The devil wants to farm

Chapter 42 The Stockholm-Like Effect

Don't trust the dwarves' drunken promises, but see everything with the dragon's eyes.

I saw with my own eyes that the will of the old Bishop Rossi, who was once regarded as the enemy, was so unbearable, even worse than ordinary old people.

Captain Blake hated secretly, what happened to the kingdom's intelligence department, it wasted a huge amount of gold coins on this old man with low willpower!

The gold coins are not brought by the strong wind. Could it be that there is a ghost in the Ministry of Magical Intelligence if it is so wasted?

Although Blake is already a warrior leader, but because he spends most of his time practicing swordsmanship, and because swordsmanship is the sword of will, Blake warrior leader has always despised people with low willpower, thinking that these people are useless, subconsciously finally Still no escaping the simplicity and directness of typical warrior thinking.

Countess Beccari turned her head, with pity in her eyes, she couldn't bear to see the former hard-line pioneer of the Illuminati theory be so pitiful, like Alzheimer's disease.

As the former saint of the Temple of Light, Countess Beccari knows more about the inside story. She is a big figure who once made the Pope and the Cardinal worry about how to deal with it, but now she is being played ruthlessly.

play?etc!

Suddenly Becca thought of something, the pupils of her eyes shrank, and she secretly glanced at the unaware warrior commander beside her, only fear remained in Becca's eyes.

When I was above the sea of ​​clouds just now, the words of Lady Queen Lily came to mind again.

"Bishop Rossi is the oldest bishop in the west. He joined the Church and has been bathed in the glory of the God of Light for 60 years. He has been promoted step by step from a small believer to a powerful bishop."

"He is a vengeful, stubborn, and rich in theoretical knowledge. He is a difficult old priest. The Tactical Research Department of the Demon Special Zone recommends directly using mind magic to control him."

Use mind magic to directly control it!

Could it be that it has already been cast, but why, as a middle magician, I don't feel the slightest magic fluctuation?

Wait, Becca, what illusion makes you think that you are not controlled by magic?

I have always been under the control of the devil's mind magic!

Coming to the conclusion, Becca was dripping with cold sweat instantly.

People who are used to analysis always think more and more, and finally fall into the fear of their own imagination, unable to extricate themselves.

……

Rossi, the high-spirited young man 60 years ago, dreamed of great ambitions at sunset, vowed to fight for the cause of mankind all his life, and was eager to obtain knowledge from himself.

The image of the young man with dark hair and black beard slowly overlapped with the now bald old man with white beard.Time is a ruthless knife that destroys everything.

In fact, with the calculation power of the devil's mind, he has already recognized it at the first sight, but what the old bishop of Rossi, who has reached the pinnacle of his life, obviously needs is not the same praise, but ruthless whipping.

Coughing four mouthfuls of blood, the old bishop seemed to be a few years older, not only his face was pale, but his eyes were also dull.His body was trembling with excitement, because the things in his arms fell from the shaking, the golden piles of golden coins scattered from the exquisite bag and the book "Holy Word" with a monotonous cover.

Completely ignoring the gold coins, the old bishop stared straight at the book of "Holy Word", the more he stared at it, the brighter his eyes became, and his hope arose again.

Holding up the book, the old bishop, whose face was full of blood and tears, shouted loudly.

"The sage said: knowledge changes destiny, labor creates wealth!"

"Master Demon King, this book looks familiar, it seems to be a book published by you." Bai Ge cooperated with the next script.

"Well, it is indeed my published book."

The devil's indifferent tone, combined with his expressionless face, made the old bishop even more excited.

"Yes, yes. This is the certificate you gave to Rossi, the teacher! Rossi has always kept our agreement. For 60 years, the students have been waiting for you!"

"You said that you are a student of the Demon King, but as the personal assistant of the Demon King, why don't I remember that there is a human student named Rossi, who should be an insignificant person?" The pigeons continued to attack the old bishop of Rossi mercilessly.

Extracting the sensitive word—personal assistant, the old bishop instantly knew that this was the clone of Queen Lily.

"Miss Lily, I am really Rosie. Do you still remember, in the sunset of 60 years..."

"I don't remember." Bai Ge replied, without emotion.

"What are you looking at, I don't know you either!" Didi patted the wrench, the green-skinned face was full of unkindness.

This time it was not a mouthful, but a fountain of blood.

The past 60 years have been smooth and smooth, and I have made great achievements with my talent and hard work. I thought I was the son of the world, but now I find that the world has already forgotten me.The drop was too big, blood rushed to his head, and he had just been hit on the head with a wrench by Didi, the old man's fragile nerves could not withstand the torture, his eyes were black and white, and he was in a trance.

"How could this be? Isn't Rossi the one kissed by the goddess of fate? Isn't she the savior who wants to save human civilization? Why has everyone forgotten Rossi?!"

Three consecutive self-questions are three consecutive self-strikes. The old man was completely sluggish, his pupils were dilated, and his cloudy eyes lost their divine light.

The appearance of dementia made the benevolent devil a little bit unbearable, and the blow was almost over, so he let go.

"Get up, I remember you."

"Teacher, you really remember Rossi, aren't you comforting Rossi?"

In an instant, the old bishop saw the light of hope in the darkness of despair, and the perfect image of Teacher Wisdom shining with holy light appeared before his eyes again.Standing up trembling with excitement, weeping with blood and tears.

"Well, it should be remembered."

Holding the Chinese version of "The Demon King's Self-cultivation", the devil just read the book and ignored the old bishop's agitated questions, but it still made the old bishop very excited.

"Should? What should?" The old man became sensitive again.

"I found your name on the last page. It's no wonder I don't remember you at the bottom of the list. You have to work hard."

Read the book carefully and encourage the old bishop seriously.

"the last page!"

Looking at the roster in the Demon King's hand, although he didn't know what language it was written in and what the grammatical structure was, but it was so thick that even if there was only one person recorded on each page, he would still be ranked hundreds of others away.

The old bishop's expression became depressed, but he quickly cheered up again.

"At least the teacher still remembers Rossi, and just encouraged Rossi to keep working hard!"

"Do it well, you can do it."

"Yeah, teacher, Rosie will!"

A beautiful scene where teachers and students recognize each other.

Knowing that the old Bishop Rossi had fallen and was controlled by the Demon King, Captain Blake and Countess Becca looked at each other, and they both saw the fear in each other's eyes.

[Humans can be domesticated.

Subject: Bishop Rossi

Method used: Stockholm-like effect

Effect: as expected.

The process is as follows:……]

Gently pinching the pure white quill, the devil habitually recorded it in his notebook, and the database was updated a little bit, providing a theoretical basis for follow-up actions.

(End of this chapter)