Tenebrous Sovereign

Gathering

Dean dragged his body back to the residential area. He spent five copper coins to call a carriage near the high wall and was directly sent to the front of Linkang Street. It was too late today to buy sulfur and saltpeter. Moreover, he was going to the scavenger training camp in a few days. Judging from the confidentiality level of this organization, the things brought there would most likely be subject to strict inspections.

Although in this world, people only knew how to use sulfur for dyes and making pesticides, it was still considered a low-toxicity dangerous good.

The Jura couple were obviously anxious to wait. Seeing Dean's return, they obviously heaved a sigh of relief. The next moment, they smelled the strong stench coming from him. Gregg frowned and distanced himself, "What's that strange smell on you? Why are you so dirty?"

Dean coughed lightly and said, "I fell in the slum district."

"Why are you still asking? Hurry up and wash. I'll boil hot water for you." Jura pinched her nose and ran to the kitchen.

Dean entered the bathroom and hid the super chip in the gap of the floor beside. Soon, Jura brought a basin of warm water, "You need to wash thoroughly. Do you want my help?"

"No need." Dean promptly refused.

"OK. Then wash slowly by yourself and make sure to wash clean." Jura placed the water on the ground and turned to leave.

Dean looked at this small basin of water and smiled wryly in his heart. Suddenly, he missed the showerhead in the old era. Unfortunately, in this world, the radiation in the water couldn't be completely filtered, at least not in the residential area. This made him yearn to enter the business district sooner.

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Three days later.

A tall carriage galloped to the doorstep of the Jura couple's home. The horse pulling the carriage was extremely strong, about two meters tall, wearing exquisitely crafted armor. Its black hair was mixed with some brown hair, seemingly a crossbreed.

A young man in a standard soft armor got off the carriage. He was slender but stood as straight as a spear. He looked at the house number and knocked on the door.

The Jura couple and Dean, who were having breakfast, had already seen this carriage through the window and simultaneously thought in their hearts that it was here. Jura immediately went to open the door and said enthusiastically, "Please come in."

The young man in the standard soft armor saw that she seemed to know his purpose but still showed his identity card, which was a medal with crossed swords and knives, representing the identity of a "Guardian Soldier". He didn't enter the house and said, "No, I'm in a hurry. This time, I'm here to take your child to the military training ground in the business district. Presumably, you have already received the notice from above. Then get ready. I'm in a rush."

Jura didn't expect him to be in such a hurry and hurriedly said, "May I ask, sir, how long will this child's military training last?"

The young man in the standard soft armor calmly said, "The training period is three years. During these three years, there is one day off each month to come back and reunite with you. However, my suggestion is that it's better to use the vacation to have a good rest or supplement some knowledge. Otherwise, it will be very difficult to last the three years."

Jura's face changed, "So tough? What if he gets eliminated?"

"Don't worry. Even if he gets eliminated, he can still get a small position." The young man in the standard soft armor said indifferently.

Hearing their conversation, Gregg felt relieved at the bottom of his heart. Turning his head, he saw Dean who was still eating slowly and couldn't help but be stunned, saying, "Why don't you hurry up and get ready? Don't keep this officer waiting."

Dean sighed. He hated being interrupted during meals the most. In the past, he would have lost his temper. Looking at Gregg's glaring eyes, he could only put down the vegetable roll, clap his hands, return to his room, and put the two sets of folded change of clothes that were already prepared into the linen backpack. Of course, the most important thing was his super chip, which he had already put in the pocket of one of the sets of change of clothes.

After getting ready, Dean put on the backpack, came to the door, looked up at the young man in the standard soft armor and said, "Let's go."

Jura's eyes were reluctant and said, "Did you bring everything? Clothes, washing cups..."

"It's all packed." Dean waved his hand, indicating no need to worry.

"Be careful when you go there. Don't fight with other children. Just tolerate whenever possible."

Dean felt a warmth in his heart. Although he still held a grudge about being sold to Ivy's family last time, he could also see that Jura was sincere towards him. To blame, it could only be blamed that some feelings couldn't withstand reality after all. However, after all, it was an adoptive relationship and he was already very grateful.

"I will. You also have to take care of yourself. The 'Black Death Season' has a high temperature. Open the windows for ventilation more often and don't get infected with the plague." Dean instructed.

Jura was an emotional person. Thinking that she didn't know when she would see Dean again after this parting, tears couldn't help but well up in her eyes.

"Let's go." The young man in the standard soft armor turned and jumped onto the carriage, without any intention of helping Dean carry some of the backpacks.

Dean climbed onto the carriage, looked at the Jura and Gregg at the doorstep, waved his hand, and also felt a touch of reluctant feeling. But soon, this feeling was suppressed in his heart. His palm tightened the backpack and his gaze became cold and stern, and his soft heart also became cold and strong.

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The carriage galloped. After entering the business district, it turned through more than a dozen streets and gradually entered a remote and less-populated street. Continuing forward for a while, a huge high wall blocked the carriage. The young man in the standard soft armor shook the horse rope and the carriage followed the high wall. Before long, they came to an open gate. This gate was locked by a huge iron fence gate. Two statues of warriors holding swords and knives were respectively carved on both sides of the gate, and two words were engraved below.

"Loyalty" and "Guardian"!

"Get off!" The young man in the standard soft armor shouted lightly.

Dean jumped off the carriage and quietly observed the new environment around.

"Follow me." The young man in the standard soft armor glanced at him, loosened the reins, and wasn't afraid that the carriage would run away. He led the way himself and entered through a small gate beside the huge iron fence gate.

Behind this gate was a huge training ground. The young man in the standard soft armor brought Dean to a small spire at the corner of the training ground. As soon as they arrived here, they heard a low sobbing sound.

The young man in the standard soft armor frowned and pushed open the wooden door. He saw seven or eight children of Dean's age standing in the spire hall. At this moment, one of the curly-haired little girls was hugging her knees and crying while squatting on the ground. A few boys beside her were at a loss and looked embarrassed.

The young man in the standard soft armor's face turned cold and said, "What's going on?"

One of the boys was startled. Seeing the young man in the standard soft armor, he hurriedly said, "M, Minnie said she misses home."

The young man in the standard soft armor said coldly, "Is that so?" He stepped forward to the little girl, commanded, "You have two seconds to stop crying and stand up!"

The little girl was timid. Hearing his cold words, she was scared to stop crying and trembled to stand up, but tears were still swirling in her eyes.