Ingulat returned to his villa with a heavy heart.

It was originally the property of a Burtagnian merchant, but when he heard that the Duchess of Rhine was coming to study, the merchant immediately gave the villa to Ingurat.

"What's wrong?" As soon as she entered the house, Accardo's voice rang out: "Our mistress doesn't seem to be very happy! ”

"The terrible ...... of the Orientals," said Ingurat, "I finally know!" ”

At that elementary school, she saw that among the students were not only civilians, but also people with extraordinary potential.

Such a person, in Butania, would be in a noble school.

But they were mixed in with the civilian population.

Moreover, they don't seem to know their potential.

And among the teachers in the school, the transcendent and the ordinary are in the same office.

Talking and laughing with each other, she even saw with her own eyes that a strong man humbly asked for advice in front of an ordinary teacher.

The reason is simply that the teacher is better than him in teaching.

This is something that will not happen in Butania at all!

How could the God-chosen nobleman bow to the commoner Luther?

No way!

How can the descendants of the chosen nobles sit with the commoners?

No way!

But here, it really happened.

Accardo wasn't surprised.

He even knew so!

"Mistress, instead of worrying about these things...... he laughed, "think about how you can stay out of the feast tonight!" ”

"Our guests, but they're all here......"

"And, as many as I imagined!"

Ingulat listened, and his little childish face showed a determined look.

"I'll leave early!" "I'm young, so it's normal for me to get sleepy! ”

Accardo listened and laughed.

His hostess, albeit a little pedantic.

However, they have learned to use their strengths!

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Ling Ping'an sat at the counter and watched the sunset outside the door.

He yawned boredly.

Playing with an invitation in his hand.

He was hesitating to go to the question.

After thinking about it, he decided - not to go!

After all, it's really troublesome to go out and close the store.

And, judging from the experience of the last time, the level of that Burania restaurant is not as high as that.

"Let's play the game!" He threw the invitation in his hand into the trash.

Then I swiped the screen of my phone and went into the canyon.

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The sun is slowly setting.

In the mountains and forests on the outskirts of Jiangcheng.

One figure after another slowly emerged from the trees.

A man wearing a sphinx mask, holding the pharaoh's scepter, walked out onto the road.

He looked up at the city that was already slowly becoming light in the distance.

"Thank you! Brothers! He said to the faces of the people who were slowly fading away from the trees.

"Mr. A, we hope you can fulfill your promise!" The faces said, "Bring back the messenger of the Almighty Father!" ”

"I promise!" Mr. A said seriously.

The Brotherhood is mysterious in the eyes of outsiders.

But only those who are in it know that the entire brotherhood is actually composed of more than a dozen large and small orders.

They are all churches that worship ancient and mysterious gods.

They are all people who follow in the footsteps of that god.

For hundreds of years, they have been trying to please and trying to summon their gods.

But there is not a single record of success!

Occasionally, of course, the gods will pass on some powerful spells and knowledge to them through terrifying rituals.

This caused the various sects of the Brotherhood to become obsessed with how to please their gods.

Other than that, they don't care about anything else!

And these sects, each of which worships a part of that god.

Just like Mr. A, he believes in one of the incarnations of that god, the Black Pharaoh who once descended in ancient times!

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Sitting in the general control room of the headquarters of the Imperial Palace.

Zhang Hui raised his head and looked at the screen.

"Governor!" He picked up the phone: "The guests have arrived!" ”

He looked at the figures on the screen.

Big data began to compare the archives of the Federal Empire.

"There are ...... that have been identified"

"Brotherhood, leader of the Beast Cult, code name A!"

"Thirteen Black Witches of the Feast Sect!"

Not much is known about the Brotherhood, even in the Federal Empire.

Because they're so mysterious!

It's so mysterious that even the undercover agents of the Federal Empire can't infiltrate!

They can only be documented through the trajectory of their activities again and again and the impact they have left behind!

"There's a new guest!" Suddenly, he looked to the other side of the screen.

A super red dot is starting to appear.

Spiritual energy fluctuates, and you can't hide it from people!

That's a wave of a duke of hell!

His destination was a factory in a Burtanian business in the city of Jiang!

"Duke Evie has arrived!" If it had been before, Zhang Hui might not have been able to judge, or even find out, the appearance of this Duke of Hell.

But now, as long as he appears, there is no way he can escape the surveillance of the Psionic Watch Station of the Federal Empire.

For His Son has revealed all His secrets!

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Zhou Ke hugged A-Ning and returned to the house he rented.

Then he took out a tablet and gave Aning to watch cartoons.

Then, he walked out onto the balcony and watched the city gradually light up.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"It's so hilarious!" He said, "I'm not going to join in the fun!" ”

"lest you be ...... Packed up the ...... together."

He turned his head and looked at A-Ning, who was looking at the tablet and smiling brightly.

Ancient prophecies emerged from the bottom of his heart.

The great ruler of the old days will not escape the end of his fall.

The only one who can change this outcome is His daughter!

Therefore, he worked hard to give birth to countless heirs in various worlds.

and pampered one daughter after another who may have been prophesied to change His end.

But it's a pity......

None of those daughters could afford to change His destiny as prophesied.

Until......

He saw Anin!

So He knew that sometimes, daughters don't have to be biological.

It can also be an adopted daughter!

Thinking of this, Zhou Ke smiled and asked, "A-Ning, what do you want to eat tonight?" ”

"Squid whiskers!" The cute little girl raised her hand and said, "Brother's squid whiskers, A-Ning likes it the most!" ”

"Okay!" Zhou Ke smiled.

Reach into the fish tank next to you and catch a big squid that is jumping around.

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Sahato sat in his prison room.

Demon Prince, the current treatment is still good.

It can even now enjoy custom-made food – beef with sulfuric acid, chicken that rots for ten days, and its favorite stinky tofu!

Thinking of stinky tofu, the demon prince's saliva can't help but flow out!

It swears that the best food in hell is not half as delicious as this human stinky tofu.

The rich smell, the sweet taste.

Purer than the soul of an angel!

"Saharto!" A prison guard came over with dinner: "It's your dinner!" ”

He lifted the lid, and dozens of catties of stinky tofu that had just been taken out of the jar exuded a rich flavor.

Served with those maggot-infested meats.

Saharto's eyes lit up immediately.

"Thank you! Thanks a lot! "The Demon Prince has learned to act like the Federalists now.

In this prison, in addition to eating and sleeping, it is educated in four classes a day.

Along with it, there is also a zombie that looks muddy, and it is said to be called a general.

After class, it has to write homework and write down its experience.

Every seven days, someone will come for a spot check.

In the last spot check, Sahato got an evaluation on the armor! Even higher than that zombie's rating!

Therefore, it was personally praised by the prison warden, and it was also given the honor of 'positive reformer'!

That's amazing!

Because according to the regulations, the evaluation of positive reformers can be superimposed.

When stacked up to ten, it can be released.

Then you can go and get a registration certificate, and from then on you can legally operate in this country - as long as you report on time and obey the law!

There are already generals of the Black Guard, who have come to see it in person.

The general promised that as long as it was well reformed, after it was released from prison, he would be able to go to work in the black guards.

In the service of humanity and nation!

"Serve humanity and the ...... country" Saharto thought to himself, and it seemed to feel good!

Suddenly......

Saharto turned around and looked in a certain direction.

He swallowed, then looked at the guard.

"Sir!" It raised its huge arm: "I want to report!" I want to make meritorious service! ”

It said earnestly, "I feel, my father, that Evie has arrived!" ”

The Demon Prince now only thinks about making meritorious contributions as soon as possible, gaining freedom, and serving humanity and the country!

So, it betrayed its father without hesitation!

Anyway, it's a very common thing in hell!

The prison guards listened, dumbfounded.

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But he immediately followed the procedure and reported to his superiors.

So, the warden was alarmed. After consulting his superiors, the demon prince Saharto was awarded a second-class meritorious service!

And again awarded the 'positive reformers'.

Next to Saharto's cell, the zombie stood up and looked at the demon prince who had been put on the chest by the warden with a medal of 'positive reformer' on his chest.

The demon prince danced excitedly, and promised in front of the prison warden that he would reform well, strive for early release, and serve the country and mankind!

Zombies feel like their three views are a little collapsed!

So, it turned and looked at a book on the desk.

The title of the book is "Heterogeneity Has Human Rights".

It picked it up and decided to take a good look.

Otherwise, the local zombies will lose to the demons of the foreign countries, and when this spreads, the zombie king's face will not be able to hang up!

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Ling Ping'an raised his head and rubbed his temples, which were a little sore.

He looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already nine o'clock.

He looked at the documents on his computer again.

A total of 0 words were output today.

He was slightly ashamed.

"Starting tomorrow, I must work hard!" The young online writer said categorically: "You must write 4,000 words!" ”