"Fine." Orlando looked at Hebrew and said unhurriedly, "But once night falls, I'll be exercising my rights."
Hearing this, Hebrew gave an awkward laugh, then began making arrangements.
"Gather everyone in the square. I have something to say."
"Yes, Commander."
The Low-rank Gold Knight answered, then walked out of the camp gate.
"Elder Brother, how do you think the test should be set?"
After giving Hebrew a deep look, Orlando sighed and said, "Design the assessment modes according to profession and rank differences."
"For example, for Low-rank Gold Knights, simply pick a few people from your Knight Order and have them fight. If they can last a hundred moves or win, they enter the second round."
"The second round will be a detailed check of faith and faction. Anyone with anything unusual is to be removed immediately."
"Lastly, the third round. They swear an oath before the lord's statue or portrait. During their time in the Qixing Army, they must pledge loyalty to the lord. Once their service term ends, that oath ends with it."
"I understand, Elder Brother." Hebrew nodded heavily and answered.
"This talent selection is a very good chance for trial and error. Learn from it, so that when you become a lord in the future, you won't know nothing."
"You need to learn to think independently. Don't run to the Lord whenever you encounter a problem."
"The Lord doesn't mind anyway," Hebrew muttered when he heard this.
"What did you say? I didn't hear clearly. Say it again." Orlando narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone unfriendly.
"Elder Brother, I was wrong." Seeing this, Hebrew admitted his mistake very decisively.
"If I hear you talk like that again, I guarantee I'll make you suffer for three days."
"Elder Brother, there absolutely won't be a next time." Hebrew