Kaml was in a bad mood.
Originally, Kaml was full of confidence and hope in his life. As the second son of an earl, he is outstanding both in terms of character, knowledge and cultivation. He is a very outstanding noble young man.
Moreover... As the second son, he originally had no inheritance rights. However, his brother turned out to be a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing. This is simply a blessing from the gods!
Kaml has always been confident in himself. The heir to the earl is definitely him, and it can't be anyone else.
However…
"How is it possible! How could that bastard have such a talent?"
Kamuer thought of the scene that happened in the training ground today, and thought of the swordsmanship that was as beautiful as a dance, as elegant and gorgeous as a piece of music, it almost made him doubt his life.
"God! Why are you so unfair? I work so hard, practice so hard for more than ten years, why can't I sleep as well as that bastard?"
Kamur roared angrily, reached out and swept all the teacups on the table, smashing them to pieces.
Even though these teacups were made of expensive oriental porcelain, Kaml didn't care, he didn't even have the intention to care.
"As soon as you wake up, you have this ability? Bastard! Bastard! Damn bastard! Why was this talent given to that good-for-nothing bastard! Why not give it to me?"
Kamuer's eyes were red, like a wild beast in a desperate situation, crazy and violent.
"No! I can't sit still and wait for death! I want to fight back! The Antares family is mine! I can't let that bastard take it away!"
Clenching his teeth tightly, Kamur's face was filled with ferociousness, "What's the matter no matter how good your swordsmanship is? You haven't even inspired the power of a knight. A poisoned dagger, a poisoned crossbow arrow, or a curse or a spell , you can’t resist!”
"Sir Levin told me that a wandering wizard came to Amber City. He took in the wandering wizard. Hey, Victor, I only need some gold coins, and I can let this wizard kill you!"
Thinking of this, Kam'er's eyes flashed with cold light, he stood up and walked out of the room.
"Master Camel, Sir Levin is here to visit."
Just as he went out, he bumped into the housekeeper who came to report.
"Sir Levin?"
Kam'er's eyes lit up, "What a coincidence, I'm just looking for him! Invite him in quickly."
Just as he was about to go find Sir Levin, he didn't expect that Sir Levin actually came to his door. Kamuer felt that this was simply God's will.
"Camel, I'm coming!"
A fat man who was as big as a meatball and an old man who seemed to be a butler walked in with a big smile.
"Levin, long time no see."
Kaml greeted him with a smile, and brought Sir Levin and the old man into the room.
"Camel, have you noticed any changes in me?"
Just after entering the door, Levin shook his fat arms, seeming to show off something.
But…
Kaml was confused.
With your fat pig-like appearance, it’s too difficult to see any changes.
"Power! My power!"
Sir Levin stretched out his arm, grabbed a table in front of him, and raised it with one hand.
"God! This... how is this possible?"
At this moment, Kaml began to doubt life again.
God! Even this fat pig actually has the talent of "infinite strength"? I... I want to be quiet.
"Kaml, please allow me to introduce to you my mentor, the great Bishop Leander."
Levin put down the table, motioned to Kaml, and introduced the old man who walked in with him.
"bishop?"
Kaml raised his eyes and looked at the old man beside Sir Levin, frowning slightly.
In this world where gods are everywhere, almost every human city has a church, and bishops are not uncommon.
But... Kaml didn't see any familiar signs from Bishop Leander. This shows that this bishop is not the bishop of any church that he knows.
An unknown church is either the church of false gods, or... it is the devil or the devil's church.
No matter which one, don't mess with them.
"Levin, please leave!"
If Kaml wants to inherit the title of Earl of Antares, he must not get too involved with these people of unknown origin.
"Master Kamur, are you sure you want us to leave?"
Bishop Leander looked at Kaml with a smile on his face, "As far as I know, your current situation is very embarrassing! I heard that your brother, Lord Victor, seems to have suddenly shown extraordinary talent in swordsmanship?" Appreciated by your father?"
"This is none of your business! Get out!"
Kaml pointed at Leander and roared.
"Haha! Master Kamur, don't you think about why your brother, that worthless waste, suddenly has such an excellent talent? This is... a gift! Your brother has obtained the gift of a certain existence What a gift!”
Leandre pointed to the sky, "Gifts can turn useless waste into peerless geniuses. Your brother and Levin have all received gifts. So... what about you? You are stronger than them, but because Without this gift, you will eventually be stepped on by others. Are you willing?"
Such is the temptation of the devil.
"So... what's the price? What's the price of receiving a gift?"
Kam'er's expression changed, and he was still a little undecided. It is said that all contracts with the devil require souls.
"You don't need to worry. My Lord doesn't need your soul or your faith. I just need you to help me mobilize the city guards at some point. Don't worry, we will not attack Amber City, nor will we attack anyone. Noble, we only need the lives of a few poor people to complete a ritual."
Leandre stretched out his palm, "Five people, only five poor people. Use the lives of five lowly poor people in exchange for your incomparable peerless talent and your extraordinary power. Do you agree?"
"this… "
Kaml was obviously tempted.
The price you pay is small, and there are no consequences, but you can get benefits beyond imagination. Kaml felt that this was a great deal.
What are five paupers? More than a dozen corpses are pulled out of the stinking ditch in the dock area every day. If five poor people die, not even one of them will be able to survive.
All we need to do is mobilize the city guards and prevent them from disturbing this ceremony. After the ritual was completed, no one was aware of it, there was no risk, and huge gains were achieved.
"Master Kamur, we can pay the reward first. Let you obtain the gift of our Lord in advance and give you extraordinary talents. How about it?"
Leandre's final blow completely defeated the remaining hesitation in Kam'er's heart.
"I have one more request. Kill Victor! Kill him, and I will agree to your request."
"As you wish!"
Leander bowed, "We will capture your brother. After you obtain the gift, you can use the power of the gift to defeat your brother and trample him under your feet!"
"That... is great!"
Remembering that he had received the gift, then trampled Victor under his feet, and cut off his head with his own hands under his shocked and desperate eyes, Kamur suddenly became excited.
"Without the evil of the devil, how can the greatness of the Holy Light be brought out? Kamuer, thank you for your cooperation. You are such a brother."
Li Yu glanced at Kamur's residence with a smile on his face, "The time for the Holy Light to be born has arrived."