Life is full of all sorts of things.

For example, Sgate White's life was full of sin and depravity.

He patted his head and drove the remaining chaos out.

He's crazy.

To be precise, he stirred up his brain slightly, of course he didn't let the stickman do it, he wasn't that crazy, and there were still a lot of taboo items in the family that could make people crazy.

Even if he didn't, he wouldn't let the stickman bang his brain.

Their tutors are unscrupulous for profit and can sacrifice all outsiders to achieve their own ends.

But Stickman is not this kind of evil, and Sgate can't figure out what kind of evil it is, Stickman doesn't care about worldly wealth and power at all, and even looks very lightly at power, it doesn't seem to pursue anything.

But it doesn't seem that stickman is purely for fun, at least not the kind of madman who only wants to satisfy his desires.

But Sgate knows at least one thing, and that is that it's okay not to bother the stickman.

In addition to fulfilling wishes.

In conversations and behaviors about wishes, the stickman will appear more generous.

"Father. Sgate White said to Old White.

Old White touched his reading glasses:

"How's it going?"

Sgate said reluctantly:

"I used to follow the stickman's suggestion to provoke a conflict between the Gawain family and Hewen. ”

Old White flipped through the books:

"And then?"

Sgate says:

"It didn't work out, it's not a conflict at all, Hewen easily eliminated them, and as far as I know, Prince Gawain didn't react for a short time. ”

Old White said in a calm tone:

"That's how he swallowed it?"

Xiao Huai nodded:

"I'm afraid that's it. ”

Old White says:

"Then take your time, we are just small mortals sandwiched between two behemoths, there is no need to rush this matter, once we are carried forward by emotions, it is easy to become worms that are crushed by our hands. ”

Sgate nodded.

Old White says:

"After all, we are just a small family, and the ancestor Edward White who came here with the Demon Records is just a good demon warlock, and he is just an ordinary member of the original heretical warlock guild, and the blood in our bodies does not come from some powerful demon. ”

"Safety is the most important thing. Finally Old White nagged, "We don't need power so much. ”

Sgate nodded, a look of attentive listening.

Old White coughed lightly:

"Regarding the last time I got a ritual from Primal Fear, I discovered a key place. ”

Sgate's eyes lit up:

"What did you find?"

Old White says:

"The key material is the angel maiden, or more accurately, the pure maiden, and I looked up several other rituals, and they all have material that alludes to the pure maiden.

"The focus is on a girl who is pure in mind and body, a virgin with a simple mind and a good character, and I'm looking to see if there's anything critical. ”

Sgate was pleasantly surprised:

"If we can figure out the nature of these rituals, we may be able to reproduce them and have the power to restrain the stickman. ”

Old White snorted.

Sgate White suddenly became a little nervous:

"Father's ......"

"What's wrong. ”

Sgate White plucked up courage:

"You've said before that stickman is a dangerous demon, and I don't agree with you. ”

Old White furrowed his eyebrows:

"You're too young, the world is more dangerous than you think......"

Sgate explains:

"No, father, I mean, your previous description is far from encapsulating the wickedness of the stickman. ”

Old White's expression became serious.

Sgate White struggled with the following words:

"It, it is the kind of demon that regards the entire human race as the lowest slave, not only humans, but all living beings should be its slaves, and it is a slave lower than objects, and if it is humiliated and trampled on, forced to act against humanity and immorality, it must also applaud the wisdom of its master.

And this is only a manifestation of its endless evil, which is not the kind of evil that can be expressed by the poor language system of human beings.

"It's this universe, no, it's the ultimate evil of some universe, Father, we've done something wrong, I don't think we should wake it up, it could very well destroy us. ”

Old White closed his eyes:

In Edward White's description, the stickman, though mad and evil, was an ordinary demon who loved to watch humans fight each other for his alms. ”

As a family of evil, he knows very well that his children's understanding of evil is in the same vein as him

Old White took a deep breath:

"Are you sure you're not frightened, can you admit that your judgment is based on reason and not emotion?"

Sgate nodded:

"Father, I am inseparably sure that I can judge by understanding how evil it is, and that its true wickedness must be greater than my understanding of it, and that my mind must be more wicked than I can convey. ”

Lao Huai nodded:

"Then it looks like I'll have to spend more time on his deeds. ”

Sgate White breathed a sigh of relief that his father had listened to him.

He was terrified that one day the entire White family would die at the hands of this demon.

After telling his father about his concerns, Sgate White left the meeting place.

He didn't go back, and Sgate didn't want to meet the stickman again that soon.

The young master of the White family got into the carriage, and then stopped at a corner of the city, and he walked some distance further.

The saber-toothed tiger was standing outside the bar with his arms crossed.

The big man's eyes were red:

"My lord, do you know what will happen to my brother?"

Sgate had instructed him not to go to the castle that day, and the saber-toothed tiger could hardly believe that he didn't know anything.

Sgate nodded sadly:

"I guessed it. ”

The man's voice roared like the sorrow of a beast of prey:

"I could have hired some people to replace their ......"

Sgate wanted to put his hand on his shoulder, but when he found that he couldn't reach him, he patted him on the chest:

"It was a necessary sacrifice, and I did not expect them to die so miserably, and I prepared a pension of three hundred pounds for each deceased. ”

Although the saber-toothed tiger was still very angry, his eyes were still wide, you must know that none of the official members of the Order have such a high pension, and although his subordinates are elite, they are only the elite of the gang, far less than the official members of the Knights.

Sgate said with a sad face:

"Be sure to give them the money yourself. ”

After Sgad finished speaking, he took a small box to the Sabertooth Tiger, and as for what he did with the money, Sgade didn't care.

The saber-toothed tiger said solemnly:

"I'm going to make sure every dollar is doing what they deserve. ”

He would only give half of the money to each victim's family, and the other half would be used to maintain the gang's activities.

He would then personally make sure that the families of the deceased would keep their rightful wealth, which would cost the last remaining bit of money.

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