Zong Jiu slept very lightly.
If he only needed four hours of deep sleep to complete the amount of sleep he needed for the day, then he had to sleep almost twice as long when he was in a light sleep and woke up at the slightest disturbance.
Generally speaking, Zong Jiu would not feel sleepy in such an unsafe environment.
So even when he closed his eyes, although he seemed to be asleep, he actually did not really let himself fall asleep. As long as the hand holding him moved a little, or there was a little movement in his ears, he would open his eyes immediately.
But it didn’t happen.
The storm got bigger and bigger, as if someone scooped up water and poured it down from the sky like a bucket of rain.
The young man furrowed his eyebrows slightly, sleeping in the dark, and his silver-white eyelashes swept down a shadow.
In a place he couldn’t see, darkness rose silently from the ground, wrapped up the bed, and completely blocked out the rain, wind, and thunder outside.
The fingers holding the Magician were rough and cold, but as time went by, they became warmer due to the other person’s body temperature being higher than ordinary people.
On the other side of the shadow, a few strands of long hair as dark as the night fell on the burnt and dirty rabbit doll.
No one spoke, and it was a dreamless night.
When Zong Jiu woke up again, time had moved to night again.
The Magician opened his eyes, and almost a moment later, his eyes, which were still stained with sleep, suddenly became clear.
The room was still dark. The hand that held him tightly last night had long disappeared and the NPC Duke Black Panther, who had been sitting silently on the high-backed chair, had also disappeared.
The endless heavy rain yesterday had long stopped, and the stars were bright.
The closer to the Festival, the shorter the daytime.
Strictly speaking, Zong Jiu slept during the day, and woke up at night.
Zong Jiu sat up from the bed, while adjusting his nightgown, he asked the sub-system, “What time is it now?”
[Ten o’clock in the evening]
[Warm reminder, you still have one day and one night. By nine o’clock tomorrow night, the energy of the sub-system will be exhausted and the ten-sided dice will be unusable]
Time was running out.
Zong Jiu paused in tying up the laces of his nightgown and strode out the door.
He pushed open the door, and the servants who had been ordered by the Duke to guard the door were startled and bowed their heads.
These raccoons saw clearly that Zong Jiu could still walk independently and there was a moment of extreme astonishment on their faces.
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As one of the most powerful NPCs in this S+ rank instance, the cruelty of the Black Panther Duke could only be said to be even worse than worse. Apart from anything else, at least the servants in this mansion knew it well.
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Now it seemed that the cat was intact and nothing happened???
“Where is the dressing room?”
Zong Jiu was not interested in observing the expressions of these animals and asked directly.
“This, this way, please follow us.”
Because Their Excellency the Duke ordered to meet all the requirements of this human as much as possible, the raccoons did not dare to disobey and hurriedly led the way for him.
Over the years, cats of noble blood and rare breeds had appeared in the mansion, but this was the first one to be spoken for by the Duke itself.
Watching the back of the white-haired young man disappear in the dressing room, the servants turned around and looked at each other.
On the other side, Zong Jiu stood in front of rows of hangers and fell into deep thought.
He opened his hand, and in his palm was the key that the Devil had stuffed into his hand last night.
The key looked very plain. It was gray and black, cold, and it was hard to tell that it was a precious space transfer key.
The sub-system reminded him, [The item’s rank cannot be detected. It should be a special item made by the Instructor who attached some of his authority to this key]
Zhuge An said that Zong Jiu would have a difficult to evade death in this instance.
Since the dog-headed tactician was so nervous that he even spent a lot of survival points to transfer the prop slot to Zong Jiu, it was enough to prove the seriousness of the situation.
In the S+ rank instance with banned abilities, it was impossible for Zhuge An not to know what it meant to be able to carry a B-rank prop.
But even so, he had to ensure Zong Jiu’s safety first, which meant that the real difficulty of this Dark Dimension instance was likely to exceed everyone’s imagination, and there was even a 50% chance that Zong Jiu would die here.
It was a pity that Zong Jiu and Tsuchimikado were separated and the two couldn’t communicate with each other. Zong Jiu didn’t know whether Tsuchimikado was in danger or had any new information, and the same was true vice versa.
Since all the information that could be obtained from the Devil had been obtained, there was no point in staying here.
The white-haired young man picked up a white suit and buttoned up his vest.
He fixed his tie with a tie clip, fastened it with sapphire cufflinks, and brushed out the hair stuck in the clothes.
As for the key?
Zong Jiu didn’t even look at it and threw it into the system backpack.
Zhuge An was right, the solution to the problem was indeed on No. 1.
But Zong Jiu had to survive the catastrophe in order to save his life. Therefore, he bowed to the Devil, broke his pride with his own hands, and made a naked power-sex transaction.
Bullshit.
The Magician would rather die arrogantly like a dying swan on the stage under the spotlight than be submissive like a dog, give up his pride and bow to anyone.
Zong Jiu finally fastened his belt, grabbed a windbreaker, and walked out of the dressing room.
The Devil was no longer useful, and he was leaving.
…
In the study room on the other side, an expensive red gold chandelier hung from the ceiling, giving the room a warm glow.
There were tall bookshelves on both walls, with densely packed books with dark gold writing on the spines.
If Tsuchimikado were here, he would probably scream.
Because these books had many that were the same as the books in the underground conference room of the circus. Many of them were even unique copies that even the Sect didn’t have. The black magic recorded in them was of the same origin, and there were even a lot of hymns praising the evil god.
The Duke stood in front of the bookshelf, with his hands behind his back.
Its tone was deep and implied majesty, “He said he wanted to leave here?”
“Reporting to Your Excellency, yes.”
The butler stood at the door of the study, bowed deeply, and did not dare to look up at the master’s expression.
At the same time, the zebra butler cursed the ignorant little cat in his heart.
Their Excellency did instruct the servants to satisfy the cat’s requirements as much as possible, but this did not mean indulgence.
Just now, when the housekeeper heard the servants report that the other party wanted to leave the manor, he hurriedly reported to Their Excellency the Duke.
A lowly human being, a toy brought back by Their Excellency from the auction venue, really thought of himself as the master?
The zebra lowered its head, thinking resentfully in its heart, when he suddenly heard a low and joyful laugh in front of him.
The Duke put down its hand, left the bookshelf, and walked to the window sill.
The window sill was surrounded by heavy curtains, which were lifted and tied aside at this moment, revealing the transparent glass behind.
Through the glass, the Devil manipulating the puppet could clearly see the view below.
The white-haired Magician stood on the grass in the courtyard, watching the coachman feeding the human who was eating feed in the stable.
No servant dared to approach, and the coachman could only pretend to be dead without the order of the owner of the mansion, and occasionally raised the whip to make those “horses” who couldn’t help but look up and peek calm down.
Almost at the moment when the Devil’s eyes fell on him, Zong Jiu seemed to be aware of it.
The Duke stood in front of the French window of the study on the third floor of the manor, looking down at him, its eyes were red and gold.
The Magician looked at it for a second, then suddenly raised his lips, revealing an ostentatious and provocative smile, and turned to walk towards the door of the mansion.
“Your Excellency, would you like me to send someone…”
The butler who was watching all this from behind was shocked and hurried forward to ask for instructions.
Regardless of whether it was the right to use from the auction, as long as the animal noble bought the human, the human would always belong to the noble. Just like slaves and slave owners in the old society, they were all properties regardless of life or death.
Generally speaking, there would be special human trainers in the mansions of high-ranking nobles. These trainers knew how to make humans please the nobles better, tame the humans, and all aspects.
The housekeeper had already thought about how to let the trainer train the kitten well after catching it, but saw the Duke waving his hand indifferently.
“Let him go.”
The Devil stared at the white back closely, his tone regretful and with inexplicable expectation.
If the Magician immediately used the key and returned to the trainee dormitory, what would greet him would be the gorgeous cage prepared by the Devil.
From then on, the savior in the prophecy voluntarily gave up his self-esteem and became the Devil’s forbidden food. The title of arch enemy would no longer exist.
Of course, the Devil will be a perfect enough lover. He would announce to everyone that the Magician was his property. No matter how terrible the next decisive battle instance of the Thriller Trainee was, no matter how terrifying the infinite loop instance was, it would not hurt his property in the slightest.
The Magician would live under the protection of the Devil, unless the latter gets tired of playing one day.
But would the Magician?
He was so proud, so arrogant, so unbending, and always brought surprises to the Devil.
The more he didn’t succumb to fate, the more he wanted to break free from it, the brighter his eyes became.
It was always this light that made the Devil admire and stop.
“Go and send my cane down.”
The Duke’s cane was entwined by thorny vines, and seeing it was like seeing the Duke themself.
Let alone giving it to a human, even if it was delivered to another noble, it would shock the entire aristocratic circle.
The butler looked up in astonishment, and after a moment he smartly replied, “Yes.”
The Devil listened to the door closing behind him and smiled as he watched the young man leave.
He could never guess what the Magician would bring him next, so he was always full of expectations.
A/N: The Devil’s heart is like a needle in the sea, this No. 1 is very difficult to deal with nitpicking.jpg
Ah, the classic “male who won’t appreciated things that he easily get” huh.
I really hope #1 get better at EQ.
Ah…i caught up! Thanks for translating!!!