"Young Master...... Una's tone and expression looked very embarrassed: "He is from Hailian. ”

"The Helians?" Donner frowned, "What's the difference between the Helians and the Madim and the Porteynes?"

Una was slightly stunned, she felt that the young master's question was very strange, of course the Helians were different, but if there was any difference, she couldn't answer it.

Seeing her expression, Donner no longer explained, but dragged Jonathan, who was unconscious, into Una's bedroom.

"Is there a sword?" he asked.

Una shook her head, except for the demon hunting trial, which was used to dissect the beast core, the mage rarely carried a sword with him.

"I've got it in my room, you can get it,......" Donner commanded, "By the way, if Layla can walk now, you let her come too." ”

Una said yes and walked out of the room, and soon after, she helped Layla in again, a sheathed dagger in her hand.

Donner looked at Layla's weak appearance, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and asked softly, "Layla, it doesn't matter, right?"

"Master, it's all right......" replied the girl in a whisper.

"Okay, Una, you help Layla to sit on the bed. Donna reached out and took the dagger that Una had handed over.

"Helian......" He drew his sword, smiled coldly, walked up to Jonathan, crouched down, and stabbed him in the thigh with a sword.

The dagger barely came in, and Jonathan suddenly woke up and let out a high-pitched howl.

"See, the Helians are hurt, and they will hurt......" Donner didn't stop, tearing his dagger down Jonathan's thigh.

"Ah...... I'm going to kill you......" Jonathan exclaimed and cursed.

Donner drew his sword, didn't even look at him, and said slowly to Una and Layla, "The Helians bleed too......"

Then, he twisted around and turned around, and the dagger flashed coldly, and Jonathan's entire right arm was severed alive.

Una and Layla were already dumbfounded.

Jonathan kept begging for mercy.

"The Hellians have a bad seed ...... too," Donner explained, rubbing the blood from the blade of Jonathan's clothes, "A Hellian who looks vicious like this is more likely to be a bad seed......

As if insulted, Jonathan changed his words: "Kill me!

Donner glanced at him faintly, then turned to look at Una and Layla, "You say, what's the difference between the Helians?"

Layla had never seen so much blood before, and she was a little frightened, trembling all over.

Una was much calmer than she was, just frowning tightly and looking at Jonathan, who was sitting in a pool of blood.

She seemed to understand what the young master meant.

"Layla, come here......" Donner knew he was a little cruel, but there were some things he had to do to keep these two girls with him - innocence or being too kind was the deadliest poison in a dangerous environment. If you don't see the enemy bleed, you will only end up bleeding themselves.

Layla insisted and walked over, Donner reached out and handed the hilt of the sword to her: "Take it, stab him with a sword......"

"Young Master......" Layla shook her head and pleaded.

"Stab him with a sword. "Donner can't tell.

During the whole process, Jonathan kept yelling, cursing, and even crying, but Donner ignored him.

Layla finally took the sword and stabbed Jonathan with her eyes closed, throwing it on the ground regardless of whether it hit or not.

"Wait a minute," Donner called to Layla, picked up the sword from the ground, and handed it out again, "to open your eyes and look at his face......"

"Young Master......" Layla didn't pick up the hilt of the sword that Donner handed over, but looked at Donner with pleading eyes.

"You are the same person as him, and no one is more noble than the other! There is nothing wrong with him hurting you, and you have to pay the price. Donner's face was solemn, and his tone was resolute: "If you can't understand this truth, don't follow me anymore and go back to Bishui Farm." ”

Layla looked at Donner in surprise: "Young master...... He's a Helian......"

"Did you cry and wail when he hurt you, and why is he nobler than you?"

"But he's a Helian......" Layla's voice became softer, more like talking to herself.

"Layla," Donner said slowly, looking at Maiden Porterne, "no one should be born inferior to others, that's not right. ”

"Young Master...... Is what you're saying true?" Layla looked at Donner, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Only if you believe it first, it can become a reality!" Donner's hand holding the hilt of the sword remained motionless: "If the God of Light can't give it to you, you have to fight for it yourself, starting with this sword...... Take it!"

Jonathan looked at Donner in horror and kept screaming, "Blasphemy...... You're the blasphemer......" If it weren't for the soundproofing circle in the room, his voice would have been heard from the manor.

Layla gritted her teeth, took the sword from Donner's hand, and stabbed Jonathan, her movements in one go, and she no longer cowered just now.

"Young Master......" she turned her sword sideways and handed it to Donner.

"What does it feel?" asked Donner with a smile.

“...... ...... happy," Layla replied in a whisper.

Donner took the hilt of the sword and shook his head with a smile: "Don't get addicted......"

Layla smiled shyly and walked back to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Una frowned tightly from beginning to end, and she felt that the young master's words seemed to be not only to Layla, but also to her.

She stood up without hesitation, walked up to Donner, and stretched out her hand: "Young master, it's my turn, isn't it?"

Donner shook his head, waved his hand along the blade, and when the "hiss" wind sounded, all the remaining blood stains on the sword were blown off.

He also sheathed his sword and looked up at Una with a smile: "Be careful, don't burn the house......"

Una immediately understood what Donner meant, only to see her nod vigorously, then stretched out her hands towards Jonathan, and the flames instantly engulfed the latter completely.

With a terrible wail, the floor of the room was not spared after all, leaving a scorched black.

Donner smiled slightly, and said softly: "Una, you clean up the bloodstains, Layla, you are here and wait for me for a while......"

With that, he walked out of the room, and soon came down from the third floor, dragging two vials of potion in his hand.

"These two bottles are fourth-level magic potions, you hold ......"

Una looked at Donner suspiciously, and Layla reacted much more than she did, exclaiming, "Young Master, this ......"

"Let's raise your mental power first, magic model, I'll teach you when I have time. Downer explained.

"Young Master, I know the model of the fourth-level magic, but ......" Una's meaning is obvious: she has not yet been promoted to the Blue Bird Mage, because the three third-level magic have not yet been mastered, and the model of the fourth-level magic is everywhere, but with Una's qualifications, it will take at least ten years to learn.

Donner smiled, crossed his hands over his chest, and quickly swung them to his sides.

On the trajectory of his hands, countless flames, ice and snow, blades of grass, and sand and gravel of various shapes swirled and swirled.

This time, Una was even more dumbfounded than Layla, she had never seen anyone who could cast so many magic spells at the same time, and more importantly, among the five series of magic that the young master had just wielded casually, there were many of them that Una had never heard of.

"I'm going to teach you...... It's not the same as the ones in the book......"

With that, Donner turned and walked out of the room.

The two bottles of precious potions were casually placed on the sideboard at the door.

(Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a recommended ticket!) (To be continued.) )