'Second Master Sandro, the four vice-presidents of the Sword of Order ranked second. On the surface, he is the master of storm magic, but in fact he is the boss behind the 'ghosts'. The necromancer at the top of the epic, although he has not obtained
The emblem of truth of the undead system, but I’m afraid it’s just because he has not proposed any theoretical results. After all, in the field of undead research in the Tower of Clouds, no one is more qualified to receive it than him.”
"...Also, Heloise, who is also my junior brother, you have really taught many good disciples."
"No, I knew him before you. After all, he is also your senior brother."
The dead cat in front of me is still pretending to be natural, but she used to be the core layer of the Sword of Order. Finding outstanding new blood for the organization is my own personal experience, and in a sense, she is older than Sandro.
Senior veteran of the Sword of Order.
"How is your relationship with the president of the Sword of Order who never shows up?"
"You said he never showed up, so how could it matter? Don't talk about 'Black Eyes', the guy who hides his head but hides his tail. Since my identity was exposed, I'm afraid all my disciples are under surveillance.
That old guy must be afraid that I will seize power, otherwise he wouldn't have forced me to leave back then. Oh, to us, the identity of an undead means nothing. It's just an excuse to drive me away."
"...It means that unless something unexpected happens to you, you will never be able to surpass the 'Black Eyes' of the semi-god level in this life."
"Can't you say something nice? By the way, improve your personal strength as soon as possible. It's too uncomfortable that the magic pet cannot exceed the owner's contract restrictions. I also want to experience the demigod status of the undead. As long as the strength is restored.
How can I, the All-Knowing One, Heloise, be worse than you brats?"
Having said this, the dead cat seemed a little angry.
"...even if the threshold for the growth of non-undead creatures will be lowered. Are you so confident in breaking through the three doors?"
"Nonsense, I had already touched the threshold, but I didn't even have a physical body. How could I break through the level of physical and mental integration? I finally found a suitable physical body, a high elf body with the blood of ancient gods, but I haven't used it yet.
One day, I was cut into pieces by you and that Adam... The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I just want to take a bite."
"I'll strangle you. What can you say after you've bitten me?"
"Don't move, let me take a few more bites to relieve my anger."
Looking at the dead cat biting from the chest to the neck and then to the face, feeling the numb and itchy feeling, I was a little helpless and wanted to laugh, but I knew that as long as I laughed, Heloise would
I'm really going to get angry.
When did it start?
It started from the day we signed the magic pet contract. Did it start when we somehow got used to each other's existence?
Perhaps, it was the day Rose fell. Her journey of revenge really ended, right? At least she already had something other than resentment in her heart, and she did not close her mind into her own world again.
Perhaps, they are destined to reach the end together from that day on? In a sense, the magic pet contract is indeed excessive, it forcibly binds two different souls together.
Perhaps, from that day on, she decided to open up her spiritual connection to the lonely girl all the time? Soul communication is much more effective than any language. The more lonely the heart is, the more it longs for communication.
Maybe, it was the day you got used to the other person's body temperature without knowing it? Maybe, it was the day you got up and said good morning to the other person every day? Maybe, it was the day you started treating the other person less and less like an outsider?
Well, let’s think less about it. Judging from the sudden change from a numb bite to a stinging bite, this damn cat is being arrogant again!
"Hey, hey, hey, don't go too far. You have to meet people later. What should I do if my face is stained? People think my grape trellis has collapsed."
"To be honest, you can be said to have been scratched by your cat."
"Is there any difference between that girl and a grape shelf? They are all common excuses for being embarrassed by women! Are you deliberately trying to make me embarrassed to see others!"
Well, when the carriage of the top chemist stopped in front of us, Sandro looked at me who was still trying to pull off the dead cat that was biting on the head and refused to come down, and he was a little stunned and confused.
"...Second Senior Brother, I will talk to you in detail after I regain my master."
"Bah, if you can't beat me, why don't you call for help? You're a useless man."
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The next development will completely destroy the image of our hard-working mysterious dark master... Who saw a man rolling around and fighting with his pet cat for more than half an hour, and finally he was satisfied?
You can't respect a guy who has claw marks on his face and lost a fight!
"Image, image, we are the masters of the symbol of knowledge and wisdom! Can you feel a little ashamed?"
"Bah, shame? Is that thing edible? I haven't played any kind of play since I started hanging out with you. I still have an image. You always force me to do this or that. Do you like pet play so much? Now you want to
You’ve lost your face and you’re a figure, so you’re going to put on your pants and refuse to admit it? I’m telling you, don’t even think about it!”
"...Don't mean to be so ****, look at Second Senior Brother, the way he looks at me is so cold! It's like looking at Sad Wind! My reputation!"
"Actually, there are quite a few demon warlocks who have an affair with their own succubi. I personally have no bias. Although Master Roland's taste is a little more unique..., this is also personal freedom. Well, well, I can
understand."
Well, the polite words that she repeatedly emphasized that she could understand, and the slight retreat were actually an extremely perfect last-ditch attack. But fortunately, Heloise always remembered that now was the time to do business.
"Humph. Roland, I say. Let's forget your reputation. It's long gone. Sandro, long time no see. It's been almost two hundred years. By the way, can't you change your name to a handsome one? This is simply a textbook
Well, the appearance of the All-Knowing One finally saved me some face. With this "Devil Professor" as a bridge between our senior brothers, many things can be discussed directly.
"Do you want to be the president of the Sword of Order? Do you want the Sword of Order to completely become an unfettered holy land for heretical mages?'
This was my first sentence. It was also the core of our conversation. We spent a lot of time plotting, but each gained a lot.
Looking at Andrew, who was leaving even more hurriedly than when he came, he seemed to be welcoming us wholeheartedly. It seemed that both of us had received unexpected gains.
"Is it possible to succeed?"
But at this time, I no longer had the confidence that I had when I persuaded Andrew. After all, facing an old guy who has been in charge of the top magic guild organization for three to four hundred years, no one is sure of victory.
"It's basically impossible to rely on his words alone. He's too stupid. I'm afraid his IQ is in the bottom three among my apprentices."
I suddenly felt sorry for this old bald mage. We were having a happy conversation just now. With a harmonious look of master and disciple, Heloise also repeated several times, "The future Order will grow up, sir."
My most trusted disciple." This guy was very happy.
"You're stupid enough to be the vice-president of the Sword of Order?"
"Because everyone who is not stupid has been killed by the Black Eyes. If there were so many heretical mages in the Minghui, and the academic atmosphere within the society was unscrupulous, the Sword of Order would not still be overwhelmed by other top organizations."
"Then you still say you trust the other party the most?"
"Haha, of course he is my most trusted disciple, because the other disciples are too cunning and untrustworthy. Especially one person, it would be better not to be sold by him."
When he said this, the dead cat glanced at me, obviously meaning something, but I just looked up at the sky, pretending not to understand.
"So, we can't count on him."
"Only by convincing him to become a rebel and attracting Black Eye's attention can we have any hope of success."
"...So, you have other plans."
"Well, the Sword of Order, with more than 70% of its members being mage heretics, is very different from other mage organizations. Their resource allocation and research fund allocation are very jungle-style, and there are many people who are keen on power. They are a force that can be exploited.
Power. I wanted to get this organization back then."
"So you were driven away by the black eye..."
"But no one knows how many disciples and confidants I had here back then, and how many reached the top like Sandro. In fact, there is also a vice-president who is mine, and she is comparable to Sandro
Lu is much smarter."
In a sense, the reason why Demon Professor Heloise is on the list of natural disasters is not because of her own harm. Apart from her revenge against the elves and gods, she is simply harmless.
The most dangerous thing about her is that she often teaches taboo and dark knowledge to talents who go astray. Maybe you won't see anything in a short time, but just like an old farmer who randomly scatters seeds into the fertile land, maybe most of the time
The seeds are all sleeping there, but there are always a few dangerous seeds that will sprout by mistake, which will be a lot of fun.
Amyra was like this back then, and so was I. Sometimes I ask myself, if I hadn’t met this guy in this city, hadn’t been exposed to that forbidden knowledge, and hadn’t had that king of eternal night, what would my life have been like?
It won't go the other way.
"No, I know my own character. Character determines destiny. I couldn't let it go at that time. Even if I hadn't met Heloise, the process might be a little different, but the result would probably be the same."
I am not a fool who blames others for my faults. I shook my head and put the unnecessary emotions behind me. What is important now is the present. To influence the final conclusion of the truth seminar, I really need several large organizations now.
full support.
"So, there is a high chance of gaining control of the Sword of Order?"
"No, Black Eyes has controlled this organization for hundreds of years. I don't think the success rate of any plan will exceed 30%. But as long as we prove that we have the confidence to split the Sword of Order, Black Eyes will inevitably compromise with us. Anyway, what we want
It’s not much, and he should be able to accept it.”
The dead cat jumped on my shoulder and smiled triumphantly. She seemed to have seen through my goal.
"Oh, indeed, no matter whether it is successful or not, we have nothing to lose. The worst outcome is that as long as he supports me in this meeting, it will be enough."
"...Actually, I originally thought you were opposed to my plan." Heloise hesitated on her own.
"...Why do you think so? Your suggestion has improved the success rate of my plan. On the contrary, I am very grateful to you."
"After all, when you were in Sulfur Mountain City, you came up with that set of laws and legal procedures, and repeatedly emphasized the trial process and procedural justice. I thought you valued the correctness of the process more than the justice of the results. Overthrow other people's organizations and let
The originally harmonious magician organization is fighting within itself. This is not the right behavior."
"No, it's actually the opposite. Of course I attach great importance to the process. After all, it is a rule that should be placed in the sun to give people confidence and a sense of security. But sometimes a choice must be made. If both parties are destined to be unable to take care of both, then
, it’s enough that the result is good. As for myself? I’m just a villain.”
I didn't lie, and I couldn't lie in the soul connection. When I was in Sulfur Mountain City, my private cage was full of those bastards who couldn't be tried and were really guilty. Even if the procedures couldn't be met, as long as they were correct,
The result of justice is acceptable, but I also know that in fact, I am not fundamentally different from those bastards who act wantonly. I am still just a villain pursuing self-satisfaction.
It seems that Dead Cat is very satisfied with my answer.
‘… Letting others bleed and even die for our own purposes, as long as we achieve our own goals and let others die, we are really partners of villains.’
'Of course, there is no difference between us, no matter what the reason is, but since some things have been done, he is still just a villain. I have never denied this."
"Then, fellow villains, when can you give me freedom and let me out of prison?"
"I'm so sorry. Through this incident, I have confirmed once again that you are too dangerous. For the sake of the world, your sentence is still life imprisonment without bail."
"...This is really too much. Well, since there is no other way, I will give you more advice in the future. Comrade Jailer."
"...I suddenly understood the helplessness of Adam and the others. Or, actually, it would be more appropriate to say they are inmates. At least, I also locked myself in."
"Is there a difference?"
"I think there is a little bit of it. At least the food and treatment of the inmates are similar, but the jailer can find opportunities to deal with the prisoners who are unhappy, and can also deduct the prisoners' treatment to amuse them, and can also give them holidays...
.Suddenly I feel that it is better to be a jailer, can I change it?"
"Don't think about it. Since my prison cellmate is destined to be an eternal villain, since he is a man, it's already settled..."
A man and a cat chatted and laughed in a haunted remote mountainous area, talking about the conspiracy and tricks that were destined to cause disaster, just like the interesting stories in ghost stories, but only they themselves knew it. I am afraid that this is rare and the most joyful thing.
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