The towering pitch-black waterfall continued to drop droplets from the sky, turning the whole earth black.

The gushing black liquid began to flow along the lines of the circle, gradually spreading from the surrounding area of the formation to all directions.

The sub-people felt that the sky was getting darker, and they couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Huge eyes, as if they can see everything.

The stars of nothingness spun around, heading towards the endless inky black.

A leisurely but heavy voice, like a slight heavy panting, slowly fell from the depths of the darkness of the pupils.

The mysterious voice was like a carving knife, constantly affecting their sanity.

"Ha-bi-ka-"

The pitch-black tentacles waved wildly in the sky, and they began to approach the earth along the waterfall that flowed backwards.

The same color is only recognizable by the vague outline.

Mysterious pitch-black tentacles climbed up the bodies of the sub-people, from hand to foot, completely entwined.

No one can rebel against those mysterious creations.

They were completely submerged in darkness, and they couldn't see each other clearly.

He could only let the tentacles begin to erode on his body.

Wrapped in darkness, they felt that their bodies were being stripped layer by layer, and their souls seemed to have nowhere to hide under the pupils.

The limbs are weak and more and more paralyzed.

Above the body, it seems to be branded with some kind of mystery, and a fiery sensation rises from the heart.

The tentacles gradually faded from their bodies, and involuntarily, their bodies lay flat on the ground.

It was like worshipping the sky.

The extremely dark and huge vertical eyes looked around, and their lower pupils constricted.

I don't know how long it took, and the power poured out of the darkness under my feet like a tide, penetrated from the soles of my feet and palms, and gradually returned to my limbs.

They felt their limbs gradually regain control and slowly raised their heads.

The huge and mysterious giant eye in the sky, at some point, disappeared.

In its place was a bright moon, hanging high in the sky.

The bright moonlight pierced through the dark clouds and fell on the dark ground and fell on their dull faces.

They came back to their senses, their consciousness, and returned to reality.

Raise your head and look slowly ahead.

Victor was standing in front of them.

The terrifying twisted raven was still standing on his shoulder.

It's as if nothing had happened.

But the images they had experienced before were deeply imprinted in their minds.

Just thinking about it, I feel a shudder in my body.

It was as if the black tentacles had once again caressed their bodies.

"Now, respond to me."

The cold voice of the man in front of him rang in the ears of every subperson.

They looked at the indifferent Victor and couldn't help but shudder.

Awe suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart and spread throughout my body.

A couple of cat girls shook some of their bodies slightly.

Click~

On his body, there was the sound of the grinding of the armor.

Instinctively raised their arms, the red blade that seemed to carry warmth, but at some point, it was held in their hands.

An astonishing force slowly came from the lower arm, supporting them.

The subhumans were silent.

They looked at their compatriots around them, almost all dressed in the same armor and armed with the same weapons.

Finally, they looked at Victor and responded.

A cat lady fell to one knee towards Victor.

Then, the remaining guards followed her and bowed down.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Yamen knelt on one knee toward Victor in unison, one hand on his chest and the other behind his body.

This is their allegiance.

Victor smiled with satisfaction.

In the moonlight, his shadow was stretched long, long.

The dark and mysterious shadow, as if the corners of the mouth were grinning, looked extremely mysterious and evil.

.......

"How the hell did you do that?"

At the end of the mission, Leah approached Victor with great doubts and asked the question on her mind.

Leah wasn't on missionary purpose, so she didn't know what the subhumans were going through.

At this time, Victor was standing in the middle of the martial arts arena.

And there was no one around him.

The mansion could not accommodate so many subhumans for the time being, and Leon could only take those subservient subhumans to other residences temporarily.

Until a new yard is built, a place will be built that can accommodate many sub-humans.

When she learns that Victor wants her to call a group of subhumans, Leah herself can't believe it.

Victor actually wants to use a group of sub-people to set up his own personal escort team.

Counts can recruit private soldiers to properly protect their territory, and for the average earl, they will train some knights.

This is the origin of the knights of the family.

Wizards like Duke Levi's are rare, as they require a large number of magicians to compose.

In fact, Leah initially thought that Victor would recruit some mages and form her own mage group.

But Victor didn't do that.

Instead, he chose a group of subhumans who were difficult to educate.

Although subhumans resemble humans, they are full of wildness.

This is one of the reasons why humans can't treat them as normal human beings.

Even after training, most of their wildness will not be suppressed.

Retaining these wildness will make it easier for social subhumans to move in groups.

As a result, subhumans are not very disciplined and difficult to discipline.

Basically, they just follow Leah's orders.

After all, the subhumans know more about Entu than humans.

Lea had thought that it would take a while longer for Victor to completely tame the sub-people.

I didn't expect it......

In just one night, they pledged their allegiance to Victor.

Leah wondered what Victor had done.

Victor just explained lightly:

"Charisma."

“？？？”

Leah glanced at Victor disdainfully, and said with a poisonous tongue.

"You deserve to say that?"

In Leah's eyes, Victor's label is at most only handsome, magical, and very powerful.

As for the change in his attitude towards him later, it was because Victor gradually became more and more like a person.

Although it looks pretty good now.

Well, she had to admit that Victor is pretty good now.

At least she wasn't nasty.

But subhumans are not creatures that will surrender just by looking at them.

Victor glanced at her and said again:

"There will be a sense of fighting between beasts,"

"If the strength is equal, or there is only a slight difference, they will fight each other."

"However, if there is a clear disparity in strength."

"It's like this."

As the words fell, Victor held out a hand.

Around his wrist, a red light gradually flashed from his hand.

Two flames burst out in an instant.

Crimson flames danced in the air.

After a moment of fluttering, it turned into a vicious dog, and its whole body flashed with orange-yellow flames.

The vicious dog kept barking violently at another flame.

But then, another primordial flame began to spread in all directions as if through the meridians.

The crimson lines gradually built an extremely strong tiger.

The terrible tiger just stood there, tilting its head and looking haughtily at the vicious dog in front of it, without even snorting.

The vicious dog entwined with the flames clamped its tail, lowered its head, and prostrated on the ground, not daring to move at all.

Leah looked at the state of the tiger and the vicious dog, and suddenly understood a little, and said:

"So, you're comparing yourself to a tiger."

"Nope."

Victor said lightly.

"It's more than that."

Suddenly, the original vicious dog was infused with magic power, and the flames became a little more intense.

The vicious dog gradually grew in size until the two tigers stacked on top of each other could no longer reach the height.

Flames, burning with rage.

Everything around seems to be completely illuminated, and the temperature begins to rise dramatically.

Leah felt the heat around her, and even breathing became a little difficult.

She squinted and saw two fierce heads growing out of the flaming dog's shoulders.

The abyssal maws flowed with flickering flames, falling and cracking, scorching the earth beneath their feet.

The flames kept rising from it, as if expressing infinite anger.

The sky-high firelight illuminated the night brightly, and even the moon became dim

The tiger on the side saw that the vicious dog had turned into this appearance, and lowered its head in fear, and its tail no longer wagged.

But perhaps out of the dignity of being the king of the forest, it still barked twice at the three-headed dog.

The three-headed dog, whose body was burning with flames, just glanced at it.

In an instant, it turned into an endless stream of fierce flames, completely devouring the tiger.

And this made me a little stronger again.

The flames grew and burned violently.

The three-headed dog tore open three huge mouths, pointed to the sky, and barked wildly.

"Whew——!!!"

The screaming sound accompanied by the heat resounded throughout the house.

Leah looked at the Flame Three-Headed Dog in a daze.

"This ...... What kind of creature is this? ”

"Hell's watchdog - Cerberus."

Victor raised his hand, and the flames gradually dissipated.

Only reddish-black fragments of Mars were left behind, slowly dissipating in the air.

He turned around and patted Leah lightly on the shoulder.

"If I have a chance, I'll get you a real one."

“？”

Leah was stunned, looking at Victor's back with a confused expression.

Slowly departed towards the mansion.

……

As soon as it was dark, the Delin Mansion began to work like a machine.

Gwen carried a long sword in the arena, preparing for training.

But she always had a feeling of not being able to lift up.

It's like being absent-minded.

Since returning from the North, he was summoned by Emperor Oberly.

She has been in this inexplicable state of irritability.

Holding the long sword in his hand, he became a little unstable.

Maybe it's because recently, she feels that her strength has reached a bottleneck.

I don't know how many times I have rehearsed the movements, and there have been many mistakes.

“…… Victor. ”

She clenched her sword and looked at the flat ground in front of her.

This morning, Victor still didn't come.

It's been a long time since Victor has come to her to spar.

She can understand, after all, the recent Clayvenner family is not peaceful.

She closed her eyes, trying to remember how she felt when she sparred against Victor.

Only at that time could she feel that the muscles in her body were completely mobilized.

As Gwen continued to practice swinging her sword, a maid hurried to Gwen's side.

With his head bowed, he said to Gwen extremely respectfully:

"The head of the house."

Since she inherited her father's title, the servants around her have also changed their names to her.

Although she has emphasized it, it is enough to call her in her usual way.

But these servants felt that only the title of the head of the house could emphasize her status.

so that she can always remember.

She's no longer the usual knight.

Now she is Earl Gwen Delin.

A knightly count who holds a large number of territories in the north.

She stopped swinging her sword, wiped her sweat, and turned to look at the servant.

The servant bowed his head respectfully and presented a letter with both hands.

Gwen was a little confused, but the servant said.

"This is an invitation from the Clavenna family."

"Count Victor wishes to have dinner with you tonight."