For some, this is no secret.

"You should know. The Raven turned to Is, "Your ancestors had dealings with demons, though not very pleasant to hear...... You're naturally magical creatures, and you should be far more sensitive to this than I am. ”

Isis was silent.

"In fact, you should know too – someday. "When you live like a sanctimonious old fellow like Hoyt Laval, there will be no less demons at your hands...... Even if that's not really death. You'll cut open their bodies, cut off their limbs, and try to find their weaknesses in their screams and curses...... Their secrets, you will tell yourself that such cruelty is for the purpose of absolute justice, and all the concealment with ulterior motives is to protect the fragile and ignorant human beings - how great. ”

Her sarcasm was too obvious, but Ed could at least hear it—Hoyt Laval knew it.

However, priests are not the only ones who take the risk of summoning demons and trying to understand them.

Lydia summoned demons...... The resulting tragedy changed her life. Ed knew that many mages would do the same, even if it was just to summon a little demon as a pet they could show off.

"Of course, not everyone can find anything really useful in those monsters from another world. Raven chuckled, "It's like everyone knows how powerful dragons are...... But no one has ever been able to extract the magical power that flows in their blood and make it their own. ”

The source of magic in this world, like light and water, exists around people, and those who have mastered the skill can control it and use it, but they cannot turn it into a part of their own body.

"Demons are similar to dragons in this respect. The crows glanced at Is, consciously or unconsciously, "Their strength is innate, and it is in their flesh and blood. That's what makes Lydia curious...... I even wondered if she was the descendant of some demon, and the power hidden deep in her veins had finally awakened by some kind of opportunity......"

She looked at Ed's surprised expression and smiled mockingly, "If dragons can leave offspring with elves and humans, why can't demons?"

Ed closed his mouth slightly open, and his face unconsciously warmed up.

He'd seen real demons, and he still remembered the sheer strength of it—its careless blow nearly killed him.

He also remembered the tall, well-proportioned, uncaring naked body, the strong muscles under the reddish-brown skin, the graceful and smooth movements...... and handsome faces like elves.

Even with horns on its head and limbs that are different from those of humans, that powerful presence is intimidating, but it also has an undeniable charm.

"Speaking of which, I did find something interesting in the old guy's collection of rags. ”

The white crow stood up, walked to a closed wooden door on the other side of the hall, pushed it in, and soon walked out with a roll of paper bound together with some oddly colored belt.

The "paper" is large and small, and the material is different, some of which look like pieces of cloth that have been torn off from nowhere, and some of which look like leather that has not even been cleaned. The white crow frowned and flipped through them with disgust, picking up a few with two fingers and throwing them to Is.

"This is the manuscript of Romuen West. She said, "You've probably heard of that madman, too." ”

Iss and Ed glanced at each other, their expressions a little subtle and indescribable.

"He's studied demons...... and hell. "According to him, he had a very good 'friendship' with one of them, and even went to hell at his 'invitation' and came back alive and again—I might not believe it if it were someone else, but West is crazy and never lies...... It's just that it's hard to say what kind of friendship he is talking about. ”

Isis glanced down, but Nia's voice rang in his ears:

"The place is always changing, sometimes it's a huge forest, sometimes it's a pink desert, sometimes everything becomes transparent...... You never know what it's going to look like in the next moment. ”

The hell he describes is no different from West's.

So, did he just guess what hell hell was? What he knew might even be closer to the truth than West's...... After all, he was in hell for so long.

"'God-made land'......" Ed muttered as he tilted his head and looked at the dog-crawling handwriting on the page.

Yes, he believed that Hell was another world created by God, but it was not intended to house human souls who had nowhere to go and who were not qualified to enter the temple. The White Raven sneered, "The great gods are not so idle—that world is prepared for their failed creations. ”

Ed licked his lips. He'd drunk all his tea, but he was still doing it badly.

Romuen West's speculation is bold, but not unreasonable.

"A genius like me will fail countless times, and it is clear that the creation of the gods will not succeed at once. ”

The bold mage made this astonishing inference on the paper: "And where to throw the failed test specimens?—— they may not be as perfect as the gods would like, but they have wisdom and power...... At least some of them are, more or less, and some of them are even quite cute! I want a mulberry, and even though it's too big, it doesn't shed its hair......"

The corners of Ed's mouth twitched, and he quickly skimmed over the funny but useless rambling.

“...... So they created another world, a bit of a mess, and quite unstable...... And then throwing all those failed creatures into it, as a parent in a sense, is quite irresponsible...... It's their cage and their home, though they're not very satisfied...... It's not so much dissatisfaction as unconvinced. Of course, I would probably not be convinced by the change—why? Because the younger son is better looking, he should be more favored? Even my father is not so bad......

There was little Ed could do to maintain his normal expression anymore - he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

“...... Perhaps even hell itself was a test subject—a world that was created to fail, before the gods created it. Is it a failure like this? Maybe it's more than ...... No, wait, is this world really created by the gods? at least not the dragons...... So the question is, what the hell are the gods?—— hey, I'm going to have to hide this stuff so that the crazy priests don't throw me into the fire and burn me to death...... But am I burned to death? Of course not. ”

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