Chapter 18 Once Resounded Through the Stars...

The students who were practicing around rushed over when an accident happened.

Naturally, they all heard Jason's words.

One by one they thought Jason was crazy.

Or rather scared!

How can horses understand human speech?

"Flicker..."

These students shouted loudly, but before the words were finished, they saw a scene that will never be forgotten-

Howling!

With a long neigh, the galloping horse raised its front hooves.

Then,

Kneeling directly in front of Jason.

Ma, can't understand human language.

However, it can feel the breath of the upper predator.

As soon as Jason opened his mouth and exuded a slight breath, it received the message.

That is a message from the depths of the soul!

If you don't want to be eaten, stop!

immediately!

Follow the instinct of the horse, immediately obey.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene, including the female knight Teddy on horseback.

She looked at Jason who was close at hand, and subconsciously pulled the reins, but the horse didn't stand up at all, instead...

Trembling all over!

Totally out of control.

Because, Jason's eyes have been staring at it.

to be eaten!

been eaten!

The horse let out a low neigh.

Then, Jason looked at the female knight.

"How many years have you tamed it?"

Jason asked.

"Three, three years."

The female knight stammered, because, being stared at by Jason, she always felt hairy, and those eyes were too sharp, like knives.

It's not that she has never seen someone with similar sharp eyes, but there has never been a person as terrifying as Jason.

"Is it usually docile?"

Jason continued to ask.

"Very docile!"

"Carrots are not grumpy horses!"

Teddy said, and then, not being stupid, she quickly realized what Jason meant.

The female knight explained:

"It should be the training just now that made it exciting, and this happened."

"Sorry, it was my fault."

"I'm too confident in myself."

With that said, the female knight turned over and dismounted, and first bowed to the female pastry chef and apologized to Jason.

The etiquette is not the etiquette of ordinary people, but the chest-beating ceremony similar to that used by knights and warriors.

"It's okay, Teddy."

The female pastry chef immediately grabbed her friend's hand and said softly.

However, his eyes turned to Jason.

Jason's eyes looked around at the students present.

Everyone who looked at Jason felt their eyes tingling, and couldn't help turning their heads.

Then, he walked towards the racecourse.

The surrounding students involuntarily moved aside one by one.

Jason walked towards the place where the horse ran before.

Not far, only ten meters.

Standing on this loess compacted place, Jason pointed to his feet and said:

"dig!"

"dig?"

The female knight was stunned.

The confused female pastry chef looked serious, she looked at the horse, then looked at the position where Jason was standing, and immediately said: "Teddy, please trust Jason, dig it up and take a look. "

With the persuasion of a friend, the female knight, who was already full of guilt, did not unexpectedly agree.

When the female knight ran to the stable to get the tools, the surrounding students also acted.

"Help the president together."

a boy said.

Then, a dozen students came out with shovels and the like and joined the excavation.

The compacted loess is laborious to excavate.

But people are more powerful.

In a short while, a deep pit up to one meter deep was dug.

But nothing.

Some tired students looked at the female knight.

The female knight looked at Jason.

"Do you want to continue?"

the female knight asked.

"continue."

The respondent was a female pastry chef.

The female pastry chef has been searching in the loess dug up.

When a friend asked, she finally found what she was looking for.

He took out the handkerchief, picked it up, and handed it to his friend.

"This is?!"

The female knight looked at the contents in the handkerchief and immediately took a deep breath.

The expressions of the surrounding students changed greatly.

A student couldn't help but whispered:

"Hands, fingers!"

In the center of the handkerchief that the female pastry chef was dragging was a finger.

The flesh is long gone.

Slender with neat roots.

There are also centripetal cracks on it.

"Just now when Teddy came to me on a radish, the usually docile radish suddenly became uncontrollable because he stepped on this finger!"

The lady pastry chef explained.

Everyone suddenly realized and nodded.

"So it is."

Then, the crowd changed again.

"There's a finger here."

"Isn't it down there?"

The female knight swallowed and smeared, and suddenly felt that the soil under her feet was a little hot.

So do others.

Although they are members of the St. Mungo's Student Union, they also carry out knight training in the tradition of St. Mungo's.

But it's just training, not actual combat in the real sense.

Mostly because of training injuries and bleeding.

As for the corpse?

That was really never seen.

The female knight wanted to jump out of the pothole, but did not act.

The student council members next to them jumped out one by one.

This made the female knight feel ashamed.

After all, there is an 'outsider' here.

Looking at Jason, who was standing by the pit with an indifferent expression from start to finish, the female knight shouted, "Did you forget the oath you made when you joined the student council? Did you forget the oath to get the sword? You forgot to choose a warhorse. oath?"

The students who had just jumped out of the pit were ashamed to be questioned by the female knight.

One by one they bowed their heads.

Then--

The female knight suddenly shouted:

"Between light and darkness, there is always a power that has not changed."

"In holiness and decay, there is always a power that is sublimated."

The voice of the female knight made the students who bowed their heads raise their heads one by one.

After they looked at each other, almost at the same time, they shouted the following oath:

"War, hunger, poverty, make that power permanent."

"Peace, harvest, abundance, make that power precious."

"courage!"

"justice!"

"Fearless!"

"sacrifice!"

"Under the witness of the dawn, we... have nothing to fear!"

The sound is getting louder.

Until the end, it has already become high-pitched.

Courage dispels fear.

The students returned to the pit again and began to dig.

Jason stood aside with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Did he not believe that a student would have such an oath?

It is completely another version of the knight's oath.

"That's the motto of St Mungo's College."

"It is said that it was left by a vice-principal who first founded St. Mungo's College."

The lady pastry chef explained.

"Vice-Chancellor?"

Jason was stunned. Which principal he thought should have stayed.

"Um."

"It is rumored that the vice-principal is a hunter or a lumberjack. He used to live in a log cabin in the corner of the college, but that log cabin is long gone."

The female pastry chef said with a pity on her face.

She really wanted to meet the vice-principal who could make such an oath.

So does Jason.

Because such an oath always reminded him of the old sergeant.

Too bad the two couldn't meet.

If we meet...

It's gonna be a hit and miss, right?

Jason shook his head slightly, threw this unreliable idea out of his mind, and began to focus on the deep pit.

The members of the student council are digging harder than before.

Under this premise, after about half an hour, they found something.

"Dig it!"

A male voice cheered.

But then, such cheers turned into exclamations—

"It's Bella!"