Chapter 1203: Young Man in the Slum 4 Vladimir nodded affirmatively: "Not to mention treating blindness, high-ranking priests can even resurrect the dead."
"In that case, then I must try to become a priest" Peter found motivation, even if he was laughed at as a "monkey in robes", as long as he could heal Vladimir's eyes and restore his light, he could use his paintbrush and carving knife again.
"Tell me what the exam questions are tomorrow."
"When I left the seminary, I asked people about two questions, the first of which was to write an essay about why I wanted to be a pastor of Sindra, which bothered me; The second question," Peter scratched his head, "I heard that it is a mixed calculation problem of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, which is a bit difficult. ” "Mixed arithmetic, I taught you."
"It's a pity I didn't study hard at that time," Peter hung his head in a weak heart.
"Go get a pen and paper, and I'll tell you about it again, I hope it's still too late."
"Okay" Peter brought ink, quills and a stack of old newspapers and lit an oil lamp.
Vladimir fumbled with his pen and listed a long list of calculations in the newspaper.
"If there are both additions and minuses and divisions in a row, then the multiplication and division are calculated first, and then the addition and subtraction" "Sounds simple."
Peter was actually very clever and easily grasped the rudimentary rules of calculation.
Fearing that this level of arithmetic would not be enough to guarantee him passing tomorrow's exam, Vladimir added a line of more complex calculations with four mixed operations and parentheses.
"If the equation contains parentheses, the part of the parentheses is counted first."
"Is it more priority than multiplication and division," Peter asked.
Vladimir nodded affirmatively.
"Okay, I see."
Just as Peter was immersed in the equation, footsteps were heard outside the window, and it seemed that someone was knocking on the door.
Vladimir heard the movement and tried to get up and open the door.
Peter hurriedly stopped him, "Don't move, I'll go out and have a look" As soon as he opened the door, the wind and snow blew in his face, making him squint.
In the snowy night, a burly man stood outside the door, wearing a grass-green cloak with the "Chasseur" emblem of the Kolath Legion.
The young officer in his early twenties had a beard, a frosty beard, and high riding boots covered in mud and snow.
"Big Brother Nikolai" Peter jumped up in surprise and rushed up to hug the young officer, "Thank goodness you're finally back" Nikolai reached out from under the cloak with his right arm and stroked the little one's hair and asked him in a low voice: "Did Vladimir sleep?"
"Not yet, I'm being taught arithmetic, and tomorrow I'm going to the seminary for the entrance exam for the training course," Peter said to himself excitedly, suddenly realizing that something was wrong, and looked at Nikolai in wonder, "How did you get a foot in mud and snow on your horse?"
"Staying in the barracks, it's not easy for me to ride a horse now."
Nikolai said casually.
Peter frowned vigorously, and suddenly lifted Nikolai's cloak, and his heart trembled.
Nikolai's left arm was missing, and the empty sleeve was blown up by the wind.
"Brother Nikolai, your arm" Peter's eyes were red, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears.
"It's not a big deal, it's just bad luck that I was attacked from behind by a half-dragon mongrel and cut off my left arm, but I didn't suffer a loss, and a backhand stab killed him."
Nikolai smiled nonchalantly, "I'm not a tough guy, I'll tell you a little secret, I've saved enough merit points, I'll go to Sindra Cathedral in two days, exchange merit points for healing services, and ask the high-ranking priest to perform regeneration to help me renew my broken arm." ” "Ah, what kind of regeneration can really make your arms grow back," Peter's eyes widened in surprise.
"Of course you can, not to mention that it's just a broken arm, even if the internal organs are damaged, it can be repaired, my little injury is not a big deal in the eyes of the priest."
Nikolai said cheerfully.
"Brother Nikolai, can regeneration also restore sight to people with injured eyes?"
asked Peter eagerly.
"It should be okay, why are you asking this?"
Peter opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
"Forget it, let's go into the house and talk about it, it's cold outside, Vladimir's kid is busy painting again, and the big brother won't come out to pick it up when he comes home, really" Nikolai muttered into the house, then suddenly stopped, and looked straight at each other.
"Big brother, you're back" A young man with a pale face was grabbing his feet against the wall and groping his way towards the door.
Nikolai stared at his brother's face, his body trembled, he walked over, stretched out his arm, opened his palm, and tried to shake it in front of his brother.
Vladimir was blind, but his sense of hearing and touch was particularly sharp, and he smiled bitterly when he noticed that a breeze seemed to blow in front of his brother as he approached.
"During the time you've been away, a lot of things have happened that my eyes can't see."
"What the hell is going on, my poor Vladimir" Nikolai excitedly rushed up and hugged his brother tightly, but he immediately calmed down again.
As his brother stretched out his arms and tried to hug him, the chaser lieutenant quickly took two steps back to avoid his brother touching his empty sleeves.
Vladimir hugged the void with a confused look on his face.
Nikolai knew that his brother was meticulous, lest he notice the flaw, and reluctantly lied: "I'm in too much hurry along the way, and I'm covered in mud and snow, so don't get your clothes dirty." ” Vladimir was stunned for a moment, did not insist on hugging his brother anymore, and asked him: "Are you hungry, Peter brought back a piece of bread and eat it together." ” "I didn't come back until I had dinner at the barracks."
Nikolai sat down at the shabby dining table, "I heard that Peter is going to take the priesthood exam, and the little one is a good mix."
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"It's a priest training course exam, and you only have a chance to take the test after a month of training."
Peter hurriedly explained, "I heard that the hope of finally passing the test and being promoted to Pastor Sindra is very small, and at most five out of a hundred people can pass the test, I don't dare to think about it, I just hope that I can pass the entrance exam tomorrow morning, so that I can eat and drink for free in the seminary cafeteria for a month."
"If the things I taught you just now are useful, tomorrow's exam should be difficult for you," Vladimir habitually lectured Peter with the mentality of an elder brother, "Remember, don't eat and drink in front of the priest, it's very rude, and besides, aren't you already determined to become a respected Pastor Sindra, come on, Peter, I also expect you to learn advanced magic in the future and help me heal my eyes":