Not far away, there were several pairs of eyes that had been paying attention to Ennacyrin for a while. They had noticed this handsome face, but eternally pale and eternally gloomy psychic for some time.

He had the familiar smell of the demon's retinue, the smell of the dead.

The guild's psionic envoys don't kill casually.

"He definitely has more than three lives on his hands. ”

Their leader was very sure when he saw him.

"He must be pulled into the organization. ”

"He's definitely a good fit for our organization, and he can't let the psionic powers ruin him. ”

"It's an oracle. ”

At that time, their leader knelt in front of a small, silver-white statue and gave the command reverently and solemnly.

The silvery-white statue was made of a piece of metal called nickel that had been given by their lord for centuries, and there was no sign of rust at all. To them, this is a miracle, a miracle that is more reliable than the so-called psionic power and the true God.

Observing Ernacillicline's demonic retinue can often be seen impatiently dispersing the gathering of psionic energy around him.

There is no doubt that he has enough strength to help the organization survive its nascent period in the current situation.

Besides, even if his strength is not strong enough, it doesn't matter. That face alone can attract many ignorant little girls to join the organization, and as long as there are enough people in the organization, it will not be difficult to gain a foothold in Nalto.

It's just that he always frequents the association, which makes them very uneasy.

But later, when they saw that every time he came out of the association, his aura was even more gloomy than usual and his face was suppressed and madly sick, they felt a lot more relieved.

Based on the breath of a dead man on his body, it was not difficult for the demonic followers to guess his secret—he had killed people, and more than one.

Because I am worried about being discovered by the association all the time, I am uneasy every moment and are doing fierce psychological confrontations.

What if there was an organization willing to accept him at this time, and at the same time hold a secret that could ruin him?

He was not allowed to choose.

............

"Sir, may I take a moment for you to introduce you to our organization created by the Great Lord?" stepped out of the fog a figure dressed in a black hooded robe, in a gentle but respectful tone.

Look, the fish is hooked.

"Thanks, but I'm not interested. "Annacyrin hasn't forgotten the role he is playing now. Now that you have set the role you need to play, you shouldn't let the character of this character collapse.

"Really, aren't you really going to find out?" the black-robed man smiled at Enacylin, "I'm sure you'll love our organization." ”

"Oh, is it?" said Ernacillin, still looking gloomy, uninterested. He raised his leg impatiently to leave, but was stopped by the man.

"Sir, you have the smell of death in you. He curled up with confidence, "If I'm not mistaken, you have more than three lives on your hands, right?"

Ernacillin looked up sharply, his brow furrowed, his eyes fierce and dangerous. "Demon retinue?" the corners of his mouth curled unconsciously, looking crazy and dangerous.

He reached into his pocket with his right hand and took a few steps closer to the black-robed man as if he had finally found interest.

"I have no ill intentions, sir. I just think ......"

The black-robed man didn't finish his words, and the smile on his face froze.

"Go on, what do you think?" Enacyrin held a revolver in his hand, the muzzle of which was pressed against the forehead of the black-robed man. A distinct, sickly smile appeared on his face, like a real madman whose secret had been revealed.

"To be honest, I don't believe you. Ernacillin wrenched the hammer of his pistol and said nonchalantly: "I think the dead are better at keeping secrets than the living, don't they?"

His fingers were on the trigger, and the sickly and crazy smile on his face grew brighter.

"Wait a minute, sir!"

Out of the thick fog came two more men in black robes, one with a grim face that could tell that he was the high-ranking of the demon's retinue, and the other only had a gentle smile on his face, and he couldn't tell his emotions, but from the fact that he was half a body ahead of the other when he walked, it could be guessed that this was probably the leader of the demon's retinue in Nalto.

"Sir, I think we can talk. His words were as gentle and courteous as his countenance.

"First of all, I would like to state that we are absolutely different from the association, and our organization does not suppress the nature of its members. We encourage our members to do what they want to do. ”

"We don't bother with the private lives of our members, and we respect their privacy. For example, if we kill a few people, we will never interfere. ”

"Oh?" Enacyrin raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth curled up without a trace, revealing a smiling expression.

"Alright, needless to say. I'm not a psionic agent of the guild, but who doesn't know about your?" he sneered, "Of course you won't stop the members from killing people, and the psionic energy that overflows after a person dies of despair is the best sacrifice to summon demons, isn't it?"

"Yes, you're right. You may have some misconceptions about us, though. The leader of the demon's retinue was not annoyed, he still had the same smile on his face, but there was more fanaticism in his eyes.

"Don't you think the world is living in a huge lie?"

"The Association preaches that the spiritual energy is the foundation of the world, and that there is one true God under the spiritual energy, and that His Followers walk the world and assist Him in governing the world. The Psionic Association is established by the gods to convey God's will. ”

"But in fact, the Society has never told the believers about God's will, and we can venture to suspect that the Society has never received an oracle at all!

He lifted his left hand, revealing a black mark on his wrist.

"But we're different!"

We are the true believers of God, the messengers of God. ”

Our God is the real God, He gives oracles, He helps us, He cares for us, He pampers His followers. ”

"The so-called only true god of the association is nothing but a false god! only our Lord is the true greatness of the world!"

"We will break the evil lies of the Society and let the glory of the Lord shine on the earth. ”

"If you join us, you won't have to worry about killing someone and not being able to continue living, let alone having your demon mage identified. Don't worry, this is something that every Lord's Favor can feel, and it is not a secret in our eyes. ”

It has to be said that he was the most fanatical believer that Enasilin had ever met.

"So, how do you explain the existence of demons? Demons have always been the antithesis of gods, right?" said Ernacillin, who still had a sneer on his face.

"No, no, no. The leader of the demonic retinue smiled softly, "As I said, the so-called one true god is a lie of the Psionic Association. ”

Therefore, the so-called opposition between the devil and God is also their lie. ”

"The demons in your mouth are actually my lord's family and my lord's retinue. ”

"Mankind cannot understand my Lord. In the same way, humanity cannot understand the retinue of our Lord. To return this world to the glory of the Lord, those desperate beings are an inevitable sacrifice. ”

"The inevitable sacrifice? Ernacillin only raised his eyebrows and sneered, the leader of the demon's retinue couldn't figure out whether he had the intention of joining the organization.

"You don't have to be angry about it. They simply go to the Lord's realm to enjoy eternal bliss. ”

Ernacillin chose not to take a stand, he just used his psionic energy to link to Mingnuo, he wanted to hear the opinion of this gentleman who had lived for an unknown number of years.

"What do you think?" said Ernacillin, who was casual on the surface, and the voice that communicated with Minno in his consciousness was playful.

"It's a good edit, it sounds quite real. With the help of Enaciillin's senses, he had been watching for a long time, and he praised it from the bottom of his heart.

The leader of the demon's retinue found that Enacillerin had maintained that casual expression for a long time, and couldn't help but be a little confused, this person didn't say anything for a long time, if you don't enter, you will leave quickly, and if you enter, you will quickly express your position, and he may not have any other expressions when his mouth is dry.

"Sir?"

"Well, well, you let me go back and think about it first. I'll find a way to find you when I think about it. ”

As if he had just come to his senses, Ernacillin said in a nonchalant but somewhat interested tone that he would consider it.

"This ......," the leader hesitated, "okay." But how do you want to contact us?" it is impossible to tell him the address of the organization, and it is absolutely impossible to wait for him in the same place, and as the leader, he must be responsible for the safety of the members of the organization.

Enacillin had already prepared his words: "Well, you should be watching me for a while, don't you deny it, I don't think you would be so reckless in front of me." ”

"When I've thought it through, I'll carve a mark on the wall, and you'll meet at a certain place. ”

"Yes. So, sir, look forward to our next meeting. ”

"Hopefully, next time, you can be one of us. ”

The black-robed leader bowed, then turned away with two of his subordinates.

Before their figures completely disappeared into the thick fog, the grim-faced demonic retinue turned back and glanced at Ernacillin meaningfully, his lips moving as if inadvertently.

“......”

Enacillin watched them leave, used his psionic energy to contact Minno, and after making sure that no one was watching, he turned around and tore off the painting tag attached to his body, pulled down the hood at great speed, and then quickly tied up the half-length silver-gray hair, returning to his original gentle, polite, and neat appearance.

............