Zhuo Fan drew two short swords with almost flat blades and crossed them in front of his chest. The short sword reflected the cold light, and a solemn and desolate aura dissipated, and Zhuo Fan began to speak. His speech was not long, mainly to introduce the difficulties of this mission, the battle time spent with his comrades, and the shock and regret brought to him by his teammates' sacrifice. Both on stage and off stage, they were silent. The host, even Kong Xiangjun and Ling Xiao, were also silent, showing a look of reminiscence. They also thought of their brothers who had been born and died together when they were active on the battlefield. Now, most of the familiar faces have disappeared forever. Although people have disappeared, friendship and common memories still last forever.

Without passionateness, the plain words silently touched the soft area that had been covered in the soldiers' hearts for a long time, and Zhuo Fan's words were about to end.

At the end, Zhuo Fan shouted out Aaron's last wish as his own volunteer.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, he quietly left the stage.

It took him a long time to get off the stage, and the silence turned into sporadic applause, and the sporadic applause turned into warm and lasting applause. No soldier thought Zhuo Fan was talking big because this was the devil's final speech.

When Kong Xiangjun saw Zhuo Fan, he thought of his son Kong Chao again, and immediately felt a sense of regret that he could not make a strong man.

He no longer expects Kong Chao to surpass Zhuo Fan, but he just hopes that Kong Chao will not be too far from Zhuo Fan in the next five years, and that is already satisfied.

Kong Xiangjun hoped in his heart that this prison life would allow Kong Chao to truly raise his fighting spirit and turn his anger and unwillingness into motivation to move forward.

After the ceremony, the soldiers talked and left the venue.

According to the agreement, Zhuo Fan followed a young maid sent by General Ling Xiao through the military camp. After walking for five minutes, he had already entered the soldiers' restricted area, which was a high-level general area that only officers and their families could enter. When entering the general area, the maid became cautious. He would be punished if he said the wrong thing or did the wrong thing here.

The maid likes to talk more. Seeing Zhuo Fan young, she thought Zhuo Fan was a new recruit and was about to be panicked when she came to the general area for the first time. So she introduced Zhuo Fan while guiding the way. What Zhuo Fan heard the most was not to go around and not talk to the general's family at will, so as not to have unnecessary misunderstandings or other things.

Leaving the maid nagging, Zhuo Fan just nodded expressionlessly, indicating that he had heard it.

His eyes swept across the changing scenery around him, without a trace of panic on his face.

When the maid saw Zhuo Fan absent-minded and a little unhappy, she stopped introducing him. However, she also noticed Zhuo Fan's calmness and knew that it was impossible to pretend, so she glanced at Zhuo Fan a little higher.

After walking for another two minutes, you could see a continuous small building in front of you. Ling Bingyan temporarily lived in one of the small buildings. Ling Xiao, who was going to visit this time, was naturally deep in the consular area.

Going further forward, there are five levels in total.

Each level requires a corresponding pass to enter.

The guards were very surprised when they saw the demon medal on Zhuo Fan's chest. Then, without waiting for the maid's order, they immediately opened the passage and released the ban. Originally, the maid had to inform him if he passed, but now Zhuo Fan is here, all the procedures were saved.

This surprised the maid. The recruits behind her seemed to be much taller. It turned out that she didn't know the meaning of this demon medal, but now she has some experience. When she looked at Zhuo Fan again, she had more curiosity and respect in her eyes. You must know that at least it must be the school officials to pass through the generals and consular areas without any obstacles.

Zhuo Fan's military rank shows that he is a completely new recruit. What the maid doesn't know is that Zhuo Fan's demon medal is on the one hand, and on the other hand, because General Ling Xiao greeted the soldiers guarding the pass in advance.

Finally, the maid stopped. She and Zhuo Fan came to the edge of the general area, and in front of them was an ordinary military camouflage tent.

When Zhuo Fan saw the tent, he frowned. Then he thought about it and realized that Ling Xiao chose to meet him in a remote place to keep a low profile. Now he was even more curious about the purpose of Ling Xiao calling him to come.

Seeing Zhuo Fan a little confused, the maid made the "please" action, then took a step back before explaining: "The general said that you would like to enter alone. After you come out, I will continue to guide you." Unconsciously, the word you in the maid's mouth became you.

Zhuo Fan lifted the curtain and entered the tent. Ling Xiao was the only one inside. He took a look at the arrangement in the tent. It was very ordinary and there was no place worth noting.

Zhuo Fan set his eyes on Ling Xiao's somewhat bleak back again.

"I've seen General Ling." Zhuo Fan saluted respectfully.

When Ling Xiao heard Zhuo Fan's voice, his original thoughts were interrupted. His body trembled slightly before slowly turning around. His resolute face now looked a little loose, and his hard eyebrows were also a little lowered. He squeezed out a happy expression and said with a smile: "Young friend, you're welcome. I'm asking you this time, because there's something to ask you."

Although Ling Xiao's voice was enthusiastic, it lacked infectiousness and was a little hollow. It was obvious that he had something to worry about now.

As an admiral, Ling Xiao actually had something to ask himself. If some people encountered such a thing, they might be proud and agreed immediately. Unfortunately, Zhuo Fan was not like this. He was indeed a little surprised, but his face was still very calm: "I am just an ordinary soldier. General, please don't say anything. If I could do anything, I would never refuse."

Seeing Zhuo Fan still not arrogant or impatient, Ling Xiao's slightly tired eyes flashed with appreciation. He took a long breath and stared at the steel frame support structure at the top of the tent. While recalling, he slowly narrated: "This is the thing..."

He began to tell about Ling Bingyan, and his eyes flashed as if he had seen the past, and he spoke very seriously. Zhuo Fan had actually seen these things in meditation, but now he repeated them through Ling Xiao's mouth, which was not as vivid as the image he saw during meditation. Although it was a bit boring, Zhuo Fan still listened carefully, and he nodded and asked questions from time to time.

Ling Xiao omitted a lot of things, and overall it was still similar to what Zhuo Fan saw during meditation. Obviously, it was to show sincerity, and he did not hide anything about these things.

Ling Bingyan's life experience is almost the same, and he turned to Ling Bingyan's desire to become a magician. Zhuo Fan also knew this.

He said almost the same thing, and Ling Xiao's words suddenly changed: "Do you know the league's super magic academy?"

Special? Hearing these two words, Zhuo Fan's heart moved. He only knew that there was a first-level magic academy in the league, and the first-level magic academy was already top-notch. As for the special level, this was the first time he heard about it. With his current awakening rate and mental power, Zhuo Fan asked himself that he could enter the first-level magic academy, and as for the special level...

Seeing Zhuo Fan's interest, Ling Xiao was delighted, but the expression on his face became solemn: "My friend, your magical talent is first-class, which makes Bing Yan admire him very much. If I use my relationship to recommend you to enter the only super magic academy in the league, can you promise me something?"
Chapter completed!