He took out a soul contract from his bag, the terms of which were already written. Peggy took it and went through it, and it was basically a necessary team clause, such as that both parties must not harm each other in a direct or indirect way. It is worth noting the last one:

This deed is valid for 5 years. Party A (Asker) provides Party B (Peggy) with sufficient knowledge and training to help it grow to the extent that it is sufficient to protect itself, and Party B is required to follow Party A's instructions on a basis that does not violate the above terms of cooperation. The spoils obtained by the team shall be distributed by Party A.

Standard Mercenary Apprenticeship Treaty.

"So you taught me fighting skills in exchange for me working for you?" Peggy asked.

"That's right." Asker smiled and said:

"You now have the primary-level supernatural power, but you don't know how to use it. I'll teach you how to use your own strength effectively in exchange for you working for me for a while, right? ”

"One more." Peggy said, "Help me get my revenge and kill those vampires in your house for a time limit." ”

Obviously, the girl was still wary and distrustful, and Asker didn't care about that.

In fact, according to the main plot, a world-class all-out war is only a few years away.

If you fight alone, no matter how powerful the transcendent person is, you will inevitably be piled to death.

Therefore, to build a high-level combat team that obeys his command, Asker has good reason to move forward.

As for these teammates, it doesn't matter if you believe me or not at first, as long as you taste the sweetness later, you will naturally be tied up by interests.

"Okay." Asker wrote, "Then in a week." ”

Revenge in this week? Peggy was suddenly a little excited, but in front of Asker, she suppressed her excitement hard, and just watched him coldly sign his name on the soul contract.

"Alright." Asker handed the contract over, "Look at it. ”

Peggy examines the pact again, and confirms in her mind the key pact of the pact: Aske teaches herself to use supernatural powers in exchange for her service to him, valid for 5 years. As for revenge, it's just a giveaway.

It's not unacceptable to yourself. If she could have had supernatural powers that night, why would her parents be killed by the vampires who broke into the house?

And she is also a blood clan now, if she doesn't have the power to protect herself, maybe one day she will be discovered and executed by the church.

Thinking of this, Peggy signed her name at Party B at the end of the contract.

"Okay, so we're partners in life and death." Asker smiled as he put away the contract, sensing an invisible supernatural force that connected the two parties.

"Please remember the one that helped me get my revenge, Mr. Asker." Peggy said coldly.

"Don't call me sir, just call me by my first name." Aske said, untying the short sword hanging from the belt around his waist, "This is a weapon for you." ”

"Weapons?" Peggy takes the dagger.

"Some Bloods believe that claws and spells are their best weapons." "Not really. Until you advance to Tier 5, a good weapon is still a must. Do you know why you attacked me before, but I stopped you every time? ”

"Why?" Peggy asked.

"Because the sword is long and the arm is short." Asker rightly said, "You haven't hit me yet, my sword has already touched you." ”

"If so, why not use a longer weapon?" Peggy tried to reason and asked, "Like a sword, or a spear." ”

"If you're all about distance, why don't you choose a sniper rifle?" Asker shook his head and said, "The farther the weapon, the more vulnerable it is to melee attacks. One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. ”

"Shortswords and daggers are the most suitable weapons for the more agile Bloods, as your speed compensates for the lack of distance. The dagger is strong in attack and weak in defense, while the short sword is relatively balanced. ”

"You've only recently become a Bloodline, and you're not yet familiar with your own supernatural powers." Aske continued, "Transcendent power must be exercised before it can be digested and transformed into its physical or mental strength. Anyway, the Bloodline is nocturnal and doesn't need sleep, so let's start the first training plan tonight. ”

"You run to the opposite side of the cemetery on the other side of the hill with all your might, cut off a branch from the bushes outside the fence with your short sword, and then rush back and throw it into the fire, keeping it out all night, and that's it."

"What about you?" Peggy asked, "Will you look at me?" ”

"Of course not." Aske said, "I'm human, and I'm going to sleep." ”

He took off his dried cotton armor and chain mail, found a flat place near the fire, lay down and covered himself to sleep.

Peggy looked at him in silence. Then she took her dagger and turned and went out.

Running under the moonlight was a novel experience that Peggy had never had before—she had always been a good girl at home before, never going out after 7 p.m.

Now that she is a blood clan, her adaptation to the night is surprisingly smooth, and there seems to be a faint impulse in her heart.

It was a bloodthirsty urge to kill, to hunt.

Rushing to the end of the cemetery, there are dry bushes all over the fence. Peggy flew over the fence and slashed at the nearest bush with her dagger.

The bushes were crushed by the dagger and bounced back unscathed.

Peggy watched in silence for a moment, only to see the reason: the edge of her short sword was not sharp, and the bushes were elastic, and a simple chop could only crush it out of shape.

She reached out and grabbed a bush, cut the branch at the bottom with her short sword in her right hand, and then picked up the branch and ran back at high speed.

Rushing into the abandoned house, Peggy is shocked to find that the fire has become much smaller. It turned out that because there was no one to add firewood, some of the firewood in it was burned out. She hurriedly threw the branch into the fire, turned and rushed to the end of the cemetery with lightning speed.

After a few round-trips, Peggy finally understood the idea behind Asker's training plan: he could only chop one branch at a time, and the fire burned quickly, so the time to run back and forth had to be shortened, and the speed of the sprint had to be maximized.

Stopping and chopping a branch is also a waste of time, so you can grab a bush branch in a sprint, reach the bottom of the branch with your right short sword, and use the momentum to cut the branch directly, and even the movement of your arm can be omitted.

When you go back to the abandoned house, you don't need to run to the fire to add branches, you can throw them into the fire five or six steps apart, which can save a few seconds.

After running back and forth more than a hundred times, Peggy finally found that her physical abilities had grown, including the explosiveness of kicking her legs on the ground when running, her ability to maintain balance when running on rough ground, and her ability to accurately swing her sword when she sprinted.

The characteristics of the blood clan that were injected into her body by the first embrace, and the huge transcendent power contained in it, was constantly improving and enhancing her physical strength.

I'm getting stronger at a speed that's visible to the naked eye!

Early morning.

Asker sat up from the ground and tapped his sore shoulder.

It doesn't feel good to sleep on the ground, and it's not for nothing that people all over the world sleep with pillows. He opened his eyes and looked at the fire in the middle of the ruined house.

The fire was much smaller, but it wasn't completely extinguished, and you could see a few branches inside, crackling and burning. Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind, and another branch was thrown into the fire, and Peggy stood at the door of the abandoned house, looking at him with a blank face.

"You're awake." She said.

"Wake up." Asker stood, put on his armor again, and put on his sword and pistol.

My mouth is dry and I want to brush my teeth.

"The training is effective, isn't it?" "It's time for us to get out of here." ”

"When I was training." Peggy wanted to speak and stopped, "There's always a bloodthirsty urge to tear or chew up some creature, I don't know if it's my delusion." ”

"A transcendent trait from Flesh I, with a small amount of xenomorphic emotions in it." Aske waved his hand, "When absorbed, it may cause a change in your own consciousness. However, you're only level 1 now, so the negative impact shouldn't be significant. I guess if you concentrate a little bit, that urge will be suppressed, right? ”

"Yes." Peggy said.

"That'll do." Asker walks out of the abandoned house.

The two walked down the hill and left the cemetery. Asker buys a black robe at a nearby clothing store and replaces Peggy's linen shroud from covering her face so that familiar people don't think she's back from the dead.

The two of them left the clothing store and rushed to the next store, the same blacksmith shop near the school where Asker worked the last time they visited.

"Boss." Walking into the store, Aske pointed to Peggy, who was dressed in a black robe behind him, and said to the shopkeeper who hurriedly greeted him, "Give this lady a piece of chain mail, and make it all steel rings that don't interfere with normal activities." ”

"There is another set of close-fitting leather armor, which must be fully tanned, and the joints must be flexible enough, and the shoulders must have reeds that distribute the weight, and there must also be a three-layer linen lining."

"Yes, Master Achilles." The shopkeeper nodded and bowed, he had already decided that Asker was a big customer, "But the all-steel ring chain mail needs to be customized by a blacksmith, and the delivery time is estimated to be a month later." ”

"Five days." Asker said, "I'll give you 50 pounds, and you can go to the factory across the Golden Horn to get the rings done, and you can hire people from other blacksmiths' shops to make the rings, and I'll pick them up in five days." I will pay 20 pounds in advance here. ”

The shopkeeper quickly calculated, and found that he could get 5-15 pounds of profit in it, and immediately nodded in agreement: "No problem, Master Achilles." Hasda, damn Hasda! Tell your mother-in-law to come over and measure the size of this noble lady! ”

"Nordrick! Hurry up and find a factory opposite the Golden Horn, order 15,000 chain mail iron rings, and don't eat dinner if you can't get it before 5 o'clock in the afternoon! ”

With the shopkeeper's fiery command, the entire blacksmith shop jumped up. Soon a hired man's wife came out in a panic and led Peggy to the inner room to be measured. Asker stood outside the store, looking out at the bustling streets. After a few moments, Peggy, dressed in leather armor, walked out.

"Because you said before that you were afraid of being recognized, I asked for a mask." Peggy lifted the hood of her black robe, revealing the mask underneath. It was a simple black weeping mask, the kind often worn by tragic actors in ancient Syrius plays.

"Yes." Asker nodded, "Next, let's take care of your revenge." ”

The two came to the neighborhood where Asker's ancestral house was located, found a hotel, and booked a room on the 5th floor. From the window of the room, you can clearly see the street in front of the ancestral house in the distance.

"Are you going to use a sniper rifle to kill the vampire in this position?" Peggy asked.

"It's not." "This room is reserved for you to admire the death of your enemies," Asker said. ”

"Oh." Peggy nodded in realization. Her understanding was that her strength was too low, so Aske chose to go back alone and let herself stay here to watch the results.

Leaving Peggy in his room, Aske briskly left the hotel and walked back to the Hagia Sophia neighborhood where he bought a gun yesterday, and walked straight into the cathedral.

"I'm going to report." He said to the bishop on the pulpit.