in the future if the Francois Republic succeeds in retreating this time."

"In addition, you heard that the mage 'Knight' who killed your second brother Ron is in the enemy mage array covering this presumed operation."

"So, you state the pros and cons to your superiors and apply for attack."

"Your application for attack has been solemnly rejected."

"A bunch of idiots!"

They thought they had won, but in fact they lost the chance to end the war.

Looking at the increasingly dim skyline, Qing Shuiquan frowned deeper and deeper.

"Ah~"

After a long time, Qing Shuiquan let out a long sigh and secretly tightened the officer's sword at his waist.

It seems that he is more suitable to be a swordsman who takes pleasure in revenge than a qualified soldier who obeys orders and prohibitions.

.........

"After midnight, you slipped out of the Imperial Army Camp alone and headed towards the Brest Military Port."

"Relying on the mobility of the 'Magister' flying spell, you quickly arrived at the Brest military port."

"When you were three kilometers away from the military port, your magic wave revealed your presence, and the enemy magister troops stepped forward to meet the enemy."

"only one person?!"