Demon King's Mentor

The Bircht Mountain is composed of a piece of black granite, and the surrounding area is barren and desolate. The knights who were exiled after the war were labored here, mining and transporting the stones for the church and castle. Although there was a riot, they were ruthlessly suppressed until they If you die of illness, you will be buried here.

Siwan turned into a black anaconda again, wrapped around Eastero's arm, and gradually turned into a broken long sword. Eastero cut his palm with the blade, and the blood was drawn on the ground under the spell. A summoning circle, his eyes turned golden, and he uttered the summoning spell: "Godesoldater, natt Gudskaltedegher! (Great warriors, the God of Eternal Night calls you here!)"

A blue halo gradually appeared in the summoning array, the ground began to tremble, and hands emerged from the stones. They struggled to climb from the hard ground to the ground, the black armor creaked, and finally Kneeling in front of Estero, a dull voice came out from the helmet: "Master!"

A total of 36 knights were all dressed in heavy armor and bowed their heads obediently.Swan turned into a snake again, wrapped around Eastero's shoulder: "How do you feel?"

"Very good." Eastero smiled slightly.

"This is the pleasure of power." Swan spit out a bright letter, with his tail wrapped around his neck, "Even the most indifferent people will be moved by this."

"I dare say I'm not the first to call them," Eastero said, "Why did the last one call them lose?"

"Various reasons." Swan flicked his tail.

"What will happen to him?" Eastero asked.

"My master is not a person who cannot accept failure," Swan replied, "Instead of entangled in the bitter fruit of failure, it is better to find the next opportunity."

"If it fails," Estero dragged him in front of him, "will my mother become his sacrifice?"

"You don't care about her anyway," Swan said.

Estero's hand tightened, and Swan struggled a few times uncomfortably: "Is it embarrassing to be exposed? In fact, Denat should let you choose between your grandmother and that man, which may be more interesting. "

"I care about my mother." Estero looked at him, "Even if she is a bad mother, I still value her more than myself."

"Your lying skills are getting better and better," Siwan escaped from his fingers, "It's the same this morning, it really impressed me, how far will you fall?"

"I have always been me, and even with such power, I will not change." Estero looked at his hand.

"Wait and see," Swan looked at the black knights and said, "Although many believers have vowed at the beginning over the past few hundred years, many of them are confused by power later. Just like these knights, self-awareness is too strong. Overwhelmed by the power of God, he eventually became a puppet at his disposal. The master must be very disappointed," he spat out the letter: "Compared to those powerful and wise kings who spread the glory of God Lear in the world, such a puppet Meaningless."

Eric returned to the castle and saw the passing maids in the corridor. They all had the same face, which made people feel creepy.At the door of a room, he heard the sound of broken porcelain. When he stopped, the door was opened, and a maid was thrown out from inside. When she fell to the ground, Eric realized that she was just a Bundles of humanoid props tied with branches and straw.

There was a violent coughing sound from inside, and Eric stood at the door and knocked on the door, "Ma'am? Are you okay?"

He glanced inside and saw that the ground was full of fragments of porcelain and messy branches. Mrs. Eluchil staggered and ran outside, disheveled and flustered: "It's all a stench!" The door frame vomited.

Eric supported her, and when she got better, Mrs. Eluhir grabbed his clothes tightly: "Where is Eastero?"

"He's out," Eric replied.

"Where are you going?" Mrs. Eluhill coughed, "What the hell is this place?! There is a disgusting smell everywhere, and those maids are not maids at all, they are either rats or branches!"

"This is the place that Estero built with spells," Eric looked at her scratched feet, "Let me change the room for you, I need my help..."

The sudden slap made Eric unable to dodge, and Mrs. Eluhir glared at him: "You disgusting guy, I saw you kiss my son! When did you start seducing my son?! You defiled He, let him degenerate to Denat...cough cough cough..."

"I'm sorry," Eric lowered his eyes, "it's all my fault."

"That's right, it's all your fault!" said Mrs. Eluchil, "if it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for you! Cough cough cough..."

Regardless of her struggle, Eric carried her into his room, and Mrs. Eluchil suddenly groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ma'am!" Eric looked at her in surprise, "A doctor must be called!"

"Give me a glass of water..." Mrs. Elixir wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, "I must not live long, that's good, you must hope that I die soon, if I die, then you can monopolize me son!"

Eric poured her a glass of water in silence, and Mrs. Eluhill calmed down a little after drinking it. She looked at the man in front of her with dim eyes: "Things are already doomed in the dark, I'm fighting All my life, I have fought for my whole life, but I lost to something I can't see or hear." She coughed twice: "But I don't want to lose to you, what ability do you have to get Eastero from me? Take it away from me? He is my son! Who sent a devil like you to come to us? What do you want?"

"I just want everyone to live..." Eric looked at her, "I don't want anything else."

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