The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

A majestic voice sounded, and everyone stopped what they were doing and bowed to King Erlis, then stood respectfully according to the rules and listened to the king's instructions.

Carl helplessly watched the duck that he had just caught fly away, and he regretted it for a moment. If he had known earlier, he would not have been so reserved and would have accepted it directly.

Nan Zhiyi had curved eyebrows and a big smile on her lips. She looked at Wang pulling Amir to introduce him. She puffed out her chest with pride, like a victorious rooster, looking a little funny.

Of course, there are also smart people who are skeptical about their naive appearance.

"Since you have become the pillars of Noah's City, you still need to learn the proper etiquette."

"This is Duke Grein, who is in charge of etiquette and education. You should learn more from him in the future."

Nan Zhiyi listened to his words, answered respectfully, and looked towards Grein.

Glenn is an old man who is well-dressed, meticulous and extremely rigorous.

His every smile, expression and movement were textbook-level, except that when he looked at Nan Zhiyi, his brows were slightly wrinkled and there was a hint of contempt in his eyes, which showed that he disliked him very much.

Two people followed behind him. One of them was Marco, who was dressed like a colorful peacock and held his head high. He occasionally looked at Bell beside him with displeasure, pursed his lips, with obvious disgust in his eyes, as if Bell was something extremely shameful, and suppressed worry in his eyes.

Bell lowered his head, biting his lower lip in grievance, occasionally looking at him secretly with obsession, and timidly grasped his arm, and as he swung, the skin that was vaguely exposed was covered with purple marks.

A sadistic love story, tsk~tsk~

Soon the banquet was over, and the three of them got into Charles' carriage and went back to the Rose Garden. The carriage was unusually quiet, as if everyone was very tired.

"Sir, the time for the library has been arranged for the day after tomorrow morning. Then my second brother will take you in."

"Well, I'll give you a distribution map of the addresses corresponding to the information."

Nan Zhiyi took the map indifferently and put it away, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

No one knew what Amir was thinking. He closed his eyes and rested since he got in the car, without saying a word.

This quiet atmosphere lasted until the second half of the night, when everything was quiet.

Nan Zhiyi listened to the even and long breathing beside him, and confirmed that Amir was asleep before she slowly opened her blue eyes that were shining with excitement.

Seeing that the other person was still sleeping soundly despite the tiredness in his eyes and brows, and looked cute and well-behaved, he couldn't help but give her a light kiss. Then he tiptoed up, changed into night clothes, and flew towards the marked place.

Not long after Nan Zhiyi left, Amir opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and he ran towards the place he had marked.

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"You piece of trash, you've embarrassed me today. Hurry up and cancel the contract and get out of here. I don't want to see a disgusting thing like you anymore."

After Marco brought Bell to the basement, he threw him to the ground and looked at him with disgust, wishing he would disappear from his sight immediately.

In the special dungeon next to them, there were angels of all kinds imprisoned. They were all in tattered clothes, covered in blood, without a single piece of good flesh. Their eyes were empty and numb, and they instinctively made hoarse sounds, looking like they were about to die.

Bell instinctively trembled all over, climbed up, hugged Marco's legs, and begged desperately. His pale and small face was stained with blood, and he looked pitiful.

"Master, I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I will definitely not fail next time."

"Next time and next time, I have given you enough chances, it's you who don't know how to cherish them, who can you blame.

Get out of here before I regret it, or I will use you as a test subject as well, believe it or not?"

Marco kicked the man away and turned his back. Unable to bear looking at him any longer, he clenched his fists, veins bulging.

"I won't leave, Master. I won't leave. We agreed to share life and death together.

It's all my fault. I'm useless, so I made the young master unhappy. If only I were a battle angel, I could help the young master."

"When the young master was little, he was so kind and gentle, and treated us very well. It was all their fault. They were just test subjects, but they dared to betray the young master."

"idiot."

Ma Ke's hands were shaking with anger, but when he thought about the fact that he was still being monitored by his father, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"My son, are you testing his loyalty again today?

What an obedient dog, but a little weak."

"Since he wants power and is willing to be a test subject, you should stop him. After all, the temple has collapsed and it will be hard to find an angel."

Grein changed his look of an old scholar during the day, his eyes were arrogant and cold, and he looked at Bell as if he was evaluating a commodity based on its price.

He knew his child was smart since childhood, but unfortunately his character was too kind and weak. Fortunately, he now had a soft spot and did not dare to go against him, which was a handy knife.

"Father, you are here."

"He is still young and weak, and may not be able to withstand the power of the medicine. Isn't this a waste of the medicine made by my father?"

Marco bowed and looked so respectful that it was hard to find fault with him.

"Marco, you have always been my most obedient child. Why are you pretending to obey me but secretly disobeying me now?"

Grein restrained his expression, stood in front of him, and raised his head with his hand in displeasure.

Looking at his face that was 70% similar to the lady's, he stroked his lips roughly, and the ring scratched his fair skin due to the force, leaving a trace of blood.

"You can choose whether to make him a test subject or to kill him. This will be the punishment for the failure of today's plan."

After saying this, he asked someone to keep the medicine, turned his sleeves and left, wiped his hands with a handkerchief with indifference and threw it away.

After Marco and the others had gone far away, he slowly stood up and looked at the open medicine box with red eyes. There was a tube of reagent in it, and the emerald green liquid seemed to be full of vitality.

But he knew that it was no less potent than intestinal poison.

Injecting it into the body of an angel can help them undergo secondary differentiation, possibly turning them into higher-level angels or other types of angels; if it fails, they may become monsters, or even lose all their bodies, with no possibility of reincarnation.

This is something that it does not allow to exist, but they did it secretly, and no one knows what kind of punishment will be waiting for them.

"Master, is this for me? That's great."

"I know that you always have me in your heart, believe me, I will not let you down."

Bell had crawled to the side of the potion without knowing when, and before Marco could say anything, he picked up the potion and injected it into his arm.

Looking at his bright and ingratiating smile, just like every day before, I have no regrets.

As the drug entered his body, a bone-chilling chill swept through his body. Bell couldn't bear it any longer and curled up into a ball. His skin kept festering and growing, and his miserable screams echoed throughout the dark room.