Half-demons don't like the sun.

It's just that his guardians, and future mentors, are very insistent, one of them is completely gloating, while the other thinks that sunlight can make his bones harder—no kidding, there is no sun in the bottomless abyss, and the bones of those demons and demons are much harder than steel.

The invisible servants gave them sweet berries, as well as delicate meat soup and fluffy dough, which was not what a half-demon needed, it was fresh flesh, soul, and water of life that could nourish him and make him grow as quickly as possible, but his guardian was not only strict but also stingy in this regard- The Otherworldly Soul holds the Soul Gem in his hand, and before Salil can use his mind to control the instincts inherited from the demons, he must choose between fresh flesh and soul gems, unless he can cruelly watch the half-demons go mad with hunger - the Son of Grazt, it is not impossible for him to eat a village in one night after completely losing control.

But Salil didn't want to get the soul gem so easily, he was put in a patch of grass, and then ordered to go to the end of the canyon, and then come back, so that three times to get a small soul gem - the child needs a moderate amount of exercise, the otherworldly soul who got the basic reference material from the lich thought without pity, and did not waver in the face of the half-demon's tears and grunts.

The half-demon hates the sun, and he hates fluffy grass and thorns, he won't get hurt because of them, but the vigorous life opportunity contained in it makes him want to destroy and plunder, but he will be severely punished for doing so, I don't know why, the suffering ass and the little robe of the pink sè should not have hurt him too much, but out of the innate Jǐng tixìng, the half-demon always feels that he will repay a big debt in the future- He subconsciously bowed his body, like half-demons and demons born in the bottomless abyss, the weak will choose the most stealthy and fast way of moving, crawling on the ground is one, and the four limbs are obviously moving faster than the two, but this is also not allowed by his guardians. A buzzing, sometimes silent orb hovered above him, watching his every move—the work of the black-haired Dragonborn, and although he could summon a little devil or a little devil to spy on Saril on his behalf, they would undoubtedly become Grazt's eyeliner, so he borrowed from the little devil he had seen the devils used to detect the battlefield and created the golem, which was only the size of Chéng Rén's palm. It looks like a round ball full of eyes, with a perspective of 360 degrees, and can fly high into the air, dive to the bottom of water, or sink into the mire.

It and its companions followed Salir all the time, and Salir ran forward, running to the place where the sun was hottest.

"This is Lucieu's son?"

"A son of a devil. The Otherworldly Soul replied that Salir's father was Grazt, and that only three people knew about him except Grazt, and that he was Kerribben, and Afra, and that there might be a name or two more to come. He didn't want more people to keep the secret, and while Adel was a trustworthy man, he was the voter of Rosada after all, and as for the others, they wouldn't even know where the other half of Salier's blood came from, let alone Grazt. A young half-demon is valuable in its own right, let alone a young son of Grazt.

Adair sighed deeply, "I'm sorry," he said, "I should have been more conscious." After they met again, Adel realized that the sudden difficulties and obstacles encountered by the priests of Rosada before, as well as the unknown raids, were obviously only there to divert him—only after he left, did he learn that the Silvercrown Jungle was also threatened, although he was a little confused at the time—because the black-haired Dragonborn was still at the Peak of Arrows, but at that time, he was also exhausted by the continuous assassination and arson of the followers of Shirek, the god of yīn, and Marsk, the god of thieves...... He had little extra power to think, and by the time he got back to Arrow Peak, it was all over.

"You have your duty. The spirit of the other world said, "When did you regain your old identity?"

"If it's the Peak of Arrows, then it was after you left and I came back that Emperor Falun asked me to remove my disguise," Adel said confusedly, "I don't know when he found out." ”

Adelle's attire speaks for itself, with tiny laurel flowers embroidered around the edges of her white robes, a long chain with the emblem of the Sunstone, a ring on her finger inscribed with the name of Rosada, and a fallen priest who cannot wear ornaments associated with a deity, or garments embroidered with sacred flowers or sacred trees.

"What do you think?" asked the otherworldly spirit.

"I think...... It may not have been very long......" said Adair, "perhaps it was my delusion, but I always felt that the Emperor seemed to have changed—my friend, I mean, if the two of them had changed. ”

The Otherworldly Soul felt the same way, and if a quick glance before leaving didn't make it sure, then the information he received from his subordinates and people seemed to confirm it.

"Is the Emperor involved in this incident?" asked Adair, whether the Emperor was deliberately hoodwinked, or was he cleverly exploited, or was he complicit from the beginning?

"Able to refuse...... There aren't many people who are a demon. The soul of the other world whispered. By this time, the half-demon who had grasped the token with his finger - the fruit of the trees outside the canyon had run back, no matter how evil half of his blood was, he was completely a very young child from the outside, although it took him less than a little time for even a Chéng Rén to trek half a day's journey, but when he ran, he still writhed quite cutely.

"He doesn't look like a half-demon. Adair said. The otherworldly soul lifted its finger and put it to her lips.

The half-demon ran over panting, his fatigue was not from running, but from having to run as a human and fight against his instincts, he grabbed the arm of the black-haired dragonborn and demanded payment, but the spirit of the other world just gave him some water to drink, "go eat," his guardian said, "and rest." ”

Sulir pestered for a moment, and after realizing that he could not compromise with every other time, he simply ran to the invisible servant and began to feast on berries, soup, and bread.

Adel looked at the black-haired dragonborn's expression and became strange, the half-demon doesn't need human food, and he doesn't need to rest, is he raising a half-demon the same way he raised a human child?

The soul of the other world didn't know how to raise a half-demon, but it knew that Sahril had to have order and reason compared to sharp claws, superior talent and strong body, otherwise, no matter how powerful, all he could get was a beast,

The half-demon waited for a moment until the pesky human left, and he ran to the guardian, curled up at his lap, and quickly fell asleep.

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"If it weren't for the sulphur smell on him," Glenn muttered, "I would have thought it was your and my daughter's child." ”

The lich glanced at him and didn't say a word, if it was Gülen when they first met, he might still believe it, but now Gülen has also entered the realm of demigods or quasi-gods, it is impossible for him not to see the strong demonic aura on Salir's body, and he and Afra are not the products of demons, where does the demon's blood come from, from the tip of his tongue?

Glenn folded his arms and smiled at his former master, "I beg your pardon for taking so long to be able to give you a response," he said hypocritically, "I've been really, very, very busy these past few years," he looked at the black-haired Dragonborn with some grief, "You've caused a lot of trouble for my master." ”

"Which of your masters?"

"Musk, the god of thieves, and the one you know. ”

"Oh, the master of the master. The lich replied mercilessly, and Gülen's god Sè immediately deteriorated, and he had not had a good time in the past few years, "I thought you would be grateful to me." He muttered smutteringly.

"I think I owe more to Adelle. The lich smiled and replied - the elector system proposed by the other soul had brought Ciric's plot to a halt, and those kings and archdukes, no matter how stupid, could compare eleven and one which was bigger and which was smaller, not to mention, there were several other countries on one side, after all, they had to obtain the position of elector before they could become the emperor of Falun, even if the emperor's throne could not be passed on to his children— But are there still fewer people who slaughter every blood relative in order to wear the crown of a king, even if it is only for a year, a month, or a day? Of course, the god of yīn, who is known for his careful eye, will not be happy, and so will his servant Musk, the god of thieves, (at least on the surface), but the reason why they do not cause too many problems for the black-haired dragonborn is not only because Glenn - his name is known to Rosada, the god of the morning light, who has fought with Ciric for thousands of years, is the perfect interpretation of what is called" What my enemies hate is what I love", Adel once jokingly said, and it is probably not him who is most favored by Rosada now, but the black-haired Dragonborn.

Glenn may have done a lot of things, but in any case, the former undead didn't feel the need to be grateful to him, and of course, if he really wanted to be rewarded, he would get it too, but the lich's rewards were often as heavy as his curse, and hopefully he wouldn't regret it too much when the time came.

"And what now?" the lich asked.

"It seemed peaceful. Gülen said.

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Except for his guardian and future mentor, Saler is most familiar with, probably Glenn, a thief, a monster too powerful to resist.

"Why should I teach this little cub?" asked Gülen, "and he has nothing to do with me. ”

"And your daughter has. Without raising his head, the lich replied, "This is the fruit of the seed she sowed." ”

"I didn't even look after Afra. ”

"Well, I'm the one who cares for Afra. The lich then said, and even Glenn couldn't say anything at this point.

"But he's still too young. Gülen was silent for a few moments before saying.

"He's a half-demon. The lich said, "He is not human, he is stronger than you think." He looked at Salier, "Prove." ”

Gülen walked away with his bitten wrist.

A few days later, when Gülen returned to the Black Tower, he saw the black-haired Dragonborn sorting through a paperwork, and when he saw that gentle smile, he knew that there was another master in his body, who he had thought was weak and deceitful, but who had proved to be more dangerous than the one he had feared - probably no one in this plane could incur all sorts of trouble more than he did.

"What is this?"

"Class schedule. ”

Gülen read the list carefully, and when he found that the time in it was divided into sixtieth of a grid, his wrist didn't hurt so much, of course, when the education of this plane was still stagnant in the realm of apprentices, disciples, and teachers, few people would sleep, eat, rest, read, copy, Martial arts and even horsemanship, etc., are all neatly divided into a cycle of day and night, so that Glenn can seem to him to see that this is like the laws made by a strict and perverted warlock for the golems he casts, and people who live according to these rules really don't go crazy because of this?

If the soul of the other world could hear Gülen's complaints, it would surely tell Gülen that in the other plane, there were tens of thousands of mortals who studied, lived and worked according to rules and regulations ten times more stringent than that, and that Salier was lucky enough to be one of the plane children of his guardians who needed to learn how to wield a sword, control a horse, a human-faced sphinx, and so on.

"And what does this mean?" Glenn asked, puzzled, "Do the Warlocks of Grenada even want to learn to cook?"

"Isn't cooking a very important thing?"

"Yes," Gülen looked at the parchment in his hand, "but don't you have an invisible minarion?"

The soul god of the other world looked at Gülen desolate for a while, then turned his head away: "...... It's not tasty. And in the past few years, he probably couldn't get out of the tower.

"What is weaving?" asked Glenn again, not what he thought it was.

"It's a technique that spellcasters use to train their fingers. "From another plane, and from the original plane, jīng," like a thief. ”

"We did this training in boiling whale oil," Gülen said, "not in the weaving workshop." ”

He looked down again, "I don't understand - I think you need to be with ...... His other guardian had a good talk ......"

"We talked about it. The Otherworldly Soul is not ashamed to lie: "He thinks these projects are quite reasonable and indispensable. ”

"I hope you really know what you're doing. Gülen said.

I also hope that Grazt will not come to Cháo on a whim, and want to see what his son is raised to be.

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