In the room at night, the moon seemed to be covered with a layer of dark blood-red gauze. Victor opened the window and saw Artluki sitting on her balcony, shaking her slender white legs.
She pouted, obviously extremely dissatisfied.
"At least I have to keep up the disguise. If you want to go, you can go anytime, right?"
Victor didn't care much, he simply asked: "What, are the necessary dead apostles ready?"
"Hmm~"
Artluqi wrinkled her nose and said proudly, "Isn't it possible for this princess to have as many of those things as she wants?"
"It must be a new Dead Apostle who doesn't know me."
Victor emphasized again: "It's quite easy to deal with Aozaki Touko. You just need to look for Aozaki Touko's actions and throw them over there."
For now, Aozaki Touko will definitely adopt guerrilla warfare and run away when she sees Aoko.
But it is normal to leave a few "accomplices" to help her cover her retreat.
Although it is somewhat unlikely to cooperate with Dead Apostles, but... since we are in a hostile state, it doesn't matter how much dirty water is thrown on her.
"As for Shizuki Sojuro..."
Victor thought for a few seconds and said helplessly: "Forget it, I will take him to find the other party directly after he finishes his work tomorrow."
With Shizuki Sojuro's ability, it might not be a problem for him to defeat a ghoul, but what about a Dead Apostle.
I guess there's no hope.
"You really put a lot of thought into this." Hearing this, Artluqi crossed his legs, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked curiously: "Hey, you don't really think of him as a so-called disciple, do you?"
"What's wrong?"
Victor said as a matter of course: "I plan to teach other Dead Apostles some common sense of modern warfare when I return. This guy can be used as a pilot."
"Oh, find a useless human pilot..."
Altluchi tilted her head and curled her lips in confusion.
"But that guy has pretty bad luck." Artluqi leaned back in her chair bored. Because of Victor, she had been keeping an eye on that guy for a while.
Although at first I just wanted to figure out what was so special about him that Victor paid so much attention to him.
"That guy's conversion rate is quite high, which shows that he actually has a high level of acceptance of mystery."
"But this has nothing to do with his own talent. His talent has indeed been constrained by the so-called rules of today and has become extremely rubbish."
"To be honest, I am like a blank sheet of paper, and it is very easy for me to be stained by color."
"So?" Victor was successfully interested in her.
He stopped what he was doing, turned around and asked curiously.
"So? So he was born in the wrong era."
Altruci shrugged.
People with simple minds, who are also resolute, simple, and honest, are often the best embryos. In the Age of Gods...
That is, the vessel of the sublime man.
Of course, he could not reach the level of King Arthur, and it was impossible for him to even become a hero because of his limited talent.
However, if one is noble in himself, then it is easy to gain the recognition of holy objects or gods.
A beautiful soul always shines with amazing brilliance.
"Since he has a strong ability to accept things, then it stands to reason that he would become a good priest?"
Artluci smiled.
"It's just like the necromancy technique you've been studying so hard but can't quite get the hang of. Hahahahahahaha."
"Is it possessed by a spirit?"
Victor quickly understood what Altluchi meant and fell into deep thought.
Indeed, from the perspective of borrowing power, simple people often have the qualities that are most suitable to be containers.
Or, gain recognition from a certain weapon and embark on the path of a holy sword user?
As he thought about it, Victor found himself laughing.
"Well, forget it. I don't plan to have much hope for him, and there's no need to spend so much time helping him figure out how to become stronger."
Although he is the first disciple, it has some special significance.
But after all, he is just one person in the copy.
The mission is over, and the fate of the two people ends here.
"is it?"
Altluqi curled her lips, turned her head and said, "That's a pity, I actually have a way to make him stronger."
"Huh? Say."
"Hehe, then you have to take me to Arisaka, especially the aquarium."
"……it is good."
Victor was slightly stunned, then nodded with amusement.
It’s not a big deal, isn’t it childish?!
"Convert him."
After receiving Victor's promise, Altluchi showed a satisfied look on his face, and then said simply: "With the blessing of my contract, the upper-level Dead Apostles are qualified and capable of bestowing part of their power on their parents."
"You should have done this, Kyle, right? Although I am very surprised how he could make such a contract with him without my help, it is obvious that he does have an additional ability that I never remember."
"..."
Victor frowned, thinking.
"People like Shizuki Sojuro have enough perseverance to explore any ability to the limit."
Shizuki Sojuro, like the people's teachers of later generations, relied solely on his own perseverance and practiced day after day to reach the pinnacle of human skills.
"So, what limits him is actually just his magical talent."
This is also the reason why Altluki thinks that the other party will be very strong in the Age of Gods.
This kind of guy, as long as he can borrow power, he will exploit it to the limit - don't underestimate this ability.
Ninety percent of people in the world can’t do it, it’s like playing a game.
Everyone has the same keyboard, the same mouse, and the same skills.
But you just can't outshine the other person.
This is skill.
"Well, in a way..."
After a long while, Victor smiled bitterly and said, "It's better to say that this is a kind of talent in itself."
"Maybe, but this kind of talent is useless in modern times."
Altluchi laughed contemptuously, and then continued: "By the way, Dead Apostles themselves are endowed with mysteries. If he successfully grows into a Dead Apostle, and his few magics are transformed into principles, then, on the road of exploring and mastering his own principles, maybe his talent will be unexpectedly strong, and even... become one of the very few who won the crown without relying on inheritance... Well, although I think it's difficult."
It's not just about relying solely on the development of one's own principles to grow into a principle blood ring.
What is more important is the accumulation of mystery.
Apart from anything else, the most important reason why most Night Demons need to kill their elders if they want to become lower-level Dead Apostles is that only after killing their elders can they inherit the mysteries accumulated by their elders over a long period of time and then evolve rapidly.
Similarly, even if an ordinary Dead Apostle obtained the Principle Blood Ring, he would be crushed to death by its weight, because the so-called mysterious level of the Dead Apostles who had lived for decades or hundreds of years could not bear this amount of power at all.
Time brings precipitation.
Sedimentation is the only means of accumulation for modern mystery. Apart from that, there is only plunder.
But Shizuki Sojuro wants to kill Victor?
Stop joking. Not to mention the gap between the two of them, even if it was possible, Artluqi would never allow it.
"From the way you said it, it seems like you think more highly of him than I do."
"I never look down on such people." Hearing this, Artluqi did not say anything stubborn. She was silent for a moment, and said with lingering fear: "In my ancient life, I have seen many similar souls."
"You know, there is no shortage of noble people in this world, but it is difficult for such people to grow up."
“But as long as you grow up…”
"I have to say, I am very moved by what you said, but I always feel that you are seducing me." Victor tilted his head and suddenly chuckled: "You guys, you really want to alienate me and Qingzi, right?"
He knew it very well.
Altuluchi hates people like Shizuki Sojuro.
I hate so-called noble people even more.
That would make her mixed-race nature, which was already ingrained in her bones, and her inferiority complex due to not being recognized, even more exposed, causing her to become stubborn and troubled.
Victor shook his hand: "Please spare me. If I really do this, Qingzi will kill me."
"whispering sound."
Seeing that Victor had seen through her little plan at a glance, Artluchi puffed up her face in dissatisfaction and jumped back away from the window.
"So I don't understand why you value them so much."
Artluqi raised her hands and said simply, "And I didn't lie to you at all, although it's true that I hate this kind of people." Then she left in the dim moonlight.
Victor was left alone, watching the curtains rustling softly in the cold autumn wind, and then he lowered his eyes.
Well...lately, Artluqi's temper has become more and more difficult to appease.
How is this going?
Oh, women are such trouble.
……
After expressing such emotion, the next day came quickly.
Today was the day he carefully prepared a trial for Aozaki Aoko and Shizuki Sojuro—
However, when he saw Shizuki Sojuro coming over with breakfast and taking off her apron, Victor tilted his head - Altluchi's words began to linger in his ears again.
At least one thing about Altluqi's words hit him.
Artluqi now knows him very well and knows that he likes to do research. It's like he is very willing to experience the feeling of turning an ordinary person into a magician, and he has invested a lot of experience in this.
He was indeed beginning to be interested in Shizuki Sojuro's future...
Ah, what a disturbing devil.
Victor sighed, he realized that he was not the only one influencing Altruci.
Altluki was also influencing him.
Although he used to be self-centered in his behavior, he rarely magnified his own desires.
But now, he was just seduced by Altluchi's words.
He was actually eager to try?
Damn it, Artluki!
You destroyed my Tao heart!
Chapter 76: The Shock of Reality
The next day, the night was still hazy.
Victor, who had slept for a whole day, yawned and looked at the Dead Apostle who was disabled by him not far away, and Shizuki Sojuro who was holding a dagger but couldn't bring himself to attack, his tone became a little colder.
"kill him."
Shizuki Sojuro's body trembled slightly, and he took two steps forward with gritted teeth. He saw the middle-aged man in front of him immediately trembling, dragging his broken arm, and crawling out more desperately with blood all over his body.
That struggling posture, trying to survive... suddenly caused a great shock to Shizuki Sojuro.
He stood there in a daze until he heard a faint sigh from Victor.
