"Really, sometimes I really feel that I am a warlock. I summoned a group of demon subordinates and naively thought they would help me, but in the end I not only wanted to support them, but now I also have to be responsible for dealing with their emotional problems and providing them with psychological counseling."

Evanson was lying on a large bed in a dark room, with two suburbs lying beside her.

"Don't complain to us, this is your own problem, we are not your psychiatrist." Saloras took a pack of hand-rolled cigarettes, took out one and handed it to Evanson. "Get one?"

Evanson glanced at the cigarette roll that was obviously a little thicker than a regular cigarette. "I don't smoke this kind of thing, even now I still think it's harmful to the body."

"Give it to me." Aures snatched the cigarette and hung it on his mouth without caring about it. "Who can you blame your problem now? Who told you not to train them well in the beginning."

"I can't blame me for this, okay..." Evanson leaned back, leaning half-lying on the back. "I was young when I summoned them, and no one taught me imperial studies. Although I read books like Thick Black, the relationship between me and them was confirmed at that time, and I felt embarrassed to use those things."

"That's why I said it's your own problem. I chose the road myself, so I have to take responsibility for it." Saloras spitted a few smoke rings like a fun. "And I think you're lucky, at least you've lived safely until now."

"Ah?" Evanson didn't understand, and thought to himself that where is this?

"Do you remember the scene when we first met?" Aures stretched out a finger and gently drew a circle on Evanson's invisible pectoral muscles.

"When I remember it clearly, I didn't forget a single detail." Evanson looked at the finger that was teasing on his chest. He could guarantee that he was a little vague, and that finger could poke in immediately.

"At that time, we had our own ulterior motives and told our own lies, and we could only deceive each other." Saloras remembered what happened at that time and showed a funny look. "But in that case, we signed the first contract." At this time, she glanced at Evanson with a squinted eye. "Why do you think we promised you at that time?"

"Well..." Evanson scratched his head and recalled the details at that time. "First of all, that contract is an equal contract, and I have three magical tools in my hand, so you dare not act rashly."

"Well, there are indeed reasons for this." Aurece shrugged his shoulders. "The three magical artifacts of warlocks did put a lot of pressure on us, but another reason was that we felt that you would not live long, and if you die, we would not count whatever we agreed to."

"What?" Evanson turned his head back and forth, looking at the look of the two of them, it seemed that they were not joking. "Uh... why?"

"As soon as we see you, we have a general understanding of your strength. Don't be surprised. It's too easy to see through you at that time." Saloras said to Evanson with great sincerity. "You were like an ant in front of us at that time. As for now... you are considered a grasshopper."

"Oh, that's really hurtful." Evanson skipped his eyebrows. He knew that there was a big gap in strength between him and Ereda Gemini, but this kind of evaluation was still very hurt. "Can you change the name?"

"Why?" Aurece said, "as if he was asking Evanson for advice.

"Can't I jump out of the insect circle?" Evanson rolled his eyes and muttered.

"Nothing matters." Aureese said, "I still remember that when we first met you, all your five demon pets that could be resident were with you."

"So we made a judgment." Saloras also turned his head and said, "With your strength at that time, you will definitely not live long."

"Does they keep their current world consume a lot of money on warlocks, and even have their lives to worry about?" Evanson touched his chin and guessed, "But I don't think there is any difficulty at all? Am I talented?"

"Stop giving your face." Aurece pointed hard at Evanson's head. "I think you're stupid enough to the sky."

Saloras also spoke with a helping voice, "It's indeed stupid. Demons are not kind creatures. With your strength at that time, you dare to maintain the five demon pets to appear for a long time. Based on our judgment, you will be killed by them within three months. We have seen too many examples of this kind."

"Well... the guys you meet must be authentic wild warlocks. They will be killed by their pets even though they have the contract in hand." Evanson's expression seemed a little stiff, "I'm different from them."

"That's right. The warlocks trained by the Legion usually only seek quick success and don't care about their life or death." Aures sat up as well. The sheet that was originally carrying on her slipped off her body. The ups and downs on her chest almost made Evanson look straight, and Salolas was not to be outdone and directly pulled one of Evanson's hand over. "You are different from most warlocks. The basic skills are very solid and very solid, but the books cannot teach you such experience."

"The transactions between demons and warlocks are settled at one time. When they respond to the summons, they get all their rewards. So what is their most expectation? That is, the moment they are summoned, the summoners will suddenly die, so that they can regain their freedom and wait for the next transaction."

"So... the demon pet is actually looking forward to the death of his master all the time." Evanson's body shook, "Soul, there are two or five boys around him."

It turns out that birds of feathers gather together. The profession of warlock is originally a 25-year-old, so the ones that follow him must be 25-year-old.

"So when the warlock is not strong enough, he will appear in the world and summon a demon to stay by his side, which is easier to control. If the situation is tense, he may also let other demons appear at the same time, but it will only be temporary. Because it will disperse his control, and when his control is insufficient, those demons may make small moves and kill him on purpose."

"Don't say... this is really possible." Evanson remembered some past events and nodded deeply. "Look at Habs often steals my money and refuses to change it after repeated instruction. Now it seems that he may want to make me poor or angry."

"Haha... If you die one day, you will be stupid." Erida Gemini rolled her eyes at the same time. "You can rest assured that you can live until now, it can be seen that they have not had this intention at all."

"Maybe it's your master's attitude that makes them feel more comfortable, the world makes them live a comfortable life, or because they all come from the rift of evil traces, your summoner is dead, and they don't know that they will stay in that ghost place until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month before they can wait for the next summon."

"You might as well say, I'll just serve them better, that's all." Evanson said helplessly.

"It can be said that." Saloras nodded deeply. "But now you have passed that dangerous stage. Although your strength has improved slowly, it is indeed improving. Your control over them will become stronger and stronger, and they will not have those bad ideas. Once the plan you plan is successful, at that time, we may not even have the idea of ​​leaving you. After all, for the demons, following the strong is an instinct."

"When the plan was successful...that is, you still have the intention to leave me now?" Evanson looked at Ereda Gemini with a smile.

"Who knows?" Aureese suddenly turned around and put a leg on Evanson's chest. "It depends on your ability."

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After something undescribable, the three of them put on their clothes and walked out of the room, and there was still something to do.

"But I didn't expect you to have time to come here..." After they came to the elevator, as the elevator slowly descended, Aures asked quippedly, "That little wild cat is willing to let you come."

"Don't say that Claya, okay?" Evanson rubbed his brows and said, "She went back to her parents' home yesterday."

After persuading Sarah yesterday, Claya told Evans that she was going back to the New York Temple and said that something urgent was happening.

"It seems that her adoptive father is still trying his best to pull her back on what he calls...right." Evanson said disdainfully with a curl of his lips.

The news about the Supreme Master's admission of disciples has been spreading so much recently, and many people are staring at him and waiting. Although the Supreme Master had already had a candidate in his mind some time ago, that person... in their statement, the bonds in the secular world are too deep, and it is unlikely that he will abandon the mortal world to learn magic, so others still have a chance. Besides, taking one apprentice is a teaching, and taking two apprentice is also a practice, so since you are willing to accept an external apprentice, it doesn't matter if you accept an internal apprentice.

Therefore, Olivan hurriedly hollowed out his mind and pushed his adopted daughter up. First, he had long regarded Claya as his successor, and second, he really didn't want her to follow Evanson to learn a trait of evil magic. To be honest, if the Supreme Master had not made any arrangements, he would have hanged his neck and let Claya leave Evanson's side.

"Back back?" Aureese also smiled contemptuously, "Can he pull back?"

"It's probably difficult." Evanson shrugged indifferently. "Claya was already very interested in my magic some time ago, and even learned a lot."

"Then I can't go back." Saloras nodded. He was a warlock for one day and a warlock for life. After learning the evil magic of the warlock, he wouldn't be able to transfer his position. Even if he wanted to find another way out, he would at most be a demon hunter, and he would be a demon hunter anyway.
Chapter completed!