"Pinris, you have to work hard, with your talent, you will definitely become an outstanding mage, as long as you maintain the current performance, there will definitely be a place for you in the Arcane Academy, and after graduation, you can let Uncle Tommy introduce you......"

Grandpa's mouth, which had few teeth left, was spitting out muffled words one by one, and an inexplicable sour and rotten gas was gushing out, which mixed with the strong smell of the old man on his body and turned into a strange fishy smell, like a deep pool that had accumulated countless garbage and decay and fermented for decades, making Pinglisi feel like vomiting. He held his breath and didn't dare to say anything, only nodded silently.

Die quickly, die quickly, I don't have to suffer this torture every day when I die. Pinris kept muttering in his heart. For this patriarch grandfather who is clearly about to die, he has no nostalgia and good feelings. This was indeed his father's father by blood, but he was only one of the dozens of grandchildren of the old man, and he had been quite unappreciated until he was six years old, when he showed a talent for calculating equations, that he was taught every day. But this unique honor was only an unspeakable torture for Pinris, and the daily admonitions made him hate the old man even more, but fortunately, it seemed that the torture was almost over.

The old man's breath was like a tattered bellows, and he could no longer be burdened with too much tugging, and he lay on the bed and fell into convulsions, and Pinris was finally able to get out of the gorgeous bedroom full of the sour and rancid stench, and he couldn't wait to breathe in the slightly better air in the hallway, and several doctors hurried past him with alchemical potions, and he walked out without looking back.

In the shadows not far from the door, several brothers and sisters were looking at him with a look of envy and hostility, and Pingris suddenly realized that these peers of the Doria family seemed to be very jealous that he could accept the patriarch's instructions at the last moment, which in their eyes was a supreme honor, and also represented that the family's hopes and resources would be tilted towards this brother.

"Great. As soon as your grandfather dies, Uncle Tommy will succeed him as the patriarch, and he will never dare to ignore any of your grandfather's wishes, no matter what your grandfather says to you or what requirements he asks of you, he can only intensify his implementation. You're not going to be able to look happy now, you're going to have to be sad, you know?"

The father looked as if he had picked up a large bag of elemental crystals on the side of the road, and lowered his voice and repeatedly warned Pinris not to be too excited, but in fact, Pinris was not excited at all, except for being able to avoid the chatter of facing the dying old man and be a little relaxed, his biggest feeling was bored.

That's right, he also knows that this is definitely a good thing for a young man from a small family, all the brothers and sisters in the clan are envious of him and jealous of him, and he should also be proud of it, having extraordinary arcane talent is everyone's dream, which indicates that he can become a high-level mage, and even hope to become an archmage, and then have more resources and more power, and be envied and envied by more people.......

But it's also really boring. He knew that he knew, but it didn't make him happy. The jealousy of the siblings, the twisted and excited face of the father, all exuding the same sour stench as the old man's mouth on the bed, are a kind of embodiment of the gloomy and moldy atmosphere of this big family. He was like a puppet puppet that was rotting, and he couldn't help but be pushed by these rotten and boring things to learn formula calculations all day long, recite all kinds of arcane data, meditate and perceive the magic web, and the whole world seemed extremely empty, he just did what the adults asked, but he didn't feel any meaning...... Until the day he was eleven years old, his half-drunk cousin took him to his room, and then called the three girls, saying that he wanted to teach him 'the joy of being an adult'.

He knew what his cousin was talking about. As a noble child from a family, even if it is a family that is not very prosperous, these things have been exposed to since childhood, and it is useless for adults to leave a superficial cover-up, he has long known that his father, uncle, mother, aunt, and even servants and maids in the family are very happy with this kind of 'happiness'. He occasionally imagines and dreams, but he hasn't found a real opportunity yet, and now he will naturally not refuse this experience sent to his door. With a bit of trepidation and excitement, he spent a very memorable night under the patient guidance of three girls who had long ceased to be girls.

Afterwards, the cousin was severely punished, and the three girls disappeared from the house. It turns out that this kind of happiness before the age of age will damage the development of the mind and brain, so it is strictly forbidden to touch and try these things before the age of fifteen in the arcane education, this invitation of the cousin is obviously full of deep jealousy and malice, but Pingris does not hate him at all, and even thanks him very much, it opens the door to a new world for him, it turns out that there is such a beautiful and full and fun side of the world, and the world is so full and wonderful between those tangled limbs and sticky bodily fluids, and he and the girl in front of him who let out a primitive and meaningless moan seems to establish a deep connection to the soulAt this moment, he clearly felt that his whole life seemed to come alive. In comparison, the previous eleven years of life seemed as pale as graffiti drawn on dung paper.

It's a pity that after that, the elders of the family became strict in guarding and protecting him, and he never had the opportunity to experience this kind of 'happiness' again, and he looked forward to the arrival of the fifteen-year-old almost every day. This thirst for 'happiness' also made him even more intense

Fortunately, the age of fifteen will come after all, and after confirming that he has come into contact with the middle level of the magic net and used the three-ring arcane, the elders no longer control him in his private life, so his new life finally begins. He spent almost all the rights, wealth, and resources at his disposal to experience all kinds of pleasures, and in the aristocratic culture accumulated over the millennia, there were countless studies on this pleasure, which really allowed him to spend a few happy years.

It's just that with the increase of experience, the degree of pleasure inevitably decreases, and gradually the ordinary pleasure-seeking has become like chewing wax, and he must seek more and stronger gadgets, alien slave girls, all kinds of alchemical potions, all kinds of utensils, special hedonic arcane, and even drive the desires of the lower realms. But even these bring only temporary pleasure, and then a sense of empty exhaustion. Those bred slave girls are just walking corpses, no matter how they fiddle with their expressions, there is a dead silence in their expressions, and they are not as good as some elaborate arcane dolls, and the girls who hook up are all secretly calculating how much benefit they can get from themselves, and many times spend their efforts to hunt for beauty, and in the end they feel that it is better to play casually with Bopolly at home.

"Yes, that's it. Just by the friction of the exchange of bodily fluids, do you want to achieve the great harmony in your life? Make your life more meaningful? Don't dream, it's just wishful thinking. No matter how hard you try, in essence, there is no difference between the slug in the grass on the side of the road, this world is still empty and dark, it still has nothing to do with you, the only connection between other people and you is only to use you, all you care about is the benefits and benefits you can bring, in essence, no one cares about you, this world has no connection with you, even if you die, no one cares. ”

A strange voice sounded slowly, I don't know where it came from, but it was incredibly large and deep, as if it was the whisper of a god in his ear. He wanted to distinguish carefully, but he couldn't grasp the specific shape of the sound at all, only the meaning and the endless afterglow were completely intertwined with his memories and the world of his past life, making the gray more gray, making the emptiness more empty, and the whole world in his memory became like a broken toy in the garbage heap on the side of the road, gray, boring, ready to shatter and collapse into a mass of garbage, and he didn't care at all.

"But fortunately, there is only one bit of warmth that can make you feel the only temperature in the world. It's the most precious thing in your life, and everything else adds up to something that is never worth exchanging......"

Yes, in this empty and gray place, the only soft and warm thing he felt was Boboli snuggled in his arms, and this warmth seemed to be the meaning of the existence of this world...... Yes, the emasculated self-conscious Bopolly is not strictly better than the walking dead, but her concern for herself is at least absolutely genuine.

When Pinreis opened his eyes, it was already noon the next day, he was blindfolded for half a minute before he stood up, looked left and right, and it took another half a minute to come back to his senses, he had not slept so deeply for nearly ten years, so deeply, he felt that the whole spirit was almost like being reborn.

Popolly, who was next to her, smiled and leaned over to dress Pingris, looking at the appearance of the dryad slave girl, Pinglis's heart suddenly rose with a rare sense of calm and tenderness. He seems to have had a dream related to this slave girl last night, the specific content is not clear, it seems to be those things in the family when he was a teenager, and he doesn't know why he dreamed of those boring pasts, is it because he has been in the Southern Army for too long and has not been back? Isn't it time to find an opportunity to ask Master Rova for a leave of absence, go back to the Doria family, and make sure that those guys in the family are not doing anything in their own industry, the Doria family can support and not decline like those families, but it is all on their own constantly pampering one thigh after another.

But what should Master Rova do if he wants to take Popolis to be dissected and studied into a specimen? As his sober mind finally connected with yesterday's, Pinris suddenly remembered this serious problem, and besides, the sword of benevolence appeared here inexplicably, and even more inexplicably asked him to join the operation against the Southern Legion. Yesterday was a very chaotic and overwhelming day, and he didn't know how he could sleep so soundly and so soundly, maybe it was due to being too tired.

Although the problem seems to be serious, how to deal with it He made a choice as early as yesterday, or he didn't have a choice at all, but when he thinks about it at this moment, the original helplessness suddenly turned into unbearable heaviness.

"Master, this dress is very handsome today. Boboli tied Pinris's shirt and clapped her hands in praise. Pinglisi looked at her stunned, although the spiritual transformation was destined to make her say this every day, but once she thought about it, she would never see this smiling face again, and this smiling face would soon become a fragmented organ and limbs soaked in life support fluid, and Pinglis's heart still rose with strong reluctance and grief. The emotion came so violently that it soon completely occupied his thoughts.

No, Boboli must not be sent to Master Rova for dissection, nothing will work.

Pinris gritted his teeth and made up his mind. It's just that if you refuse Master Rova, it will probably be difficult to mix in the Southern Legion in the future, if the situation is worse, you will even be sent to the forefront to perform some dangerous tasks, if you don't want to die inexplicably in the orc ambush circle in a certain valley, it's best to find a reason to get out of the legion as soon as possible and find a new force to join, but in this way, the prestige and power of the Doria family will be damaged a lot, and the negative impact of the collapse of the previous revival will just recover a little because of joining the legion, and if you do it again, it may cause damage to the foundation of the entire family......

But so what? Isn't the entire Doria family able to maintain their reputation and prestige by serving in the Revival Society and the Legion? I've already given them enough rewards over the years, and if it weren't for the parasites at home, I don't know how easy and happy life I would have lived alone. In such a situation, you can turn to Inclave, and you can also be reused......

When a person's mentality changes, the way of thinking about problems will be very different from before, the logic that originally seemed unquestionable will become suspicious, and some overlooked details will automatically emerge and piece together new cognitions. Pinris didn't go to the lab again, just sat on the bed and frowned and pondered, and gradually a new picture of the foreground began to appear in his mind.

When the Sword of Benevolence appeared before him again, he had completely calmed down, as if he had everything under control.

"Sure enough, to be able to come and go in this place with ease, you already have enough internal connections within the legion. Pinris smiled. This is barely one of the core areas of the Southern Legion, and it is not possible to bypass the multiple detection and vigilance methods by relying on otherworldly skills, and those orc swordsmen are no worse than any thieves in stealth and stealth, and they must have a pass issued by the legion to come and go freely.

"It looks like you've figured out a lot of things throughout the day. The Sword of Benevolence smiled, but slightly strangely. "Then I'm going to congratulate you. ”

"That's right. Pinris sighed. "If I reject you again this time, I'm afraid there will be no hope of living. In fact, you were able to give me a chance to refuse and think before, which is already very righteous. ”

The Sword of Benevolence shook his head: "Where, where, you didn't denounce me, and you are very righteous." ”

"Whistle-blowing?" said Pinrith with a wry smile. "If you dare to come to me so directly, and give me time to think about it again, how can you be afraid that I will denounce it? This legion has already been driven into a lot of stakes by Inclere's people, right? Once I really want to report to someone, I will immediately be led into the interrogation chamber and turned to ashes by a dissociation technique that came from nowhere. Then he was replaced by another disguised 'Pinris Doria', who found an excuse to take a long leave of absence from the Legion and disappear from the world forever. ”

"That's why I like to talk to smart people. The Sword of Benevolence smiled happily. So you have decided to throw yourself into the arms of love and justice. ”

"Can you stop using such a dramatic tone of performance, I have a little goosebumps. Pinris nodded, took a deep breath, and said in a voice and expression as calm as possible. "Tell me about your plans. If there is a certain amount of safety and stakes, I am certainly happy to act as a lubricant in the collision of these two huge wheels. ”

"Rest assured, there will be no danger. Do you think I'm going to be like your former fat pig colleague, thinking that I will be shrewd enough to devise an assassination plan? A friend of love and justice will never use such low-level and dirty means, of course, from the highest position and use the most superb means. ”

The expression of the Sword of Benevolence looked satisfied and complacent, and he reached out and nodded at Pinglis, just like an elder encouraging a child with a perfect score in this exam to keep up the good work: "You should be glad, maybe it is because you have gathered all the good luck in this life to meet me before, so that you can have a place in this planning." Not only will there be no danger in this plan, but the benefits that will be distributed to you later will definitely be enough. ”

"First of all, let me get to know the other righteous partners. Ah, in fact, it can't be called acquaintance. You've been old colleagues for many years, but you used to do some stealing things under the shadow of evil, and now you're all in the arms of justice and light, so let's get to know each other again. The Sword of Benevolence turned and shouted out the door. "Mr. Andrew Wallace. You're ready to come in. ”

"What?" the name startled Pinris, and he was even more stunned when he saw the man who walked in. "Wallace, are you really you? you, I heard you're not ......"

Walking in was an old mage who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, with a thin body and an ordinary face, wearing a standard robe of the Southern Legion, this kind of old mage was not a hundred but eighty in the Burning Castle. Pinris was so surprised because this old mage was a former Revival colleague who had been dug into the Southern Legion with him.

"Hmph, little Doria, you're still so cowardly and mercenary. Do you have to have enough profit and enough security to dare to do something?" the old mage, Andrew Wallace, glared at Pinris rather unceremoniously as soon as he entered the door.

"This ......" Pingris didn't have the heart to be dissatisfied, his mind was a little confused by the appearance of this former colleague.

In fact, he didn't have much to do with this Wallace mage when he was in the Revival Society, this old man was from the R&D department, and his qualifications were much older than him, but he belonged to the kind of research talent who was focused on arcane research, or a nerd who didn't know much about affairs, and the family power was pitifully weak, so Pingreis naturally had no interest in making acquaintances. It was only after being dug up with this Southern Legion that this nerd talent gained far more attention than him, allowing him to take charge of a large research laboratory independently, not to mention, and spending a huge amount of money to help him, who had been hovering at the peak of the high-level mage, step over the wall of law and become an archmage.

When the news reached Pinris's ears, it made him uncomfortable for days. An archmage, this is a figure with a lot of status even in the Southern Legion, and it is one of the goals that every mage dreams of, and he actually made this old guy who has never looked down on him achieve it.

Of course, the old mage Wallace, who was able to become a member of the R&D department of the Revival Society, did not say anything about his own arcane level, and he was stuck in the wall of law for so many years only because of resources. From the perspective of the Legion, such a pure technical talent who has no family background and is only focused on the arcane is also easier to control and has more cultivation value, and spending resources to become an archmage is also a meritocracy of the Legion, which calms the hearts of those new mages, and is also a means of propaganda to appease people's hearts. So if you think about it carefully, it's also logical, but emotionally Pingrees was really depressed for a while.

But now this signboard has actually turned to Inclave, doesn't this mean that the huge amount of money that the legion deliberately made before has been fed to the dogs? If this is a nail that Inclave has long been planted, it is absolutely impossible, working together for nearly ten years, Pinris knows very well that Master Wallace and Inclave have nothing to do with each other, even if he hides it well enough to deceive himself, who has not had much contact, he will never deceive the entire Revival Society and the two vice presidents. Looking at the look on his face now, he is still the same dull appearance that is a little old-fashioned and impersonal.

"You...... Didn't he just be promoted to archmage by the Legion?Why .......?" Pinris, who was also an outstanding mind among the arcanists, couldn't make Pinris understand the logic behind the situation, and he still looked incredulous.

"Hmph, it's because they've got me such a promotion that I can see the true face of this legion clearly! I don't want to stay here for a day with such an evil and incompetent group!" said Master Wallace with an angry expression. But this explanation only made Pinris fall into more logical confusion, as if someone had given me millions of Aujin and dozens of beautiful women for nothing, so I hated him very much.

"Do you know how much my wall-breaking promotion ceremony cost?" said Master Wallace, looking at his former colleague he hadn't seen for a long time, obviously eager to talk.

"How much? a million or two million?" Pinris still didn't understand.

"The Legion has more than nine and a half million on its books!" Wallace said a number that would take a spore out of any mage.

"How is that possible?" Pinrise was dumbfounded. It is not easy to let a high-level mage step through the wall of law, at least now that the empire has fallen, without the assistance of the Ten Rings Circle, the efficiency of integrating the mage's soul into the magic net has been greatly reduced, and the relative must be made up for by several times more resource consumption. Each newly promoted archmage represents an expensive arcane ritual, so even the Revival Society has not promoted Mage Wallace, of course, it is not really impossible, but it is relatively unnecessary. But even so, depending on the mage's own qualifications and accumulation, generally speaking, about one million, at most two million Ao Jin is enough.

"It's 9.5 million on the books, but in fact it cost up to 800,000! I've already previewed my promotion process and magic circle calculations countless times, and it will definitely not exceed this amount! But they directly told me that they spent 9.5 million yuan to promote me to the Archmage Legion! What must be guaranteed to be foolproof, the best gems and crystals must be used, rehearsals must be made, manpower must be deployed, and several trials have failed! Really, I don't know that they are trying to make their own oil and water out of it?" Old Master Wallace was indignant.

"But I didn't let you make an Ogin of your own......" Pinris still didn't quite understand. The behemoth with clear levels of power and bureaucracy will definitely breed this kind of corruption that damages the public and private layers, and this cannot be avoided anywhere, although this ratio is indeed exaggerated a little, but in the end, it did not lose a single hair of Mage Wallace himself, even if he borrowed his name, in fact, he performed an arcane ritual that all mages would be envious, and he didn't seem to be so angry.

"The gold coins they embezzled into their pockets in the name of the Arcane are all the people of the Empire! It is precisely because these moths are insatiable and only care about their own interests that the Empire will fall apart and the Arcane civilization will gradually decline! Can there be anything more unforgivable than satisfying their selfish desires in the name of the Arcane? These people are not qualified to be Arcane nobles at all, and they are not qualified to occupy such a high position as they are now!" The more Old Master Wallace spoke, the more angry he became, and his mouth was foaming, that is, Pinglis had already prepared, and he had arranged a magic circle of silence and anti-detection here, not afraid of being discovered by others. "What's even more excessive is that afterwards, a high-ranking member of the legion who felt that he had gained too little profit also turned to me, saying that without his strong support, this promotion ceremony would not have passed at all, and he paid a lot for it, implying that I would pay him 200,000 Okin for his hard work!"

"This ...... It's too much. Pinris nodded. It seems a little unreasonable that the upper echelons of the legion would also show such an ugly appearance, but the southern legion is too large, and the people who are stuffed into it by various families will definitely have ignorant and stupid fools, and one of the mainstream evolutionary forms of the Legion is also like this. Taking this as an opportunity, coupled with the right words of persuasion, it makes sense for this nerd to jump back angrily.

"Then what are you going to do with the Sword of Benevolence, two days later, Master Roy will ask me to hand over the Dryad slave girl. Now that I've decided to join your side, what's the point of not even being able to protect this Dryad slave girl?" Pinris tried to express himself in a calm and relaxed manner. If people can see that his rebellion is only because of a tree spirit slave girl, not only is it as simple as being laughed at, but it will also fall into a big handle, and someone will catch this point and threaten it in the future.

"Hahahaha, you can rest assured. Now that you have thrown yourself into the arms of love and justice, then of course your love will be protected by justice. But the sword of benevolence seemed to see through everything, and laughed very heroically. "Under our arrangement, the entire Southern Legion is just pork on the board, how can that Master Rova still have the time and mood to think about your lover. ”

At this time, in the arcane laboratory at the heart of the Scorching Fortress, there was a discordant knock on the door.

"Who?" The chief archmage of the Southern Legion looked at the loud gate with a pair of transformed crystal prosthetic eyes, and half of the data flow and dynamic maps that appeared on the dozens of illusion screens in front of him stopped. If he hadn't known that the person who dared to come here and knock on the door instead of using the communication circle would definitely have the status of the middle level or above the legion, he would have shot out with a dissociation ray and turned the guy behind the door into ashes.

"Master Rova, Count Doncecho has sent me to remind you that the results of the audit have come out and that you should be questioned by the Legion Commander and the Council in the conference room. ”

The voice outside the door seemed very polite and formulaic, and Master Rova did not answer, nor did he react, just stayed where he was, as if he was caught in a very complicated arcane calculation, and only after a while did he respond in a dry voice: "It's the deputy commander." Doncic was only the deputy commander. ”

"Yes, Count Doncic is only the deputy captain. The voice outside the door was immediately and politely corrected.

"Count Amos. Master Rova asked again.

"The Legion Elder has received a notice from the family to return to the family territory to deal with family affairs, and it is expected that he will not be able to return until three days. The voice outside the door replied meticulously, then urged. "Hurry up, the Deputy Legion Commander and the Council are already waiting for you. ”

"Got it. After a long pause, Master Rova extinguished the illusionary light screen in front of him, turned around and followed the direction of the voice and walked out the door.