The white quill danced rapidly on the rough parchment, but made no sound.
In order to prevent anyone from guessing the content on the parchment through the weak swing of the quill, every time the quill writes a phrase, it will automatically change to a language - it may be ordinary Chinese, Latin, Arabic, or ancient
Rune, Zeban, Mayan, and possibly Thebes witch script, Ogan script and other relatively rare witch scripts, it may even be a binary code composed of 0 and 1, etc.
Friedman did not need to fully understand the records on the parchment, he only needed to think about his 'opinion' silently in his heart, and the rest of the quill would do the work for him.
With these good 'secrecy' measures and the powerful operational capabilities of the Seven Deadly Sins, Sir Friedman considered more than once whether to write down the words to fight for Augustus on parchment.
But due to the pride of Yuexia's nobles and the caution of the vampire castle, he finally gave up this plan.
No matter what method the Seven Deadly Sins use - such as assassinating Soprano, interfering with the blood club's voting, etc. - as the ultimate beneficiary, there will always be a day when it will be backlashed.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, the quill in front of him stopped recording and jumped to the side, revealing the short sentence on the parchment:
——6/7, this time the opinions continue to accumulate.
6 means that Friedman has accumulated six opinions that have not been fulfilled.
7 refers to the upper limit of the accumulated opinions of the seven deadly sins.
Although the sinners are obliged to complete the opinions put forward by the devils, these opinions are not unlimited. The upper limit of the tasks that the entire society can bear can only involve the level of the grand wizard, which means that no matter the tasks brought back by the sinners from the outside world, they are still within the seven sects.
The tasks that Sin can complete cannot be more difficult than those involving the participation of a great wizard.
Conversely, after a task of great wizard difficulty is divided into seven equal parts, the weight of each 'opinion' can only reach the level of a top registered wizard.
Fortunately, the sinners allowed the devils to accumulate their opinions.
Each 'opinion' is equivalent to the requirements of a top registered wizard. Accumulating seven opinions can be exchanged for a requirement equivalent to the difficulty level of a great wizard.
Friedman is very eager to get a copy of the blood essence of the Great Wizard-level vampire to enhance his talent. So after joining the Seven Deadly Sins and understanding this mission mode, he has been quietly accumulating his own number of 'opinions'.
Up to now, including this time, I have saved enough for six times.
As long as he does it one more time, he can redeem a portion of the blood essence of the great vampire.
Thinking of this, Lucifer's eyes shone slightly, and he couldn't wait to take off the ruby ring. Even though he was in a hurry, he still maintained enough sense, and the process of taking off the ring was hidden in the wide sleeves of his robe. Then he took off the ruby ring.
The ring rotated, revealing a complex engraved rune on the back.
The white quill jumped up again, spitting out a ball of bright red liquid and smeared it on the rune.
The young vampire grabbed the ring and pressed it on the end of the short sentence on the parchment - this was the mark that belonged to 'Lucifer' and was also a necessary step to confirm the contract between Lucifer and the Sinner.
A bright red flame flashed between the seal and the parchment, leaving a bright red mark.
When the ring left, the parchment stopped, folded automatically, and turned into a brown flying crane. The paper crane flapped its wings on the spot, and after a moment of hard work, it rose lightly, and flew to the place where the sinner was guilty in an instant.
before.
When Gu Yan arrived, five identical paper cranes were already flying in front of the white mask. They danced lightly in the air according to some wonderful formation. Soon, Friedman's paper cranes
He disappeared into the crowd of paper cranes, and even he himself couldn't tell which one he had released.
The seven paper cranes were gathered together. Kansinshi raised his hand and put them all into his sleeves.
"After receiving the benefits, let's talk about a few small things."
The voice under the white mask was a little more serious: "First of all, it involves the school hunting competition next month. Everyone should already know that the school hunting competition is undergoing a certain degree of change... This kind of change is in the interest of everyone.
, so I hope you will do your best to help the school advance this matter in a gentle manner."
"Is this a peer-to-peer mission?" Belphegor, who was wearing a bird-head mask, knocked on the table with his finger and asked in a low voice.
"No, this is just a friendly suggestion." The sinner replied: "If I remember correctly, I said before that peer tasks will appear in the near future... This collection of 'opinions' is a benefit released in advance.
.”
"Free lunch has never been so easy to digest." Beelzebub had stopped eating, shaking his fat pig's head, looking left and right, sizing up the figure in the center of the conference table: "...last time you asked us to maintain the stability and unity of the school, this time
We are asked to promote the reform of the school hunting competition again and again... Such a positive thing always feels like it does not match our masks... Are you a big boss in the student union? "
This guess is a little disrespectful.
As a result, Beelzebub also followed in Friedman's footsteps and was silenced.
After cleaning up the talkative pig head, the sinner clapped his hands and attracted the attention of the other six 'devils': "The other thing is about my 'retirement'..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the seven members around the conference table raised eyebrows.
At a gathering last semester, Kansuiji mentioned that he planned to retire, but until now, he is still sitting firmly in the center of the conference table with no intention of leaving.
"It's not my fault." The white mask tilted back, and his voice was much harder and a little melancholy: "Originally, my term was supposed to end at the end of last semester... The successor I chose should accept your test during the summer vacation.
...But for some special reasons, he was unable to participate in the test during that time...so the matter was postponed."
"You don't need to explain." Leviathan, wearing a cat mask, interrupted: "I just need to confirm whether the test will continue?"
"Yes, very sure." The Sinner said, with a sudden smile of schadenfreude in his voice: "So here, I must remind you to be more patient when testing my successor... I know you
Some people have been accumulating their own 'opinions' and plan to find a 'bigger one' with me. If nothing else happens, the relevant responsibilities will fall on my successor."
Inside and outside the words, there is nothing more than the words "do it well for yourself".
This gave Sir Friedman the urge to break the shackles of "silence" and yell. Even though he finally suppressed the urge, he still couldn't hold it back and kept saying bad things in his heart several times.
The white mask turned to Sir Friedman.
"Lucifer," Kansui said in a smooth voice: "Arrogance is the greatest original sin. This Saturday at twelve o'clock, I will appear in front of you with the successor... I hope you are ready for the test.
Already."
With that said, he snapped his fingers and released Lucifer's silence.
"As you wish." Jazz replied coldly.
This chapter has been completed!