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Uther looked at the answer sheet. He was completely shocked. Was this written by a child? Uther asked in his heart many times. The content of this answer sheet was longer than the others, and it included his views on the Holy Light.

It’s very clear: believe in the Holy Light, but don’t worship it.

Such a view seems to run counter to Lordaeron's belief in the Holy Light, but Uther rates this answer very highly. He has always believed that the Holy Light is pure, even simple, and that humans can be blessed by the Holy Light.

It is a kind of glory. No one will have the qualifications for this glory, because everyone is flawed, but the Holy Light is benevolent, pure, and unmistakable... It still loves its believers. Someone once said to Uther,

He would sacrifice everything for the Holy Light. Uther severely criticized that person. He said: "At any time, we should fear the Holy Light instead of worshiping it like a god. The Holy Light needs us to prove ourselves.

His heart is equally pure, and any flattery or fanaticism is disrespectful to the Holy Light."

"Nathanos Marris." Uther read the name. He put away the answer sheet and walked to Zeref. It was a little difficult to speak, but in the end he decided not to talk about it. He wanted to

Go find the child alone.

In the backyard of the blacksmith shop, Nathanos has been pointing his dagger straight ahead for three hours. His eyes have been staring straight ahead for such a long time. The sweat all over his body has wetted the soil under his feet, and his arms are sore and tormenting.

It affected his nerves, and he even felt that he had lost the feeling in his arms. What made him even more uncomfortable was that Goodell placed a bucket of clean water not far away in front of him, which was supreme for him.

Tempting, but Nathanos couldn't throw away his sword and rush towards the bucket of nectar. Gudel was right next to him, and the dwarf would definitely kick it over before he could get the bucket of water.

"The time is up." The dwarf gave the order, and Nathanos' head and hands fell at the same time. He did not go to drink water. He found that he did not have that desire. Goodell glanced at him and asked: "How do you feel?"

"Angry," Nathanos replied.

The dwarf raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled twice: "Very good, passed." The dwarf handed him a glass of water, and the boy drank it in one gulp.

"Nathanos, do you know the reason for your anger?"

The boy calmed down and shook his head. He didn't know that his whole body was in a state of numbness, standing there waiting for the dwarf's answer.

"Because you only have your opponent in your eyes. There is no bucket of water, no big tree in front, no wall behind the tree, or even this world. What you have to do is to make your opponent regret fighting you." Goodell took the Na.

The iron sword in Thanos's hand turned around and placed it next to a stone. "Nathanos, we are done today. It will be difficult for you to move your hands tomorrow, but I will not stop training you. You'd better

I hope your arm gets better soon."

This was harsher than Nathanos thought, but he could bear it. He nodded and wiped himself with a towel. He could take a good bath today.

At night, the pain all over Nathanos's body disappeared a little, but the fatigue that followed made him unable to muster the energy to read Brian's books several times. It was late at night, but there was a knock on the door suddenly outside the house, and Jonathan lit.

Candle went downstairs and saw firelight outside. He realized it was a night watchman.

Jonathan opened the door, and Uther stood outside. Even under the moonlit night, Jonathan could still feel his military majesty. He must be an official of high rank, because there were two knights behind him, and he himself also had

The mount is being held by a soldier.

"My lord?" Jonathan said, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Uther bowed to Jonathan, apologized for disturbing him, and then stated his purpose: "Hello, Jonathan, owner of the candy house, I am Uther, and I am here because I want to meet your nephew, Nathanos.

"Marius." The candle in Jonathan's hand immediately slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. Of course he knew that Uther, one of the top figures in the kingdom, came to find Nathanos? This is simply unbelievable.

"Sir, did Nathanos offend you somewhere? I apologize to you on his behalf. Please don't embarrass him. He is still a child." Jonathan quickly explained. Uther shook his head and said, "Please

Don't get me wrong, Jonathan, your nephew and I have never met, but his assessment answer sheet attracted me deeply. I have never seen a child write such an answer, so I sent people around to find out which family this child belongs to.

Other people’s children, and then I found this place.”

Jonathan nodded and quickly picked up the extinguished candle on the ground.

"You guys wait outside." Uther said to his entourage, and then followed Jonathan into the house. His wife Sally heard the noise and followed downstairs. She saw a middle-aged man who looked like an officer, with a look of surprise and fear on his face. Uther

He also bowed to the hostess.

Jonathan looked at his wife Sally. Now was not the time to explain. He said to Uther: "Sir, please wait a moment. I will ask Nathanos to come down. He should not be asleep yet."

"No." Uther grabbed Jonathan, "I'm here to visit him. I should go upstairs to see him. I also want to talk to him alone."

Jonathan nodded quickly, "He is in the room on the right on the second floor."

"Thank you." Uther walked up the stairs, nodded to Sally who was standing motionless at the corner, and continued going upstairs.

"What's going on? Who is he?"

"Uther, advisor to King Terenas." Jonathan said, and hurriedly covered his wife's mouth that was about to open in surprise. Jonathan's eyes signaled her to stay quiet.

"Why does he want to see Nathanos?" Sally asked worriedly, her eyes drifting to the second floor.

"I don't know either. He said he was very interested in Nathanos' test answers, but I don't think it's that simple."

No matter how he guessed, Jonathan didn't know what Uther was thinking. After leaving the archives today, Uther immediately came to the census registration office in Lordaeron. He asked people to immediately find which noble's child was named Nathano.

He thought that such an answer must be written by a well-educated noble child, but he was wrong and found nothing. Uther did not give up, and he followed the staff to search for the surname Maris, and finally found it during the curfew.

He learned that there was a confectioner named Jonathan Marris in the streets of Lordaeron, and his nephew was named Nathanos. Uther was very ashamed at the time. He looked down on the children of civilians too much, so

Regardless of the depth of night, he hurried here.

It was dark outside Nathanos's room, and no light came out from the gap under the door. Uther suspected that Nathanos had gone to bed. He gently opened the door and saw the child he wanted to see holding a hand.

He held a stool in front of his chest to defend himself.

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Chapter completed!