Lord, judge, headmaster, coach, technician, scientific advisor, Andrei can attach countless titles to himself. It's the beginning of the school year again, and André and his attendant are sorting through the archives of the entire eastern continent in the archives of Valhalla. In the face of such menial and heavy work, Livia seemed more comfortable than the abyssal-faced Son of the Abyss, after all, the young succubus had been engaged in similar substantive work since following André's side.

Valhalla is still running a one-year program, after all, this relatively novel school does not teach anything particularly esoteric, most of it is just some conceptual knowledge, just to let the students understand the wisdom of the other world and broaden their horizons.

For some relatively complex areas or projects, Valhalla's supervisors will lead their students to conduct intensive research. Those who graduate from the one-year program can choose between a two-way plan and a mentor to decide whether they want to return to their positions at Andrari or stay in Valhalla to continue their studies.

This kind of relatively free and familiar teaching mode naturally comes from the world in Andrei's memory, but fortunately, the people here have a rigorous and simple attitude towards knowledge, material and reputation are not their goals, and satisfying their intellectual curiosity is the tireless pursuit of the vast majority of Valhalla.

At present, the most remarkable results are the manufacturing-related projects that Andrarui has always been ahead of other forces, including military industry, construction, shipbuilding, agriculture, catering, handicraft manufacturing and many other fields.

Now these projects that were once personally handled by Andre have been transferred to the heads of various fields, and the only thing that the Children of the Abyss are still following up in real time is the improvement and advanced use of Dragon Breath and Dragon Strike Technique.

This year, André is ready to focus his efforts on Andrarui's economic development. After a year of acclimatization, the deans of Valhalla's branches have almost fully adapted to the teaching work here, and the graduate files and freshman rosters submitted by them have been compiled into the hands of the children of the abyss after simple annotations, and the rector of Valhalla will make the final arrangements and file them.

Just when André and his attendants were at a loss in the face of hundreds of documents, Appi, who had not appeared for a long time and had been left behind in Andrari, embarked on a big adventure of his own.

Inside the main hall of the Dark Temple, Lucien sat in front of the pool of blood with his eyes slightly closed, feeling the mixed magic of the pulsations circulating in his body. With the faint sound of long breathing, the magic in the horned demon's body is becoming more and more active, like a faintly forming storm, and the blood-colored magic is flowing endlessly in the strong body!

Suddenly, Lucien seemed to feel a malicious gaze, and his magic gathered on his arms and fists, and the horned demon with angry eyes swung a punch behind him-

"Tsk, tsk!" a sleek, sleek creature with shiny black fur chirped in twinged rage.

"Appi, what are you doing here?" almost hurt the most famous little guy in the whole Andrary, and Lucien himself broke out in a cold sweat.

This little guy is printed on the back of the copper coin as a symbol of wealth mascot, and I wonder if there is any blind guy in the city who will do anything to it!?

"Tsh!" As if figuring out that the Horned Demon didn't really want to get rid of him, Appi didn't give up. The shadow marten raised its head, its two small paws gripping Lucian's pants tightly.

"Okay, okay, I'll get you something to eat. Lucien knew that he was wrong, and he pulled out many sacrifices from the altar of the temple.

Most of these sacrifices came from the demons of Andrarui, and for the demons born in the demon realm, food was once one of the most precious resources they once regarded. Although life in the Emerald River Valley has long provided them with food and clothing, this simple concept is deeply rooted in the hearts of the demons. Offering delicate and delicious food as an offering to the Blood Pool, which represents the will of the Abyss, as a token of their simple gratitude, even though the Blood Pool has never "tasted" these offerings.

In the past, Lucien would distribute these things to the cowardly demons who helped clean the temple, and this kind of food that the demons regarded as magical was also a "precious" reward. At this moment, Appi, who is not a picky eater, is holding a delicious nut in his mouth, more like a squirrel than like a mink, and even Lucien thinks that this little creature has been just foraging here and there from the beginning.

"Appi, why did you come here to find something to eat?" the temple guard muttered to himself as he looked at the bulging Shadow Marten, naturally not thinking that he really wanted to get an answer from Appi.

In fact, Appi is much easier to forage near the high street than here, and the variety of flavors is even more recognizable. Naturally, there's no one who can run a shop in Andrari who doesn't know the town's famous mascot. The most remarkable thing is that this incomparably light-looking little creature is not only never picky, but can eat as much as it is given, and if you don't see it with your own eyes, no one would believe that this elegant and agile creature can prop itself into a ball! Almost everyone is honored that Appi can see the food in his store - anyway, this little creature can't eat much even with an open belly.

According to the Children of the Abyss, Appi is simply the supreme existence that Andrari can rely on brushing his face to live, at least Andre himself has admitted that he does not have such a thick skin.

Although she looks very elegant, Appi, like all foodies, has a determined stupid heart when facing food, and if it weren't for Lucien mentioning it, Shadow Marten would have almost forgotten what he was going to do!

Swallowing half of the almond in its paws in two by three, Appi's two small paws cleaned each other of the food crumbs, and then the shadow marten screamed at the red ring of thorns hanging from the pool of blood.

The Crown of Blood Thorns is worshipped by Andrari's demons as a sacred relic that guides them to Garlandia, and is seen as a symbol of Andrarui's prosperity as much as Appi.

"You want His Highness's crown?" Lucien was a little unsure, but he believed that if Appi had such an idea, it must have a good reason.

The Horned Demon removed the Scarlet Thorn Ring from the obsidian hanger above the pool of blood and hung it around the neck of Appi, who stood on two hind legs. The blood-like crown of thorns is seen by the demons as a means for the will of the Abyss to convey oracles, and all who have seen it know that it is a truly "living" relic. Without the promise of the Abyss, anyone who tries to draw power from it will be stabbed, and the demons take this as a warning of the Great Will.

Sure enough, with a faint red light, the thorn ring slowly twisted into the shape of a "∞", which was very "fitting" on Appi's neck and waist. Through the shadows of the temple, Lucien could even see the red magic light that loomed in Appi's eyes.

"Tsk, tsk!"

However, Appi wanted more than that, as the Horned Demon did as Shadow Marten had instructed him to remove some bone ornaments from all corners of the temple. They were once used by orc witch doctors, shamans to communicate with their ancestors or invoke the spirits of wild beasts, and some were taken from exotic beasts that had died of old age in the forest. These invaluable artifacts had been collected in order to establish a connection between the Will of the Abyss and the Lord of the Yellow Springs, perhaps due to their limited value and magical power, but the method of "condensing faith and establishing reincarnation" discussed by Yudeen and André did not work. And then these small things like broken bones and animal teeth were left as decorations in the Dark Temple.

Each time he handed Ampi an uncharted object, the seemingly sharp spikes of the blood-colored thorns turned into soft tentacles and wrapped around the Shadow Marten's body one by one. In just a moment, the blood-colored ring of thorns on Appi's body was like a formidable voodoo artifact, with finger bones and beast teeth hanging all over his body, and even a skeleton on his back that he didn't know if it was a small orc or a small beast skull.

Seeing Appi dressed like this, Lucien realized that the Shadow Marten might be on some important mission. Just as he was hesitating whether to follow Appi or not, the newly dressed "little monster" rushed out of the temple hall like a black shadow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye......

Appi walked through the streets, and anyone who recognized it was amazed. Unheeded by the exclamations of the people, the Shadow Marten headed in the direction of the city gate east of Andrari.

The Demon Realm Pastoral Dog, who had meat and bones in his mouth, saw Ambi with bones hanging on his body, and immediately ignored the food in his mouth, and chased after the Shadow Marten and called happily. The earthy yellow country dog naturally understood that Ambi's status in the town was better than that of his master, so the big dog with a harassy mouth just ran around Ambi and circled, and did not dare to be too presumptuous.

"Whew, what are you doing!?" cried the limp cowardly demon from the other side of the street.

"Uh......h Woo~~" The big dog responded to the master's call with a little grievance.

"Could that be Ambi-sama?" Wow Paw looked skeptical.

"Woohoo, woo!" the honest stupid dog seemed to want to enjoy the blissful feeling of being covered with food.

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Appi ran all the way to the post station by the city gate, and I don't know where it took out a copper coin of one ampi and delivered it to the post station staff. There is currently only one direct line from Andrari to Valhalla, which departs every half an hour or when it is fully booked.

In fact, it won't take long to walk these few kilometers, but after all, this road has not been built for a long time, and some wild beasts are always indispensable. Although the beasts of the Whispering Forest rarely attack elves, they are often unkind when it comes to dwarves and orcs from beyond the forest. The quickest means of transportation between Valhalla and Andrari was therefore the ox cart piloted by the young druids - the Jungle Rhinoceros was a docile but very strong herbivore, weighing more than a thousand kilograms, making it an existence that even idle beasts would not dare to provoke.

Amid the curious and excited eyes and discussions of the young orcs in the same car, Appi finally arrived in Valhalla just as the sun was about to set, and after a moment of pause at the door of the fragrant cafeteria at dinner time, Appi finally decided that he should take firm steps to fulfill his mission first......

Livia gently walked into the archives with a sumptuous dinner, only to find that His Highness had fallen asleep on the table after sorting out all the materials. Just as she was about to put down the hot food and quietly withdraw, the succubus suddenly spotted the Shadow Marten sitting on the floor in a daze.

The young attendant beckoned to her little phantom beast, who jumped lightly into the dining car.

"Appi, why did you get here?" Gently closing the door, Livia whispered to the Shadow Marten, whose eyes were fascinated by the smell of food, "Your Highness doesn't know when it will wake up, why don't we eat first and let the canteen redo it later?"

"Tsk!" Appi, who had relieved himself of his heavy responsibilities, was very excited to agree with the extremely wise decision of the hostess!

In the quiet archive room, the blood-colored thorns are slowly but hard "climbing" the shoulders of the children of the abyss......