Night Raven Master

Chapter 349 The Seed of Gluttony
"they are--"

After TOEFL introduced the identities of the two children, Yate and others to each other, the two looked at everyone with strange eyes.

——Just as pure-blood families have prejudice against Muggle-born magicians, among Muggle-born magicians, there are also people who have prejudice against pure-blood magicians.

It is not difficult to become a pure blood family.

After hundreds of years of development, all kinds of strict conditions and restrictions have been removed.

The only condition is that both the man and woman who make up the family are wizards, regardless of whether the two parents are Muggle-born or not.

The original chain of contempt has evolved into contempt for the background of the magician family, and as the bottom-level Muggle-born magician, naturally, he still cannot turn over.

Tofu Mashan's parents are not magicians, and neither is his wife.

His two children, Moff Mashan and Corina Mashan, are naturally not considered members of the family of pure-blood magicians.

Because Tofu married a Muggle woman, it doesn't even count as a first-generation pure-blood family.

His family heritage is nothing but the magical creature ranch he inherited from his teacher.

Naturally, those pure-blood magicians would not recognize this, they just regarded them as vulgar nouveau riche.

The treatment they receive in the magic world is naturally not good.

Therefore, for other magicians, especially those big families, the two brothers and sisters did not have a good impression.

Especially Art and Anna, as members of the Geralt family, one of the seven pure-blood families, immediately got a slightly hostile look from them after TOEFL's introduction.

In Glory World, if the lower nobles dare to show such eyes to the higher nobles, they will die, my child.

However, the power class gap in this world is not that big, and because of the reason of peace, there will not be anything to be killed here because of a single sentence.

After glancing at the two of them, Art walked straight into the warehouse, ignoring their expressions—not only because such behavior was in line with Walker's character, but also because he didn't have much interest in these little furry kids.

Rather than watching them play house, it's better to see what the experimental subjects are like.

"Hey you"

"Moff, you go to the cave of the Gert mice in the east, I'm afraid they will run out." Tofu Mashan immediately interrupted him, so that Moff could not continue speaking.

After giving Art and Anna a hard look, Moff turned his head and left as his father ordered.

"ill?"

Anna who was stared at said with some dissatisfaction.

"Everyone, please follow me to the warehouse. I don't know what to do when I encounter this kind of thing. The Magic Council."

TOEFL made a haha, changed the topic to the business, and walked towards the warehouse without waiting for a few people to say anything.

After entering the warehouse, Art saw all kinds of magical creatures.

They are a little sluggish, a little excited, a little manic.

Yate felt it carefully, and there was nothing wrong with it, it was the desire to overeat that was induced and puffed up.

The Raven minion in charge of this area is
Art thought for a moment, then looked away.

On the edge of the magical creature pasture, a dead bird flapped its wings and landed.

Its eyes swept over the magical creatures below that were not infected by the infection of gluttony, and then touched a feather on its body with its beak. At the same time as its spiritual power surged, a black ball was pulled out of the crow's feather by it. Take it out.

Then, it flapped its wings again and flew towards a fat creature on the ground that looked like a pig or a cat.

An ominous gray light flashed in the crow's eyes, and in the vision of the dead bird, vague black misfortune and vague white luck appeared on this magical creature, and were then sucked into its mouth.

In a few seconds, most of the invisible luck and misfortune were taken away by it, leaving only some.

The magical creature on the ground raised its head when it saw it approaching, and then the accused dead bird slapped its claws directly, the fur and skin on its back were ripped off, and the bird's beak held the black ball and stuffed it into the magical creature. In the wounds of creatures.

After being stuffed into the flesh and blood, the black ball immediately dissolved and merged into the flesh and blood.

Immediately after doing this, it flew away from its place, ready to repeat the plan of collecting bad luck and stuffing the gluttony seed into the body of the magical creature.

The magical creature on the ground watched the death bird fly away with vigilance, and was a little puzzled, but before it could think about it, the gluttony seed that had integrated into its body had already exploded.

If someone can observe its soul and spirit, they will be able to find that a bright red force penetrated into the brain area, and then broke into the spirit and soul area, infecting its spirit and soul into red.

The Seed of Gluttony——By extracting the power from the emotional power born of the desire to eat gluttony, it can be infected and induced by the modulation of Yate, which can greatly increase the desire to eat in a living being, so that the living being itself can be overwhelmed by the desire to eat gluttony. Control, the disadvantage is that it is easy to damage the brain and spirit.

When this orange cat-like creature began to bite the bark and attack other creatures, the flying death bird froze in the air, and the light in the crow's eyes changed.

"So that's it, it's you, little guy."

The sound of Art came out of the mouth of the death bird. This little guy, if I remember correctly, was one of the first batch of death birds he created in this world.

When Art said these words, Art could feel that the death bird had a burst of joy.

It's like a child who hasn't seen his father for a long time.

Art couldn't help but sighed inwardly.

The crow servants are loyal to him and have feelings for him, whether or not this feeling comes from the brainwashed feelings of [crow affinity], but there is no doubt about this feeling.

And Art. The more loyal they are, the harder it is for him to treat them as pure tools.

There is also a reason for avoiding naming them as much as possible.

He is not so cold-blooded that he will be loyal to himself and let those little guys who treat him like a father die.

The mood of the death bird is fluctuating, and the joy is getting stronger and stronger. Although they have not been taught a language, their soul and spirit are strong to the level of lv10, and their intelligence level is no longer lower than that of humans. It tries to understand what Art said, and then Doubtful and puzzled, it finally understood Art's words as "being troubled", and at this time, some thoughts of acting like a baby to comfort Art appeared in its mind.

"It's a little foul, little guy."

After Yate left a sentence of "be careful of safety" dumbfounded, he escaped and released his body from occupying it, and turned his perspective back to his own body.

(End of this chapter)