Storm of Gods

Chapter 136 Holy Zeal Academy

Weekends in Heldan are a happy time for the people of Heldan. Li Xin arrived at the Holy Ze Academy, which was very grand in scale and had many handsome men and beautiful women. Back in Tianjing, he thought Roland was a special case, but after arriving in Holy Ze, he found that there were many people of that type. Because it was close to the St. George District, there were also many immigrants in the Holy Ze Academy. To be precise, in Heldan, the Holy Ze Academy was the only one that accepted immigrants and attached great importance to Hextech. Other knight academies in Heldan still did not have Hextech courses.

Simmons personally showed Li Xin around the Holy Ze Academy. It was clear that Simmons was still excited. And it made sense; with such a key player, the eagle-like Simmons might really take flight.

"In terms of land area, Saint Ze and the Tianjing Order Academy are about the same. Our Hextech technology can't compare, but our level is the best in Montecrita, and it's also the most valued," Simmons said.

Li Xin knew that Simmons was being modest; the scope was much broader, and the hardware was much better. Of course, the level of the Academy wasn't judged by that; combat power was also important. He had also heard Luo Xue say that the overall level of Saint Ze was very high.

The curriculum at the Holy Zeal Academy is also more comprehensive, and its knowledge of secrets has been further enhanced. There are potion classes here, and some basic potion recipes are publicly available, something that Tianjing does not have. This made Li Xin marvel. Normally, a resource-rich country would indulge in comfort, but Monte Caleta is really a bit different. With divine protection, it still does so well in this area. Even with Li Xin's Heavenly Eye, he felt it was quite impressive.

Reform is something that usually only happens when things are desperate. For a powerful company like Montcarette to still be willing to try is truly remarkable.

After a tour, Li Xin was in a good mood. He liked the grand and imposing architectural style, which was both impressive and aesthetically pleasing. Of course, this was all based on wealth. The stone and other materials used, the details of the decoration, and the craftsmanship all required sufficient financial support, which Montcarette, with its ample reserves, could certainly afford.

Simmons was showing Li Xin around, while at the Saint Ze team's base, Celia, Lancer, and others were all talking excitedly. The captain had made them wait early in the morning, saying he was bringing back a key figure.

"Celtis, what exactly is the boss doing? Why is she being so mysterious?" Lancer was getting a little impatient.

“How would I know? You know him better than I do,” Celia pouted. Her cousin had finally managed to ignite his fighting spirit, but she didn’t know what he was up to. She had assigned several targets, who, although of lower status, were just as proud as he was. There was no way he could recruit them without the captain’s intervention.

"Locke, you've been in really good form lately, your combat power is increasing at a rapid pace, damn it, are you trying to become a prince consort?" Lancer teased.

With a head of stubborn red curly hair, slightly darker skin than the crowd, and a somewhat mixed-race appearance, Locke smiled and said, "Whether I'm a prince consort or not is another matter. I, Locke, will fight for the Holy Land without hesitation!"

"Haha, well said! Our boss's characteristic is caution. Now that he has an idea, he must have made preparations and plans. Looking at the whole of Montaleta, only our Saint Ze can carry the banner of the Faith Academy!" Lancer also had a bit of a commanding air about him. He had been holding back for a long time. Montaleta is passionate and flamboyant, but their boss is too low-key, which has made it difficult for them to release their emotions.

At their age, they are filled with an insatiable desire for honor and fame, and they need a stage to showcase their abilities to the entire Montcareta, His Majesty the King, and His Highness the Princess.

It's not that he's aiming to become the prince consort; what if? After all, even Little Red Hair dares to dream of it.

"Celdia, you're so enthusiastic, could it be that you're after Prince Aklis? That guy's a playboy," Lancer said. Celdia is the goddess of the Holy Zeal Academy. Her decision to give up the Knight Academy to join the Holy Zeal Academy caused quite a stir, after all, she had been a princess's companion.

“I’m only interested in his strength, but you can’t judge a book by its cover,” Celia said. “This second prince is no ordinary man. I heard he received high praise in the Holy Temple and has been running rampant in Heldan since he returned, without encountering any rivals.”

"Celtis, who would dare to go all out against His Highness the Prince?" Locke couldn't help but laugh, and everyone else laughed too. Aklis might not be weak, but who among them was weak? Unless on a special stage, going to war with the Prince in a friendly spar would be insane.

Sparring and fighting to the death are completely different in terms of combat skill.

Having gone five years without a major competition, students from both the Knight Academy and the Order Academy were eagerly anticipating this biggest opportunity. "Why isn't that person here yet? What a jerk! Does the captain have to go to such lengths to invite him?"

"I don't know. The boss said this guy is our team's trump card. We have to take him down. If we do, our strength will increase dramatically." Lancer didn't know either. Could it be that cook? The boss has been acting strangely ever since he met that cook.

Both his background in Tianjing and his profession as a cook were things that Lancer found hard to accept.

"I need to use the restroom, I can't hold it anymore," Locke said, wiggling his hips. "I'll be right back."

"Hurry up, what brings you back from Tianjing? So many things to do, like a woman... Ah, Celia, I didn't mean it that way, ouch, don't kick me!" Lancer immediately took a kick, hopping and skipping away, but it looked like he did it on purpose.

Amidst the playful banter, Simmons, beaming, led Li Xin to the base. Upon seeing their captain return, everyone straightened up, instantly exuding the aura of Heldan's elite troops, and all eyes fell on the newcomer.

Li Xin touched his nose, his gaze falling on Celia... This girl has a very good temperament, with a lively spirit, especially her refreshing short hair. In Daoyuan, where everyone has long hair, such a dashing look is indeed refreshing and evokes some memories for him.

Although it was just a purely appreciative gaze, it still aroused strong dissatisfaction among Lancer and the others. If Simmons hadn't been there, they would have already exploded. Don't be fooled by their usual playful banter with Celia; if any outsider dared to show the slightest disrespect to Celia, they would definitely make that person reborn.

Simmons didn't pay attention to this; Celia was no different from a man to him. "Everyone, let me introduce you. This is Li Xin. He will soon join our Holy Ze Academy. He is a master I managed to invite, and he will be our trump card in this year's Glory Battle. Of course, Brother Li will also spar with everyone when he has time. This is a great opportunity to learn from him."

Simmons didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, but to others, it was simply unbelievable, especially to a few people who remembered him. Wasn't Li Xin a substitute from the Tianjing Academy? They had a vague impression of him, so why was he here?

“Boss, our Glory of Heroes doesn’t use Hextech,” Barkley couldn’t help but say.

“Yeah, boss, there are limited spots. We need to strengthen our team, but gambling on Hextech isn’t a good idea.” Locke returned and saw Li Xin scrutinizing Celia, which had already made him unhappy. He couldn’t help but rub his forehead hard, trying to show off his tough and ruthless side.

Simmons waved his hand with a smile, "You'll find out about Hextech later."

Lancer, being Simmons' right-hand man, restrained himself when he saw the cook in front of him. It wasn't a good time to embarrass him. What was going on?

"My name is Li Xin. I used to be in Li Long. I'm new here and need your help, brothers." Li Xin cupped his hands in the Li Long style.

No one responded. Even those brought by Simmons were not convinced. Yes, they were not convinced. Those who could be selected from the thousands of people in the Order of the Church were all the best. They either possessed divine relics or had explosive psionic talent and were experts in a certain area.

Celia smiled, blinked, and said, "Don't we have a welcoming ceremony for the newlyweds?"

(End of this chapter)