Morris reluctantly returned the letter of God to the Lord, but his eyes were kept on it and never moved away.

It is obvious that this book of the Knight God’s cultivation notebook is really tempting for them, the knights.

Sean held the note and said calmly: "Do you want to learn?"

Morris took a deep breath and nodded heavily and said, "The Knight's God's cultivation note is the cultivation holy scripture that every knight dreams of, and no one doesn't want to practice."

What he wants is his words.

Sean looked at him and said with a serious expression, "This letter of God is summoned by me from heaven. This is only one. If you want to practice, I can watch it for you, but..."

"But what?" Morris asked anxiously.

"But I am afraid that this letter of God will be secretly peeked by the enemy." Sean sighed. "At that time, the enemy will learn the God's books I summoned to deal with us, kill our knights, and occupy our land. This is the last thing I want to see."

Morris hurriedly said, "Don't worry, sir, I will never spread this note."

Sean shook his head and said, "Sometimes, it's not that you can't just want to do it. Just because you're afraid that those guys with ulterior motives outside will coerce you and use the power of the prophet to force you to reveal the practice methods of the Holy Book. You should know that the prophet has three magical techniques, namely the Heavenly Eye, Hypnosis and Prediction. Among them, Hypnosis is a special way to control other people's thoughts, and they can easily get any secrets and things they want."

Morris knew what the Lord was worried about, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

He may be able to resist physical torture with his perseverance of chivalry, but no one can resist the hypnosis of the advanced prophets.

At this time, Sean said again: "I have a way to solve this problem."

Morris hurriedly said, "Master, please tell me, as long as it is beneficial to theMaster."

At this time, Sean waved his hand and a red curse contract appeared in his hands. "This is a contract. As long as you sign and abide by this contract, you will no longer have to worry about the sacred texts flowing out."

"Okay, I'm willing to sign a contract!" Morris answered without thinking. Anyway, he had already sworn allegiance to Lord Lord, and this contract had no effect on him.

He never thought of betraying Lord Lord.

Seeing that he agreed so simply, Sean was very satisfied.

When the red contract was about to be unfolded, many runes flashing with strange light appeared on the contract.

Sean slowly recited with the contract: "Morris Stoll, if you sign this contract, you will get the practice note of the God of Knights. Now please swear that without my permission, you will never be able to reveal the practice note of the God of Knights. If you violate the contract, you will face the punishment brought by the curse of the contract..."

"I swear that without the permission of the Lord, the practice of the Holy Book will never be revealed. If I violate the oath, I am willing to accept the punishment of the contract curse!"

After making a solemn oath, Morris pressed his handprint on the red curse contract with his blood.

Just as he finished pressing his handprint, the curse contract burned itself without fire, turning into a red stream of light, which was engraved on Morris' forehead.

Sean looked at his forehead again and a dim red rune mark appeared.

Morris willingly signed the curse contract. Sean was very happy, and immediately he stabbed the hand of God and handed it to Morris with confidence.

"Take it, practice it well, remember to return it to me after reading it and memorizing it."

"Thank you, sir!"

Morris took over the piercing and felt like he had a treasure. After he gave a tribute with excitement, he left with ecstasy.

Looking at his hurriedly leaving, Sean pondered: "Let him learn first, and after he learns, he will teach the other nine trainee knights, but before teaching, those guys must also sign a curse contract."

Maurice learned the letter of God, which is of great benefit to himself and the Black Hawk territory.

More importantly, I want Morris to teach him how to practice God's Notes in the future.

Although he knew his talent very well, since he was the practice note of the Knight God, he was always a peerless magical skill.

Even if he cannot become a real master, it is always good to increase his strength and self-defense. At least, he can run faster when he encounters danger.

Morris carefully hid the letter of God in his arms, like a cautious thief who stole priceless treasures.

After leaving the castle, he ran all the way to the barracks.

During the whole process, no matter who spoke to him, saluted or greeted him, they turned a blind eye to him.

Go back to your barracks, close the door tightly and lock it.

Even Pierce, who was practicing outside, was in no mood to understand.

Sitting in the room, Morris took out the handwritten letter with both hands, took a few deep breaths, and suppressed his inner excitement.

However, he trembled and opened the Knight's Book and started to study it carefully.

Soon, the morning passed, and Zebra and the others came back from patrol. Morris did not go out, didn't even have lunch, and didn't even show up for guidance in the team's training.

Before I knew it, another afternoon passed.

It was dark soon again, and Morris still didn't go out. He even held the classics and never let them go.

As the practice of classics became more and more detailed, Morris' eyes became redder and brighter.

This letter from Dom Geekard seemed to have completely opened a door for him, allowing him to enter an unprecedented new world.

In this way, Morris was immersed in this world, forgetting to eat and sleep, completely forgetting the existence of time...

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It was dark and the night quickly enveloped the Black Hawk territory.

Inside the castle.

Sean had just finished dinner. He wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully with a napkin, looked up and asked John who was waiting aside, "Morris hasn't come out of the barracks yet?"

Old John nodded and said with some concern: "Yes, Knight Morris, I haven't gone out all day. If I don't eat or drink, will something happen to him?"

Sean lowered his head and thought, "Don't worry about him, and don't let others disturb him. Give him a space alone."

"But the master..."

Old John wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

After the servants packed the tableware and left, Sean sat in the room and slowly drank water to digest food.

Suddenly, at this moment.

The lights in the room gradually dimmed.

The temperature has also gradually decreased.

At this time, Sean's heart moved, and a trace of the brute-minded plan flashed in his eyes, "I really didn't expect that she would be back so soon after less than a day..."
Chapter completed!