"Ahh What do you want to do, let go of me, bastard! Gagro continued to growl.

But Moslian remained unmoved, continuing to suppress him, and his strength grew stronger, even making a clicking sound of bone misalignment.

Gagro couldn't stand it and burst into tears, after all, he was only a fifteen-year-old child, and he couldn't keep calm in the face of this pain.

"Please let me go, I was wrong, I shouldn't have done anything to you!"

After his words of begging for mercy were spoken, Moslian suddenly took out a small black pill and handed it to Gagro.

"I'll let you go after eating it, or ......" Moslian pressed harder again, causing Gagro to roll his eyes in pain.

"I'll eat!"

Gagro ate the pill without hesitation, and he was much more timid than he imagined after he had never suffered this kind of pain since he was a child.

Swallowed the pill directly with a little threat, Moslian didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and after Gagro took the pill, he let him go as agreed.

Gagro, who had been freed again, rested for a long time before finally regaining his senses, looking at Moslian's eyes full of horror, and feeling that Moslian in front of him was particularly strange.

"Defeat Gagro and add 3,000 XP."

As the hint of the upgrade reappeared, Moslian felt that he was a lot stronger, and when he was fighting against Momoli, he would gain experience points when he fought more, and his strength and speed would increase a lot after upgrading.

This time, he was directly promoted to the third level, and when he reached the sixth level, he made a leap of progress, making Demosley feel comfortable safely.

"Of course it's poison for you, or it's sugar." Moslian looked at him amusedly, "This poison won't kill people immediately, but it will slowly melt and die in two days." ”

Hearing Moslian's words, Gagro's face suddenly changed greatly, "How can you let me go, can't I apologize?" ”

Gagro was so frightened that he began to tremble all over, and the last shred of dignity did not let him kneel like this.

"What you have to do is very simple, and there will be a reward for doing it well, you just need to say that outsiders beat me, and then you have to come to me every day to trouble, accompany me to practice, so that after a while, I will give you an antidote."

"If you don't come to me, then in two days the poison in your body will explode and make you die a very ugly death." As he spoke, Moslian sneered and left, leaving only Gagro, who looked confused, trembling behind him.

Moslian took this step very safely, and even if Gagro told his parents, the little red pill was just a red fruit.

It's just that Gagro swallowed it directly just now, and he didn't taste it, even if he told his parents that it was just a prank, nothing big would happen, and at most he would be reprimanded by Ravel.

If Gagro does this, then there will be a reason for the wounds on his body, and there will be a qi bag to practice his hands, so why not.

Returning to the residence with a happy mood, Lovel returned to the residence after a long day's work.

Looking at her innocent expression, Moslian knew that Gagro hadn't told his parents as expected.

Moslian breathed a sigh of relief and cried about the atrocities Gagro had inflicted on him.

In Lovell's distressed gaze, and Moslian's guilt-ridden thoughts, the two went to Sister Maria's residence together and asked him to heal his wounds.

Maria's healing was very effective, and in just ten minutes, Moslian felt that most of his injuries were healed.

"Continue to come to me tomorrow, your injuries are too serious, one day of treatment is not enough." Sister Mary said, looking at Moslian's injuries.

"Thank you, Sister Mary." Moslian, who felt much better, thanked him.

"It's nothing, just stop fighting, there are some people you can't provoke." Mary suddenly said meaningfully, as if she had discovered something.

Although Mary is a nun, she is actually not very old, and she is only nineteen years old this year, and she is the younger nun.

Because she has a high magical talent, she became a nun in advance.

It seems that he had a crush on her for a while before this, but now that he thinks about it, he doesn't seem to feel much, but it feels quite strange.

"Got it." Moseley installed the muddle in the past.

Follow Raph back to the residence, and at night the sweet potato soup and bread, Moslian ate most of it alone, if it weren't for the fear that Raphel would not have enough to eat, he could even eat all the food on the table.

After eating the food, although the spirit is full, the body is deeply tired.

After saying goodnight to Ravel, Moslian went straight back to the room.

It's another day, early in the morning.

Moslian, who had slept comfortably, was full of vitality, and went out of the town in the early morning to run two laps, and after being tired, he felt the surge of magic according to the method taught by Momoli, experienced the magic in his body, and tried to mobilize the magic power.

After failing repeatedly for an unknown number of times, he finally managed to mobilize a trace of magic at his fingertips.

The magic of fingertip jumping was like a newborn child, beating happily in his hand, but this situation did not last long, and after just a dozen seconds, this magic power reached the end of life and dissipated.

"I don't know how long it will take to successfully use the first skill." With a little emotion, he continued to practice using magic.

It wasn't until noon that he stopped his movements when he was hungry, practicing magic and learning physical arts, which made him very hungry, and he had to eat a lot every time he ate, before he was full after eating half a roast chicken, and now he eats one alone, and he is still very hungry.

Back at the monastery, I picked up the lunch for the day, which was two sweet potatoes and a glass of milk, a very simple lunch.

It should be said that he can't eat enough, at least he can fill his stomach, but with Moslian's current appetite, he can't even fill his stomach, and after gobbling it up, it feels like he hasn't eaten.

Then he suddenly saw Mary coming out of the nuns' cafeteria, with a standard lunch in her hand, and a bowl of broth, which was the treatment of the nuns.

Compared to their adopted children, I don't know how much better they are treated.

The monasteries are also divided into classes, the worst of which are adopted children like them, then the nuns and priests who carry out the work, then the great priests and saints, in their courtyard only the abbot is a saint, and the rest are all priests and nuns.

Suddenly, Mary looked at him and saw his greedy expression.

Seeing this, Moslian quickly turned his head, this is too embarrassing, looking at other people's food in a daze, and being caught.

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