"Archmage Sandro, the four vice presidents of the Sword of Order ranked second. On the surface, he is the master of storm magic, but he is actually the behind-the-scenes boss of the 'ghosts', the necromancer at the top of the epic, although he has not obtained the undead system. The truth emblem, but I am afraid it is only because there is no theoretical result, after all, in the field of undead research in the Tower of the Clouds, no one is more qualified to receive it than him."
"... Also, my junior brother, Heloise, you really taught a lot of good disciples."
"No, I knew him before you. How can I say that he is also your senior brother."
The dead cat in front of me is still pretending to be natural, but she used to be the core layer of the Sword of Order, finding great new blood for the organization is my own personal experience, and in a sense, she is older than Sandro. Senior Sword of Order Veteran.
"How is your relationship with the never-shown president of the Sword of Order?"
"You said that he never showed up, so how could it matter. Don't talk about the 'black-eyed' guy who hides his head and hides his tail. Since my identity was exposed, I'm afraid my disciples are all under surveillance. That old guy is afraid that I will seize power, otherwise he would not have forced me to leave. Oh, for us, what does the identity of an undead mean? It's just an excuse to drive me away."
"... It means that you are not surprised, you will never be able to surpass the 'black eye' of the demigod level in your life."
"Can't you say something nice? By the way, hurry up and improve your personal strength. It's too uncomfortable for a magic pet to exceed the contract limit of the master. I also want to experience the demigod rank of the undead. As long as the strength is restored, How can I, 'Omniscient', Heloise, be worse than you brats."
Saying this, the dead cat seemed to be a little embarrassed.
"...Even if the threshold for non-undead creatures to grow will be lowered, are you so confident in breaking through that triple gate?"
"Nonsense, I already touched the threshold at that time, but I didn't even have a physical body, how could I break through the level of physical and mental fusion, and finally found a suitable physical body, a high elf body with ancient blood, I haven't used it yet. One day, you and that Adam smashed the corpse... The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, I just wanted to take a bite."
"I'll give it a go, what are you saying after you bite."
"Don't move, let me take a few more bites to relieve my breath."
Looking at the dead cat biting from the chest to the neck, and then to the face, I felt the tingling sensation, I felt a little helpless and wanted to laugh, but I knew that as long as I laughed, Herois would be Really getting pissed off.
When did it start, this immortal king of resentment was really trained to be a coquettish house cat
Did it start from the day we signed the magic pet contract, when we somehow got used to each other's existence
Maybe it was Rose's fall, and her revenge journey could really end from the day? At least she already has something other than resentment in her heart, and has not closed her heart to her own world again.
Perhaps, it was destined to go to the end together from the day? In a certain sense, the familiar contract is indeed too much, it forces two different souls to be bound together.
Perhaps, it was the determination to open up her spiritual connection to the lonely her all the time since that day? Soul communication is more effective than any language, and the lonelier heart actually desires to communicate.
Perhaps, it was from that day that he became accustomed to the other party's body temperature without knowing it? Maybe, from the day you used to say good morning to each other when you got up every day? Perhaps, it was the day that they stopped treating each other as an outsider
Well, let's think about it a little less, from the sudden change from a numb nibble to a stinging bite, this dead cat is arrogant again!
"Hey, hey, don't go too far. You'll have to meet people later. What should I do if my face is smeared, others think my grape shelf has collapsed."
"To be honest, you can totally say that you were scratched by your cat."
"Is there any difference between that and the grape shelf? It's all a common excuse for being slapped by a woman! You are trying to make me shameless!"
Well, when the carriage of the top archmage stopped in front of us, Sandro looked at me, who was still trying to tear off the dead cat that was biting on the head and refused to come down, and was a little stunned.
"...Second Senior Brother, I will talk to you in detail when I recover Master."
"Bah, can you call outsiders for help if you can't beat it? Useless man."
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The next development will completely destroy the image of our hard-working mysterious dark archmage... Who sees a man who has been wrestling with his pet cat for more than half an hour, and finally lost his face full of claw marks The old guy, how can you not respect it!
"Image, image, we are the archmage who symbolizes knowledge and wisdom! Can you be a little ashamed?"
"Bah, shame? Can you eat that thing? I haven't played any PLAY since I played with you, and I still have an image. I always force my mother to change this way. Do you like pet PLAY so much? Now you want it. If you have a face, you are a character, so you plan to put on your pants and deny the account? My mother tells you, don’t think about it!”
"...Don't be so ambiguous on purpose, look at the second senior brother, his eyes are so cold! It's like looking at Beifeng! My reputation!"
"Actually, there are quite a few demon warlocks who have a leg with my succubus. I personally have no prejudice. Although Master Roland's taste is a little unique... Some, this is also a personal freedom. Well, well, I can understand."
Well, this is a polite word that he can understand repeatedly. That slight retreat is actually an exceptionally perfect complement, but fortunately, Heloise always remembers that it is time to do business.
"Hmph, Roland, I said, let's forget your reputation, it's long gone. Sandro, it's been a long time. It's been almost two hundred years. In other words, can't you change your handsome name. This is a textbook A name like a necromancer."
"... This soul fluctuation? Herois! Teacher Herois!"
Well, the appearance of the Omniscient finally saved some face for me. With this "devil professor" connecting our brothers and sisters, many things can be directly thrown out and talked about.
"Do you want to be the president of the Sword of Order? Do you want the Sword of Order to become an unrestricted heretic mage holy land?"
This is my first sentence at the beginning, and it is the core of our conversation. It is not a lot of time for conspiracy, but it is a lot for each of them.
Looking at Andrew, who was walking more quickly than when he came, it seems that he is indeed full of welcome. It seems that both of us have obtained unexpected gains.
"Is it possible to succeed?"
But at this time, I did not have the confidence that I had when I persuaded Andrew. After all, in the face of an old guy who has mastered the top magic guild organization for three or four hundred years, no one is sure of winning.
"Just relying on his words, it's basically impossible. He's too stupid. I'm afraid his IQ among my apprentices is the bottom three."
I suddenly felt sorry for this old bald-headed mage. I had a happy talk just now, with a harmonious expression of master and disciple, and Heloise also repeated several times "the president of the future order", " My most trusted disciple", coaxing the guy very happy.
"Stupid enough to be the vice-chairman of the Sword of Order?"
"Because those who are not stupid have been killed by the black eye. If you don't know that there are so many heretical mages in the society, it is clear that the academic atmosphere inside is unscrupulous, and the sword of order will not still be pressed by other top organizations."
"Then you said you trust each other the most?"
"Hehe, of course he is my most trusted disciple, because the other disciples are too cunning and too untrustworthy. Especially someone, it's okay not to be sold by him."
When he said this, the dead cat also glanced at me, obviously meant something, but I just looked up at the sky and didn't understand.
"So, we can't count on him anymore."
"To persuade him to be the flag of resistance, to attract the attention of the black eye, we have hope of success."
"...So, you have other arrangements."
"Well, more than 70% of the members are mage heretics. The Sword of Order is quite different from other mage organizations. Their resource allocation and research fund allocation are very jungle-style, and there are many people who are keen on power. It is a power that can be used. Power. I really wanted to take this organization back in the day."
"So you were driven away by the black eye..."
"But no one knows how many disciples and confidants I had back then, and how many people like Sandro reached the top. In fact, there is a vice president who belongs to me, and she is better than Sandro. Lu is much smarter."
In a sense, it's not because of her own harm that the demon professor Heloise is on the Scourge List. She is simply harmless except for her actions of revenge against the elven gods.
The most dangerous thing for her is that she often teaches taboos and dark knowledge to talents who are on the sidelines. Maybe she can't see anything in a short time, but like an old farmer who randomly scatters seeds into the fertile land, maybe most of the time The seeds are all there to sleep, but there are always a few dangerous seeds that will sprout in between, and that's great fun.
Amyra was like this back then, and so am I. I sometimes ask myself, if I hadn’t met this guy in this city, had not been exposed to the forbidden knowledge, and hadn’t had the king of the eternal night, what would my life be? not going the other way.
"No, I know my own character, and my character determines my destiny. I couldn't let it go at all back then. Even if I didn't meet Heloise, the process might be a little different, but I'm afraid the result would be the same."
I'm not a fool who blamed others for my fault, shook my head, and left the excess emotions behind, what matters now is the present moment, and to influence the final conclusion of the truth seminar, I do need several large organizations right now full support.
"So, there is a high chance of getting control of the Sword of Order?"
"No, Black Eye has controlled this organization for hundreds of years. I don't think the success rate of any plan will exceed 30%, but as long as we prove that we have the confidence to split the sword of order, Black Eye will inevitably compromise with us. Anyway, what we want Not much, and he should be able to accept it."
The dead cat jumped over my shoulder and smiled triumphantly, she seemed to have seen through my goal.
"Oh, indeed, we have nothing to lose anyway. The worst outcome is that as long as he supports me at this meeting."
"...Actually, I originally thought you were against my plan." Heloise was a little hesitant of her own.
"...Why do you think so. Your suggestion has made my plan more successful, and on the contrary, I am very grateful to you."
"After all, when you were in Brimstone Mountain City, you came up with that set of laws and legal procedures, and repeatedly emphasized the justice of the trial process and procedural justice. I thought you valued the correctness of the process more than the justice of the results. The original harmonious magician organizes infighting, this is not the right behavior."
"No, it's actually the opposite. Of course, I attach great importance to the process. After all, it is a rule that should be placed in the sun to give people confidence and a sense of security. But sometimes a choice must be made. , the results are good enough. As for myself? Just a villain."
I'm not lying, and I can't lie in the connection of my soul. Back then, when I was in Brimstone Mountain, my private cage was full of those bastards who couldn't be judged and who were really heinous. In the end, justice is also acceptable, but I also know that in fact, I am not fundamentally different from those bastards who are acting recklessly. I am still just a villain who pursues self-satisfaction.
It seems that Dead Cat is satisfied with my answer.
"... Let others bleed and even die for their own purposes. As long as their own purpose is achieved and others die, we are truly villainous partners."
"Of course, there is no difference between us, no matter the reason, but since some things have been done, it is always just a villain. I have never denied this."
"Then, fellow villains, when will you be able to set me free and release me from prison?"
"I'm so sorry. Through this incident, I have confirmed once again that you are too dangerous. For the sake of the world, your sentence is still life imprisonment without bail."
"...It's really too much, well, since there's no way, I'll give more advice in the future. Comrade jailer."
"...I suddenly understand Adam and the others' helplessness. Or, in fact, it is more appropriate to say that it is a prisoner. At least, I have locked myself in."
"Is there a difference?"
"I think it's a little bit better. At least the inmates' meals are treated the same, but the jailer can find opportunities to clean up the unhappy prisoners, and he can also deduct the prisoners' treatment to make him play, and they can take vacations... Suddenly I feel like I should be The jailer is better, can it be changed?”
"Don't think about it, I'm destined to be an eternal villain inmate, since it's a man, it's settled..."
One person and one cat are chatting and laughing in the haunted remote hillside, talking about the conspiracy and tricks destined to cause disaster, like a funny story in a ghost story, but only they know it, I am afraid, this is the rarest and happiest thing Time is up.