Hearing what Zong Jiu said, many trainees breathed a sigh of relief.
The only A-rank trainees in their team were Zong Jiu and Anthony. One was the strongest rookie who was favored by many S-rank bosses, and the other was a far above high-rank only beneath one person in the number one organization the Night Clan. Neither of them were existences the rest could compare to.
In addition, there were some trainees in the team who had followed Zong Jiu to experience previous instances, and there were also Night Clan members who followed Anthony. Ultimately, they were not strangers who had nothing to do with each other. They had some sentiments, so no one could take the lead to speak up and break the original peaceful atmosphere of this team.
It would be great if a consensus could be reached.
AD
“But I’ll put down the ugly words first.”
As the trainees who insisted on not carrying out the second main task were relieved, Zong Jiu spoke again, and this sentence made everyone raise their hearts to their throats.
“As early as when we divided into teams, we said that we must absolutely obey the captain’s orders in the instance.”
This sentence was correct.
Back then when the trainees were grouped into teams, the captains were Zhuge An, Zong Jiu, Van Zhuo, Tsuchimikado, and the Exorcist. Under their appeal, many A-rank trainees and most of the B-rank trainees were willing to join their league.
Then Zong Jiu led the team without any other requirements except that they obeyed his order.
The same was true for the other team formations in an infinite loop. Team members who joined the team must obey the captain’s orders unconditionally. If there was a violation of an order, the survivor would be blacklisted, and it would be difficult to find a good team in the future.
“Everyone told me that they wanted to live as long as possible, and I agreed.”
The white-haired young man stood there without expression. “This is my sole consideration. I only promise to take you out of this instance, and I don’t guarantee that you can stay here.”
AD
“So next, everyone try to ready their own guns. I will not interfere with your choices. But if there is a problem with the first main task, then regardless of opinions, I will only aim for the interests of the group.”
This time no one spoke.
Although many trainees were inclined to stay here, if their lives were threatened, they would rather live a hard life than have a good death.
The bullet chat was full of emotion.
[The Magician is really nice, obviously, he can lie down in this instance, and he is still thinking about the team members]
[Yeah, he’s always been like that. It was the same when he was in the First High School. Obviously, he could’ve taken the top few in exams by himself, and he didn’t have to worry about failing to pass the instance. But in the end, he was still willing to seek justice for the two trainees who voluntarily sacrificed]
[Indeed, my opinion of the Magician has changed a lot. I thought he was arrogant and pushy before, but now I find that he is really a good person. Alas, I’m sorry, I really had a brain cramp before thinking that he was very similar to that great one, kneel down.jpg]
[Actually, to tell you the truth, upstairs, I feel the same way, kneeling side by side.jpg]
“Next, form your own team to complete the main task, and I won’t act with you.”
After reaching a consensus unilaterally, Zong Jiu was satisfied.
He had always been used to doing things his own way, as long as they obeyed, who cared what they thought.
Pc ojma, Ibcuple vlvc’a lcafcv ab ilrafc ab batfg qfbqif’r bqlclbcr joafg tfjglcu atf RUJ rjs atja atf agjlcffr kfgf vbeyif reqqgfrrfv lc qfgrbcjilas jcv fwbalbc lc atlr lcrajcmf.
Pc Ibcu Ale’r fsfr, qfbqif klat lcmbwqifaf qfgrbcjilalfr tjv cb gluta ab rqfjx. Cr ibcu jr tf ygbeuta atfrf qfbqif yjmx ab atf agjlcff vbgwlabgs rjofis, la kbeivc’a yf abb ijaf ab atjcx tlw joafg atflg ygjlcr gfaegcfv.
The next main problem was to start to see how to destroy this instance.
The last time the school was blown up physically, it was at the right time, place, and with the right people. Now this instance obviously didn’t have so many conditions.
Even if the residents of the City of Good could provide them with supplies, on Judgment Day, if an angel descended, that angel was also considered an NPC. So was it possible that he still had to go to heaven? This was obviously unrealistic.
Zong Jiu wanted to curve to save the country.
The little Devil told him before that as long as the adult body of the Devil could be returned, this instance could be destroyed.
The little Devil had more credit with Zong Jiu than the big Devil. Of course, this was based on the premise that he couldn’t play language tricks after being tested with tarot cards.
Since they could find a simpler and more trouble-free solution, why not use No. 1, which could save time and effort. Not using would be a waste.
Having said that, Zong Jiu turned to the nun, “Where is the Pope?”
Normally the pope should be present at the morning mass, but this morning it was a cardinal.
Just now, his attention was all on this City of Good and Evil, so he didn’t pay attention to the little Devil who hadn’t appeared all this time.
The nun replied, “The thunderstorm was so heavy last night, His Holiness should not have woken up yet.”
Speaking of this, she suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, and turned around to ask other people, “Did you light the candlesticks for His Holiness yesterday?”
The clergy were stunned and shook their heads.
There were too many things to do last night, not only cleaning up the dining room after the Holy Communion but also inspecting the cathedral and arranging these guests properly. For a while, everyone forgot to go to the pope’s room to light the candles.
“It’s okay, I’ll go up and have a look.”
Zong Jiu waved his hand indifferently and moved to go upstairs.
“Please wait.”
The nun stopped him, hesitated, and said, “Please try not to wake up His Holiness… His Holiness never sleeps well during the nights with thunderstorms, and it’s likely he was not able to fall asleep until early this morning when the day came.”
She looked annoyed, “Everyone knew that His Holiness is afraid of the dark, it’s all our fault for forgetting to light the candlesticks last night.”
Zong Jiu: “…”
It took him a full three seconds to digest the information before he nodded, “Okay, I won’t wake him up.”
Zong Jiu still had doubts about what the nun said until he went upstairs.
What a joke, are demons afraid of the dark?
Zong Jiu remembered that in order to complete the task drawn in the King’s Game, he stole roses from No. 1’s room.
Let’s not mention the gorgeous and weird decoration style of the room, but it was true that there was not a single lamp. If he hadn’t strengthened his eyesight to the highest level, he would really be blind in the dark night.
And what was the Devil doing then? He was closing his eyes and taking a bath in the big bathtub in his room.
It was obvious that the other party was not only not afraid of the dark but even enjoyed the darkness quite a bit. Not to mention that No. 1 had a skill that was to shuttle through shadows.
After all, he was the Devil himself, even if he was six years old, he was not really afraid of the dark and thunder, right? Who would believe it?
Remembering that the little Devil really begged him to stay with this excuse last night, Zong Jiu was a little unsure again.
He gently pushed open the door in the center of the top floor.
The room was very dark, only one window was not covered by the tapestry, revealing some faint light.
However, this window was too far away from the bed, even farther than the fireplace. The light was projected through the glass and reflected on the deep red carpet, outlining a bright spot of light.
Relying on his night vision ability, Zong Jiu closed the door behind him and silently approached the big bed in the middle.
Through layers of gauze-like curtains, he could see that the person on the bed was trapped in the soft bed, shrinking his whole little body into the quilt, with long curly eyelashes hanging on his eyelids, breathing gently.
The little boy’s sleeping face was not quite peaceful, and the delicate doll-like eyebrows and eyes seemed to show deep exhaustion.
Zong Jiu noticed that he was lying on his side holding a black thing in his arms. When he took a closer look, he realized that it was the rabbit doll he conjured up for him last night.
To Zong Jiu, the doll was only the size of an arm, but it was enough for the little Devil to hug like a pillow.
The long rabbit ears hung down on the boy’s neck, rising and falling slightly with the rise and fall of the chest.
Very defenseless.
The white-haired young man stared at him for a long time before he was sure that the little Devil really didn’t know about his arrival.
Sure enough… After becoming a child, not to mention the disappearance of special abilities, even physical fitness plummeted.
He just didn’t know if the pope’s power to divide their good and evil and purification that the nuns mentioned was a power granted by the instance or No. 1’s own ability,
If it was his own ability, why had the Devil never used it?
If it was an ability bestowed by the instance, what role did the little pope play in the instance?
As the Magician thought, he quietly walked to the bed like a nimble and light cat and sat down.
The Pope’s bed was big enough that he could sit on the edge without disturbing the sleeping person in the middle.
Zong Jiu looked away from the little Devil who was sleeping soundly and stared blankly at the cards at his fingertips.
Even if the Devil only had the personality of a six-year-old, the defenseless, soundly sleeping guy in front of him was still his old enemy.
If Zong Jiu wanted to, with just a light push, the card in his hand would easily cut through the opponent’s slender neck, causing the latter to have a ruptured aorta and die of excessive blood loss in his sleep.
The adult body of the Devil also existed by virtue of the little Devil. If the little Devil died, the adult body probably would no longer exist.
It just took a little bit of—
The Magician opened his hand and made a gesture, which was simpler than he imagined.
For some reason, he found himself not interested in taking advantage of the situation.
Zong Jiu didn’t want to kill the little Devil in front of him at all.
Even if they confirmed the relationship of eternal enemies not long ago.
Perhaps it was because he had set a moral bottom line for himself, no matter how frantic he was, he would never attack the child. Or maybe he wanted to defeat the big Devil in an upright manner, and the little Devil didn’t interest him at all.
In short, Zong Jiu didn’t think too much, and he didn’t want to think deeply.
The Magician put away the cards without much interest, propped his head up, closed his eyes, and meditated.
Compared with these, Zong Jiu was more interested in what the nun said just now.
Unexpectedly, the six-year-old Devil was really afraid of the dark.
How bizarre.
…
It wasn’t until noon that the person on the bed finally showed signs of moving.
The little Devil woke up slowly from his sleep, and subconsciously hugged the plush in his arms tightly, only to notice an indistinct figure outlined in the darkness not far away.
He opened his eyes wide in fright, only to realize that the person in the dark had lit the candlestick on the bedside table as if by magic.
The flickering candles clearly illuminated the beautiful face of the white-haired young man, like Narcissus, a beautiful young man who turned into a flower in Greek mythology.
“Awake?”
Before he could react, Zong Jiu said lightly, “Next time if the candle is not lit, remember to ask me to light it.”
Hearing what Zong Jiu said, many trainees breathed a sigh of relief.
The only A-rank trainees in their team were Zong Jiu and Anthony. One was the strongest rookie who was favored by many S-rank bosses, and the other was a far above high-rank only beneath one person in the number one organization the Night Clan. Neither of them were existences the rest could compare to.
In addition, there were some trainees in the team who had followed Zong Jiu to experience previous instances, and there were also Night Clan members who followed Anthony. Ultimately, they were not strangers who had nothing to do with each other. They had some sentiments, so no one could take the lead to speak up and break the original peaceful atmosphere of this team.
It would be great if a consensus could be reached.
AD
“But I’ll put down the ugly words first.”
As the trainees who insisted on not carrying out the second main task were relieved, Zong Jiu spoke again, and this sentence made everyone raise their hearts to their throats.
“As early as when we divided into teams, we said that we must absolutely obey the captain’s orders in the instance.”
This sentence was correct.
Back then when the trainees were grouped into teams, the captains were Zhuge An, Zong Jiu, Van Zhuo, Tsuchimikado, and the Exorcist. Under their appeal, many A-rank trainees and most of the B-rank trainees were willing to join their league.
Then Zong Jiu led the team without any other requirements except that they obeyed his order.
The same was true for the other team formations in an infinite loop. Team members who joined the team must obey the captain’s orders unconditionally. If there was a violation of an order, the survivor would be blacklisted, and it would be difficult to find a good team in the future.
“Everyone told me that they wanted to live as long as possible, and I agreed.”
The white-haired young man stood there without expression. “This is my sole consideration. I only promise to take you out of this instance, and I don’t guarantee that you can stay here.”
AD
“So next, everyone try to ready their own guns. I will not interfere with your choices. But if there is a problem with the first main task, then regardless of opinions, I will only aim for the interests of the group.”
This time no one spoke.
Although many trainees were inclined to stay here, if their lives were threatened, they would rather live a hard life than have a good death.
The bullet chat was full of emotion.
[The Magician is really nice, obviously, he can lie down in this instance, and he is still thinking about the team members]
[Yeah, he’s always been like that. It was the same when he was in the First High School. Obviously, he could’ve taken the top few in exams by himself, and he didn’t have to worry about failing to pass the instance. But in the end, he was still willing to seek justice for the two trainees who voluntarily sacrificed]
[Indeed, my opinion of the Magician has changed a lot. I thought he was arrogant and pushy before, but now I find that he is really a good person. Alas, I’m sorry, I really had a brain cramp before thinking that he was very similar to that great one, kneel down.jpg]
[Actually, to tell you the truth, upstairs, I feel the same way, kneeling side by side.jpg]
“Next, form your own team to complete the main task, and I won’t act with you.”
After reaching a consensus unilaterally, Zong Jiu was satisfied.
He had always been used to doing things his own way, as long as they obeyed, who cared what they thought.
Pc ojma, Ibcuple vlvc’a lcafcv ab ilrafc ab batfg qfbqif’r bqlclbcr joafg tfjglcu atf RUJ rjs atja atf agjlcffr kfgf vbeyif reqqgfrrfv lc qfgrbcjilas jcv fwbalbc lc atlr lcrajcmf.
Pc Ibcu Ale’r fsfr, qfbqif klat lcmbwqifaf qfgrbcjilalfr tjv cb gluta ab rqfjx. Cr ibcu jr tf ygbeuta atfrf qfbqif yjmx ab atf agjlcff vbgwlabgs rjofis, la kbeivc’a yf abb ijaf ab atjcx tlw joafg atflg ygjlcr gfaegcfv.
The next main problem was to start to see how to destroy this instance.
The last time the school was blown up physically, it was at the right time, place, and with the right people. Now this instance obviously didn’t have so many conditions.
Even if the residents of the City of Good could provide them with supplies, on Judgment Day, if an angel descended, that angel was also considered an NPC. So was it possible that he still had to go to heaven? This was obviously unrealistic.
Zong Jiu wanted to curve to save the country.
The little Devil told him before that as long as the adult body of the Devil could be returned, this instance could be destroyed.
The little Devil had more credit with Zong Jiu than the big Devil. Of course, this was based on the premise that he couldn’t play language tricks after being tested with tarot cards.
Since they could find a simpler and more trouble-free solution, why not use No. 1, which could save time and effort. Not using would be a waste.
Having said that, Zong Jiu turned to the nun, “Where is the Pope?”
Normally the pope should be present at the morning mass, but this morning it was a cardinal.
Just now, his attention was all on this City of Good and Evil, so he didn’t pay attention to the little Devil who hadn’t appeared all this time.
The nun replied, “The thunderstorm was so heavy last night, His Holiness should not have woken up yet.”
Speaking of this, she suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, and turned around to ask other people, “Did you light the candlesticks for His Holiness yesterday?”
The clergy were stunned and shook their heads.
There were too many things to do last night, not only cleaning up the dining room after the Holy Communion but also inspecting the cathedral and arranging these guests properly. For a while, everyone forgot to go to the pope’s room to light the candles.
“It’s okay, I’ll go up and have a look.”
Zong Jiu waved his hand indifferently and moved to go upstairs.
“Please wait.”
The nun stopped him, hesitated, and said, “Please try not to wake up His Holiness… His Holiness never sleeps well during the nights with thunderstorms, and it’s likely he was not able to fall asleep until early this morning when the day came.”
She looked annoyed, “Everyone knew that His Holiness is afraid of the dark, it’s all our fault for forgetting to light the candlesticks last night.”
Zong Jiu: “…”
It took him a full three seconds to digest the information before he nodded, “Okay, I won’t wake him up.”
Zong Jiu still had doubts about what the nun said until he went upstairs.
What a joke, are demons afraid of the dark?
Zong Jiu remembered that in order to complete the task drawn in the King’s Game, he stole roses from No. 1’s room.
Let’s not mention the gorgeous and weird decoration style of the room, but it was true that there was not a single lamp. If he hadn’t strengthened his eyesight to the highest level, he would really be blind in the dark night.
And what was the Devil doing then? He was closing his eyes and taking a bath in the big bathtub in his room.
It was obvious that the other party was not only not afraid of the dark but even enjoyed the darkness quite a bit. Not to mention that No. 1 had a skill that was to shuttle through shadows.
After all, he was the Devil himself, even if he was six years old, he was not really afraid of the dark and thunder, right? Who would believe it?
Remembering that the little Devil really begged him to stay with this excuse last night, Zong Jiu was a little unsure again.
He gently pushed open the door in the center of the top floor.
The room was very dark, only one window was not covered by the tapestry, revealing some faint light.
However, this window was too far away from the bed, even farther than the fireplace. The light was projected through the glass and reflected on the deep red carpet, outlining a bright spot of light.
Relying on his night vision ability, Zong Jiu closed the door behind him and silently approached the big bed in the middle.
Through layers of gauze-like curtains, he could see that the person on the bed was trapped in the soft bed, shrinking his whole little body into the quilt, with long curly eyelashes hanging on his eyelids, breathing gently.
The little boy’s sleeping face was not quite peaceful, and the delicate doll-like eyebrows and eyes seemed to show deep exhaustion.
Zong Jiu noticed that he was lying on his side holding a black thing in his arms. When he took a closer look, he realized that it was the rabbit doll he conjured up for him last night.
To Zong Jiu, the doll was only the size of an arm, but it was enough for the little Devil to hug like a pillow.
The long rabbit ears hung down on the boy’s neck, rising and falling slightly with the rise and fall of the chest.
Very defenseless.
The white-haired young man stared at him for a long time before he was sure that the little Devil really didn’t know about his arrival.
Sure enough… After becoming a child, not to mention the disappearance of special abilities, even physical fitness plummeted.
He just didn’t know if the pope’s power to divide their good and evil and purification that the nuns mentioned was a power granted by the instance or No. 1’s own ability,
If it was his own ability, why had the Devil never used it?
If it was an ability bestowed by the instance, what role did the little pope play in the instance?
As the Magician thought, he quietly walked to the bed like a nimble and light cat and sat down.
The Pope’s bed was big enough that he could sit on the edge without disturbing the sleeping person in the middle.
Zong Jiu looked away from the little Devil who was sleeping soundly and stared blankly at the cards at his fingertips.
Even if the Devil only had the personality of a six-year-old, the defenseless, soundly sleeping guy in front of him was still his old enemy.
If Zong Jiu wanted to, with just a light push, the card in his hand would easily cut through the opponent’s slender neck, causing the latter to have a ruptured aorta and die of excessive blood loss in his sleep.
The adult body of the Devil also existed by virtue of the little Devil. If the little Devil died, the adult body probably would no longer exist.
It just took a little bit of—
The Magician opened his hand and made a gesture, which was simpler than he imagined.
For some reason, he found himself not interested in taking advantage of the situation.
Zong Jiu didn’t want to kill the little Devil in front of him at all.
Even if they confirmed the relationship of eternal enemies not long ago.
Perhaps it was because he had set a moral bottom line for himself, no matter how frantic he was, he would never attack the child. Or maybe he wanted to defeat the big Devil in an upright manner, and the little Devil didn’t interest him at all.
In short, Zong Jiu didn’t think too much, and he didn’t want to think deeply.
The Magician put away the cards without much interest, propped his head up, closed his eyes, and meditated.
Compared with these, Zong Jiu was more interested in what the nun said just now.
Unexpectedly, the six-year-old Devil was really afraid of the dark.
How bizarre.
…
It wasn’t until noon that the person on the bed finally showed signs of moving.
The little Devil woke up slowly from his sleep, and subconsciously hugged the plush in his arms tightly, only to notice an indistinct figure outlined in the darkness not far away.
He opened his eyes wide in fright, only to realize that the person in the dark had lit the candlestick on the bedside table as if by magic.
The flickering candles clearly illuminated the beautiful face of the white-haired young man, like Narcissus, a beautiful young man who turned into a flower in Greek mythology.
“Awake?”
Before he could react, Zong Jiu said lightly, “Next time if the candle is not lit, remember to ask me to light it.”
