Are all the dogs around this monastery so pious? Lumian looked away and muttered to himself.
He then left the woods.
For him, what he needed to understand was the route from Red Swan Castle to the Sacred Heart Monastery and the environment that could be utilized along the way. As for what the Sacred Heart Monastery looked like and whether it had any special features, he didn't care at all.
By three or four in the afternoon, he had surveyed the terrain around Red Swan Castle and found several escape routes that could be used in emergencies. Some of these routes were main roads with freight railways next to them, while others required crossing woods, lakes or hills. These routes were not only relatively hidden, but also contained many natural traps.
Lumian originally considered whether to sneak into Red Swan Castle in the form of a dog, but later found that the guards there were very strict and if a stray dog dared to approach, it would be shot dead.
"What a pity. The 'Animal Creation Technique' can only transform into larger animals, and the implicit requirement is that the fur can cover the curled up human. Otherwise, I can turn into a mouse. I don't believe you can defend against it!" Lumian sighed and left the area, finding a deserted place nearby.
Then, he used his spiritual power to vibrate the air inside the dog skin and mumbled two words in the Hermetic language:
"Your Excellency the Archbishop!"
It was not difficult for Lumian to make sounds in this way, but the difficulty was that he was sealed by the "Beast Creation Technique", and his spirituality was also restricted. He could not extend his body and dog skin, and his number had become very scarce. Therefore, the corresponding sound would be confined to the dog skin, and others could not hear it. He also said a few words, and could only recite the spell to remove it.
A dim light flashed, and the brown-yellow dog skin split open, revealing Lumian's body.
You sighed:
"Yes, you hope that the ordinary characteristics of the 'Magic Man' path will be lost in your own sect. Moreover, you hate male 'assassins' very much and want to eliminate them as soon as you see them."
"What's wrong?" Lumian closed the half-open door and put away the "lie" casually.
"There are no two people who can trust..."
“There’s only one ritual dog skin left. I’ll have to use it sparingly.” Lumian muttered as he followed the unfamiliar road towards the nearest large town.
Lumian thought for a moment.
"It's quite natural to use it. It's always been at that level. Hiding it from us is a problem."
"It will have some impact, but it will completely turn into a dog, while still retaining a small part of human feelings." Lumian gave the answer with an experimental attitude.
I feel it is a need for acting.
"What's even more perverted is that the fathers of these children eventually became 'demon men'." Franka said the information she had exchanged from the "Judgment" man, and exhaled in fear, "I have been avoiding you all the time, hoping to be discovered by you."
“That’s your turn to ask.
"It's not that the vast majority of 'magic men' belong to the magic man sect. There is no vertical or horizontal connection. If so, perhaps half of the men at the male party are 'magic men'.
“The Original Demon Man”… Lumian memorized that name.
Matriarchal society
I have actually always been unable to understand why those "magic men" can form a family
In a small city like Tewel, ritual dog skin is more practical than ritual sheepskin and ritual cowhide. If Han Kangning puts on the former two and turns into the corresponding animal, he will become the focus of the crowd and achieve the effect of escaping attention. After all, if you see a sheep walking alone on the street, everyone wants to take it home quietly and make all kinds of delicacies. Besides, there is no pervert in Tewel who hates sheep's butts.
Han Kangning crawled out, folded up the fur, and held it in his arms.
Franka continued:
"I've finished asking questions." Franka was satisfied.
Sitting under the couch, I raised my legs and put myself in the posture of a canine defecation.
Speaking of that, you sighed with fear and nostalgia:
"Before you came back, you had something to do so you tried to fine-tune your face, and the result was..."
Lumian was confused about the topic and nodded without thinking:
"Could it be the dog's sense of taste? Has the sense of smell been enhanced?"
After mumbling a few words, Franka looked at Han Kangning and said with great embarrassment:
"Because the 'Original Demon Man' was originally a female, and in the process of becoming a god through the 'Assassin' path, he completely turned into a male. As a result, his mind was twisted and filled with joy, and the people of the Demon Man Sect claimed that they wanted to get closer to the original.
Then, I imitated the "magician" man:
"What should I do next?"
Lumian smiled:
"First question, uh, will he be affected by dog hormones and have abnormal reactions to other dogs?"
Franka nodded solemnly:
"In more extreme cases, he received an invitation to a strip club and went to watch it with great interest, but it turned out that all the people who showed up were women."
"Have you finished asking questions?"
"He was just playing, uh, using his sister's language habits to admonish you?"
Franca thought about it, her eyes turned slightly and said:
Franca sneered immediately:
"What about me?" Fu Hankang asked, taking a step back.
Seeing that they were in front of the "lie" necklace, Franka obviously relaxed and laughed:
When Han Kangning returned to Apartment 601, No. 3 Bailituo Street, it was already dark.
"So, every 'demon' in the Devil's Sect was once a woman. Before you experienced joy and suffering, you all became normal and twisted. You want to see other women have no similar encounters and experiences. He may know that those 'demon men' will find women to give birth to children, send away the male babies, and keep the female babies, repeating my mother's life."
“How do honey grilled chicken wings taste?”
"Lies can be used to deceive others, but they must not be used to deceive yourself."
"The core of the Demon Man family has always been the descendants of the 'Original Demon Man', but you will also recruit or develop 'assassins' of your surname, which is equivalent to a sect, controlling all the magic potion formulas and a small part of the resources of that path.
“Why?” Lumian couldn’t understand.
"His feeling is wrong. This is at most a 'happy demon man' or someone who possesses the corresponding magical item."
"That's one thing. Even if it's to digest the potion, you want to go, but you can control yourself, but other 'magic men' can't." Franka said with a look of contempt but without a sigh.
"Does he really care about his image at all? Does he have no psychological burden at all?"
Fu Hankang gave me a "resenting" look, as if blaming me for asking such a question.
"It's the same thing. This is a mission from the Tarot Club." Franka defended herself reflexively.
It no longer possessed any magical powers and could only function with the help of a ritual. Lumian had no intention of discarding it. After all, it was difficult to find such a broken and small piece of dog skin.
Fu Hankang changed back into his special outfit, sat cross-legged in the reclining chair, and stared at the "lie" necklace placed on the corner of the coffee table with a vigilant look, as if the other party would jump up and slap him at any time.
You stated your speculation again, beginning with:
"Isn't it okay?" Han Kangning shrugged.
Franka's expression changed several times, and she said with a sigh:
Lumian didn't understand what he heard:
"As for me? It's more like your soul is stuffed into a real dog's body. Everything you do will be restricted and affected by the body, including..."
"Would that be too perverted?"
"This orange-red-haired man gives you a weird feeling, as if he is attracting you."
Han Kangning understood that sentence too well, and said:
"'Magic man'?" Franka had never thought of that possibility, and she muttered to herself without thinking, "Yes, how could a male party attract one or two 'magic men'..."
Before confirming that this was an ordinary person from the "Magic Man" path, I felt an instinctive charm similar to that of Fu Hankang from his every move. For me, whose most abilities were sealed, it was a bit hard to resist. Fortunately, the patience of the "mendicant monk" was still there.
Whether it is management, recruitment, or killing, they all belong to the ordinary characteristics of recycling.
"Besides, you are not even a Great Arcana of the Tarot Club. How can you join the Demon Man Sect?"
Lumian was silent for a few seconds and said:
Waiting for Lumian to respond, the "Happy Demon Man" laughed teasingly:
Franka sighed and said:
… …
"Does he also want to join the 'Iron Cross'?"
Franka consciously turned up the few flaxen hairs that had fallen out of her ponytail and said:
"You have never seen such a perfect man. Just looking at your face, you can stare at him for a whole day, yes, a lifetime!"
"No wonder he said it's hard to attract 'magic men' to male-only parties."
As the prankster of Cordu Village, Lumian couldn’t help but shake his head:
Lumian smiled:
"To bring joy to others and also to yourself?"
Franca asked with a bit of sarcasm and disinterest:
Franca pursed her lips and said:
"He has no opinion of the men he observed today?"
“You are mesmerized by your reflection in the mirror!
“To reclaim the ordinary characteristics?” Lumian asked.
"The body is yours, and the dog is just your skin, with only internal limitations." Han Kangning looked like he was a fool.
"Only the 'Demon Man' of the Devil Man Sect would follow a suspected wild 'Demon Man' when they first meet."
"Ah..." Franka was stunned for a moment and said, "You should be from the Demon Man's family."
"Yes, this is also called the Demon Man Sect. The earliest source is the family established by the descendants of the 'Original Demon Man' in the Seventh Epoch. Well, the 'Original Demon Man' is a Sequence 0 of the 'Assassin' Path, a true god. He is widely believed to be an evil god, also known as the 'Chaos Demon Man'."
"You know, but the effect of 'Happy Demon Man' plus 'Lie' is too weak." Fu Hankang said sincerely, "You were able to control yourself, and you took off the necklace and threw it on the coffee table. Well, your obsession has nothing to do with your emotions, but you still can't help but think about it and want to try it again. Haha, your heart has withstood the test."
Franka said, “Whoa!”
"But he wasn't originally a woman, so he was afraid." Han Kangning understood all too well, "He was worried that he would be contaminated by your perversion and distortion before joining the Demon Man Sect?"
"You came here to follow him, but he shook you off."
“Yes, preparing to attend their party.” Lumian did not hide the fact that he had been practicing Aurore’s way of speaking recently.
"Not bad." Han Kangning commented objectively.
Franka nodded heavily and said:
Han Kangning recalled:
"This demon family he mentioned?" Lumian later heard Franca talk about the secret organization in detail.
"Yes.