This wizard only wants to take students

"Captain, have Old Fulgen and the others gone too far?" Under a tree, Hercules was eating dry food, and beside him, a squadron leader asked in a low voice.

"It's okay. Old Fulgen is considered an old man in the team. What could happen?" Hercules' voice seemed extremely casual, but his eyes were unmoved.

He raised his head and looked forward, and then continued to focus on the dry food he was holding.

"Don't think too much, our mission this time is very important. I heard that although the Demon Nest this time is only rated as a B-level Demon Nest, there are some abnormalities in many details. It is not just us, but also the major families and royal families. , even the temple will send people here to investigate. "

"There is no such thing as a war without death."

"I'm not worried about the boss's pretty face." Squadron Leader Quinn chuckled, but his unintentional remark made Hercules' face suddenly darken.

His hand stopped stiffly in mid-air. After a long pause, Hercules angrily threw the remaining piece of butter bread in his hand far away, leaving some birds to chance. Fighting for food.

"If you can't speak, you can just shake your head or nod next time." Hercules took a deep breath, but he could only reply with Roland's indifferent tone, "Or, I can make you the squadron commander temporarily. Let’s do some of the work for the cooking apprentice.”

Quinn closed his mouth in embarrassment. Looking at Hercules, who was eating lunch slowly and leisurely, but exuding invisible low pressure, he found a reason to sneak away quickly.

"What about that, Captain, I'm going to see what's going on over there in the Third Squadron..."

Hercules nodded slightly. After Quinn left, he quietly used his mechanical eyes to look into the distance with the help of their remote detection capabilities.

High in the sky, there was a faint presence of demonic energy, and several groups of magical beasts and birds seemed to be patrolling.

"I don't know if my attempt will be successful..." Hercules murmured in a low voice. He patiently waited for information from Fulgan's team.

…

"Sister Mir, in two days... I want to go and play with Daya, okay?" Lucian looked at the maid Mir aside after finishing today's morning class, "I haven't seen Daya for a long time. Ugh...she wrote to me last week and said that she seems to have a younger brother. Can we go and see him? "

Lucian's eyes were bright, and the Daya he spoke of was naturally a child of the Mondoc family.

"No problem, Miss Lula, I will report to the housekeeper later." Mir smiled and did not care about this kind of visit between children. After all, everyone lives in the royal capital, this kind of informal walking is still Relatively common. "It's just that if you want to go over and play, you need to ask for leave from Ms. Niaf first..."

"No problem. Teacher Niaf is very nice and will definitely agree! Thank you too, Sister Mir!" Lucian smiled brightly.

This is a part of his plan. If he can use the identity of [Lula] to successfully enter the Mondoc family mansion, it may bring unexpected benefits. After all, in terms of detecting intelligence during the day, his [Mind-reading] talent has a great advantage, and one can hear some key information unintentionally.

Incidentally, it can also avoid a lot of risks. Even when operating at night, using the identity of [Lula] may also have the effect of smoke bombs, and even avoid the "red line" to a certain extent. restrictions.

But what Lucian didn't expect was that his request quickly changed. When Mir informed him again, this play between two "children" directly evolved into a small-scale formal exchange between the two families.

"Father, why did you...?"

Lucian looked at Janos with a confused expression. However, Janos behaved as gentle and calm as usual. "Thanks to little Lula, I happened to remember that I can go talk to little Mondoc about some things. Hahaha, then you can play in the garden and don't worry about us..."

Lucian blinked. At this time, he couldn't tell whether Janos's decision was the result of the influence of the invisible red thread or a real coincidence. But he could no longer change this decision and could only silently accept this reality.

"I hope there won't be any trouble because of this..." Lu Xian muttered in his heart, but in front of Janos, he had to try his best to appear innocent and happy.

"Hehehe..." In a daze, Lucian seemed to hear Count Thanasis' strange laughter.

He lowered his head, trying not to distort his expression.

"Then...Father, I'll go back and pack my things." After Lucian whispered, he walked towards his room in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

"Thanasis? Count Thanasis?"

Count Thanasis' laughter stopped abruptly and was replaced by a very deliberate snoring.

Lucian's mouth twitched, but he still lowered his voice, "Carly has always wanted to study your body structure before, but I didn't agree..."

"Two-legged hairy monster! I just woke up!" Count Thanasis' voice sounded guilty, but also a little irritable.

"You should have some trump cards, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to enter the real world with only Helen the Wizard last time." Lucian chuckled, ignoring the obviously unhappy mood of Count Sanasis at this time.

"What can I do? I am just a magical pet." Count Sanasis's tone seemed a little casual at this time, but in Lucian's ears it was more like a self-introduction of a piece of meat on the rolling knife.

Lucian paused slightly, then raised his feet again and continued to walk towards his room.

"You won't ask again?" Count Sanasis's voice sounded.

"No need." Lucian's voice seemed extremely casual.

"I really admire you." Count Sanasis's voice hummed, and after a pause of a few seconds, he said this. "It's agreed that for the last spoils of war, I will pick the best one first, and you will be greedy..."

"The biggest piece of food residue?" Lucian responded to what Count Sanasis had said before.

Count Sanasis froze for a moment.

…

In the bedroom, Lucian took out a feather pen, but this time he did not fill it with ink. Instead, he bit his finger and used his blood as ink to write quickly.

Blood is a medium full of special spirituality, but it also has a strong directionality to itself.

Some cultivation systems even have attacks against blood, such as curses or causal attacks, and the best medium for these long-range attacks is fresh blood.

After the feather pen touched Lucian's blood, it seemed to have suddenly changed from an object to a living thing. Lucian could even feel that the feather pen began to gradually become active, as if it would start writing on its own in the next moment.

"Boy, grab it quickly, or what it writes may be bad for you!" Count Sanasis no longer pretended to be dead at this time, and his voice was unusually anxious, "After all, it is a feather of that existence. It is essentially difficult to obey the control of you weak people, so it will find a way to kill you or control you..."

"I know..." Lucian's right hand held the feather pen tightly, but he felt like he was riding on the back of a wild horse and was out of control.

In the state of one person and one pen struggling with each other, a few words were already written crookedly on the paper.

Maid... by chance...

"Miss?" Mir's somewhat confused voice came from the door. She seemed to have heard the motive created by Lucian inside, and knocked on the door gently to ask.

"I... I am fine!" Lucian said hurriedly, and at the same time quickly put away the paper as a writing carrier, which also made the feather pen temporarily stop and was tightly grasped by Lucian.

At this time, Mir had pushed the door in.

She looked at Lucian first, and then looked at the messy table with some suspicion, "It's so late? Miss, you're not going to rest?"

"I... I'll go to bed later." Lucian's voice sounded a little awkward, and he hid the quill pen that was still shaking and struggling behind him.

"Then Miss, go to bed early too." After Mir blew out the candle for Lucian, he closed the door.

Lucian breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't see that there was a crooked little word written on the back of Lula's nightgown.

Lucian picked up the quill pen that had been slightly calmed down, took out a piece of white paper again, and began to write quickly.

"The day after tomorrow night, many night hunting players will accidentally enter the Mondok family mansion and start hunting each other..."

"Thanasis, this should be okay, right?" Lucian asked Count Thanasis while speaking, but got no response.

Lucian was stunned, and soon realized something, and began to quickly check the abnormalities around him.

When he took off Lula's nightgown, he saw a line of crooked but particularly eye-catching blood words on the back of the nightgown.

"Poor Lucian didn't know that when he was dealing with the maid who suddenly came to check the room, his magic pet fell into a deep sleep for some special reasons."

"Even more uncoincidentally, because of the untimely sleep of his magic pet, his identity will be exposed to other ** players"

The following half of the sentence seemed to be unfinished, so there was a string of meaningless ink marks after the player prefix.

This was the content written by the feather pen itself, which also brought some unexpected variables to Lucian.