The children stood in the courtyard, the morning sun shining on the flowers and trees, and the dew reflected this light.

They were very excited, and they looked like they were about to go to heaven, which was natural.

Black Coffin Juggernaut.

The name is enough.

With an evil smile, I walked with ghostly steps, showing a bewitching temperament in my gestures, and facing these children who were not deeply involved in the world with an extremely charming appearance.

Oh Longinus, you are guilty, your sin is to make people fall in love with you incorrigibly, you must be careful, although your character is so noble, but your existence, your fatal charm to others, is your original sin.

Junben,

Beautiful woman.

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Beauty

Woe to the waters.

Carla said, "Father, you have your zipper open." ”

As soon as I bowed my head, indeed, it seemed that God could not help but be jealous of my perfection, my tallness, my thickness.... Woohoo lament, heaven and earth are unkind, all things are dogs, and the heavens are entrusted to the people....

Wait, Kara?

I exclaimed, "Kara, why are you here... Why is Martin there? ”

They were among the youngest, but they were in the middle of the pack, which showed that they were better nourished than everyone else.

Carla laughed, "We want to learn too, and the thought of you teaching others to read the blade instead of us makes me very unhappy, and so is Martin." ”

Jealousy, have I made a child at such a young age jealous? At the age when they were not in love, they couldn't help but fall for it because of my peerless prestige and extraordinary bearing? Sinner! Longinus! You are a sinner!

But there is no way to do it.

I heard a young Todna woman say to Martin, "What are you smirking at?" It looks. His face was red. ”

Martin didn't answer.

This group of children is neither big nor small.

I said solemnly, "Kara, aren't you supposed to be busy?" You're going to have to study, and you're going to have to deal with those accounts...."

"I still have two hours a day, and if there's a problem, I'll let me know," Carla said. ”

I nodded and said to the children, "You must already know that you were chosen by Cain, and I chose you. You're all outstanding talents, with one-in-a-million talents! I know that you have just suffered from pain, and your feelings are still sympathetic, but there is an ancient saying: 'Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs.' He also said: "If the heavens descend on the people, they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skins." Therefore, I do not want to say any more words of mercy, for you will all be subjected to the strictest, even cruel training! ”

The children are not sad, and their awakening seems to have put their will on another level, at least... It has relieved their grief for the time being, and now they have forgotten the past and are fully prepared.

I went up to a boy named Winsap, who was the oldest and, according to him, had been taught by Master Helsing.

I miss the master so much, and I hope he will come to this.

I said, "Winsap." ”

With all his strength, he shouted, "Yes! ”

I said, "I will follow the ancient Eastern system of master and apprentice, you are all my disciples, you are the elder brother of all, if I am not there, you will supervise all people, they must listen to you, without exception, but I will also examine your conduct and progress, and if I am not satisfied, I will take back your authority." ”

Winsap was overjoyed and shouted, "Yes, Master! He handed me a book about five centimeters thick, and I looked at it, and I was overjoyed when it was my turn.

Is it the secret book of the magic left by Master Helsin? How... How did it get into the hands of this child? I thought I was his protégé.

Calm, calm, you are a generation of grandmasters, fishbones, how can you be arrogant and profligate? How can you laugh and scold without any scruples?

I straightened my mouth with a crooked smile, looked at it indifferently, and said, "Master Helsing gave it to you?" ”

Winsap shook his head and said, "It was given to us by that blue ghost, we have been practicing for a few days, but there is no progress." ”

The girl named Todna said, "We suspect that the blue ghost is the ghost of the master, is the master dead?" ”

I sighed: "Nonsense, how can the master die? I took the books in my hand and said, "These books mean nothing to me, but they are too difficult for you, and it is better for me to keep them, and have you received any other gifts?" For example, swords, swords, armor, light armor, etc., it is better to hand them over to me. ”

It's not that I'm insatiable, I even want to grab children's things, I just want to make the best use of things, just like when Yue Buqun seized Lin Pingzhi's evil sword spectrum.... No, this analogy is not appropriate. But in the autumn of critical survival, I must abandon any moral constraints, the so-called benevolence is not in power, and mercy is not in charge of soldiers. If a child with a lollipop appeared in front of me in the middle of my starvation dying, I would have snatched the lollipop as a matter of course.

It was the last days that made me a cruel devil who snatched candy from children.

Wrong, not me.

It's the world.

I began to teach them the basics of the Blade, and found that their comprehension speed was quite fast, and the progress in the early stage was similar to that of El Salvador, but it was much slower than El Salvador in the difficult places.

Veraille has told me that the magical substance in the universe – the aether – awakens mortals and thus possesses magical powers that can manipulate the aether and distort reality. According to the degree of awakening, human beings can be divided into five levels: mortals, magicians, magicians, mages, and Neferem.

This is the traditional mage's point of view, which is different from the view of the demon messenger. Demon envoys believe that it is demons that give humans the power of magic, so they can be divided into mortals - demon servants - demon followers - demon envoys - demon descendants, among which the demon descendants are Neferem.

From a mage's point of view, the magician's lack of talent for manipulating large amounts of aether is very limited, and they have the vision of a mage, can see some hidden traces of magic, and detect the approach of danger. But if you want to use magic, even low-level magic, you have to use some rituals or props. Of the more than 10,000 knights of the Sword and Shield Society, the vast majority are tricksters.

Spellhunters are people who are born with an aether within them, and I've dealt with them a lot in London. They are very talented, but they usually have only one aspect of elemental ability: wind, fire, water, earth, thunder, and wood. If they specialize in their own strengths, they can rise to a very good level, but they lack the depth and versatility of a true mage.

Mages are truly awakened, who have seen through the truth of the world, can freely distribute the magic power in their own bodies, manipulate the ether in the outside world, and they can fully learn the knowledge of magic, involving a very high level, as long as they are long enough, they can reach the level of understanding the universe. Such a person, Veraille said, is only one in a hundred thousand.

Neferem has a strong demonic bloodline and has a lower probability of appearing than mages. This allows them to excel in a variety of fields. They can become extremely powerful werewolves, mages, bloods, demon messengers, angel incarnations, and if they become living corpses, they are also different. Of course, poor teenage girls like Laca have been transformed into AI and know almost everything.

It's hard to say who is right and who is wrong in the views of the demon envoy and the mage, and it is possible that both are wrong, but one thing is certain-

The group of students I have are rare and awakened mages.

A group of priceless treasures.

But the problem is that I can't let these priceless treasures know that they are priceless, and I can't make them complacent and see that I can't bear to hurt them. I had to ruthlessly push them to the brink and reach their full potential, just as Ochid had done to me.

I asked them to swing their swords with the skill of the Mind Blade, not a centimeter of skew, and their posture must not be wrong, even if they practiced to the point that their bones clicked, even if they couldn't support it and fell, I just indifferently let them stand up and continue to practice hard.

I asked them to run in circles, and I watched them gasp so hard that their lungs were about to explode. I let them dodge my sword, or withstand my attacks, and trained them to activate the reaction of the telepathic blade in time, if they can't dodge, or can't defend themselves, they will be left with blood marks of my wooden sword, and in just a few days, they are covered in bruises.

I would provoke them with vicious words, no, rather insult them, and make them cry and gnash their teeth under the disturbance of the spirit, and their hearts will be filled with anger against me, and the desire to fight.

When they were really unsustainable, I treated them a little bit with the Flower of Souls so that they wouldn't be able to get up the next day, but I didn't let them see that I was taking care of them.

Moreover, I cook for them myself, and even if they are hungry, they will not have a good appetite in front of my dark culinary skills.

Within a few days, they had ceased to worship me and loved me, and in their hearts I was as powerful as the devil, as terrible as the devil, as abominable as the devil, and as omnipresent as the devil, imprisoning their souls.

If it were in the heyday of a hundred years ago, once this matter was reported by the media, I was afraid that I would be sprayed with blood, or even imprisoned.

This is the benefit of the last days, where there is no group of ignorant virgins who interfere with you, causing juvenile criminals to be protected by the law, making you restrain your hands and tremble, and even children dare to walk sideways in front of their teachers, and can do evil with impunity and arrogance.

I used the same standard with Carla and Martin, but they were so good, they learned better than Mirsey and Salvador, and I couldn't bear to really punish them, and even worse than scolding them, wouldn't it be scolding myself to scold their fathers? In two hours a day, they were able to complete twelve hours of training for all the others, and they were already able to use it very skillfully, as if they had fought it several times.

This at least caused resentment among the rest of the children, but they dared not speak out. I sensed this emotion, so when they behaved well, I would give them preferential treatment accordingly, showing my slightly warm side.

Strangely, this occasional warmth made them grateful, and inspired them to respect and admire me from the bottom of their hearts, and to treat me as a real parent, and to weep bitterly in front of me. That's when I realized how easy Stockholm Syndrome can be, and how easy it is to manipulate.

I firmly believe that I am for their good, but I treat them far more badly than kindly, but it is the occasional goodness that makes them completely fascinated by me, and as their strength grows, their loyalty to me becomes unshakable.