"How can I write letters and stories that make...students and friends who live in peace feel happy and excited?" Worm recounted Arturo's words in his own way. "Hmm... This is an interesting question. We are Sakaz. When it comes to peace, most people only have illusions about it, and few have truly experienced peace." The other party answered his questions seriously, compared the living environment of both parties, and listed some stories for Worm that only one party could feel. “For those who are at peace, the magnificent wars full of glory, the thrilling great adventures, the legendary life experiences, the troughs and glory that they have never seen, often put their lives at risk. It triggers emotions and makes them yearn for it.” "Add some appropriate descriptions of conquering sufferings, the persecution of famine, the pursuit of wild beasts, the betrayal, the hardships encountered, etc... and the most authentic, one or two sentences of my own feelings. Nothing written like this can be said. Not a good, engaging story.” Just like Worm's story about the life of Quillon, the Demon King of Rangers. As a ranger, Quillon is a man full of justice, enthusiasm and bravery, but his final ending is in sharp contrast to the unrestrained and joyful life in the first half of his life. The ranger who was born free died because of the king's betrayed by his trusted ally, watching the people who trusted him die miserably before following him to the dawn, the home he built was ruthlessly destroyed, the peace agreement he trusted was no longer as good as dirty toilet paper, the pain, Grief and regret turned this righteous and brave ranger into an angry demon king, who killed countless enemies and died in revenge. "Well, I probably understand."
"You don't have to think too much. What you've experienced yourself is already a compelling story. But if you feel that the story you write needs improvement, I can help you." "Okay, thank you." As a reward, Worm gave him a jar of candy, so that he would not have to worry about whether to eat the candy or not. "Haha...Thank you for the reward, Your Highness." Watching the young man leave, he was about to put away the sugar bowl when he was stopped by Sakaz who was passing by. "Defo, what did you just say to His Highness? Do you want His Highness to give you candy?" Now many Sakaz in the team will say a few words to each other when they meet Worm, and sometimes even ask for a promised hug. However, they mostly gave Worm some interesting snacks that were circulated among the Sakaz mercenaries, and they rarely asked for anything from Worm. "What do you know about literature?" He laughed and put the candy in his pocket to prevent him from taking away a lot of it. "Hey, forget it if you don't tell me. I'll ask His Highness next time I meet him." "Ha ha." "Why are you laughing? Hey, don't go. Did you just laugh at me for being uneducated?" Seeing Sakaz, who had a good relationship with Deaver, run away after laughing, he became a little anxious. He will also read more books in the future to avoid being laughed at by the other party. 42. The twisted thinking of musicians Theresia was carefully looking at Arturo, Saccota. The beautiful skirt has a lot of wrinkles due to the restraints. The legs wrapped in black silk with seductive shimmer and suspenders are tightly leaning on the other half. The soft high-heeled shoes rub against each other due to the twisting of the ankles. Moving. Her face was scrawled with black markers and a straight character was written on it, which was enough to testify to the little devil's bad character.
The black pupils that were bright due to his performance before were now covered with a dark and decadent look. Theresia knew why she was like this. Because Dabuli blocked her mouth with another glove and left her alone, her anxious calls before did not elicit any help, so now she was discouraged about moving freely. "Tsk, it's so dirty." Dabuliu came back with a basin of water, and angrily threw the basin to the ground, attracting the attention of three people at the same time. "W, do you want to clean her?" Worm was trying to write a letter just now and didn't pay attention to Arturo's weak whimpering. So by the time he discovered it, it was too late to make things right. "Who wants to wash her?" The little devil took out a pair of shackles from behind his waist, which were the same style as those in a certain prison. "You can solve it yourself." Although he was extremely embarrassed, he got a chance to act in disguise... I really don't know what to say. Dinner was a very common ham and instant noodles. She didn't eat it often, but her hungry stomach wouldn't be polite to her. She felt a little satisfied after the noodles and soup were all gone. As a prisoner of Sakaz, Sakota had no bed to sleep on. Fortunately, it was not winter now. Although the floor was cold, he could sleep if he tolerated it. The place where Arturo could lie was under the table where Worm had just written, and the shackles that bound her feet were locked on the legs of the table by up from this angle, she could clearly see Worm's appearance. "What an unfortunate day." She should always be on guard and gain wisdom from the experience, so she won't be able to get so close to someone unprepared next time. Well, I will think too much after eating. Arturo's eyes fell on the knife hanging on the wall of the room. A wreath with a sign of withering hanging on a sharp knife appears in this stronghold of Sakaz, which seems quite meaningful. Hmm...I'm addicted to the piano. I really want to play one. The twisted blood demon, the capricious Sakaz mercenary, Caprini disguised as Sakaz, the "unity and friendship" Sakaz team, and the Sakaz boy at their center. I really want to see what is hidden in their emotions and what they will do after they are freed from bondage. It is dangerous to seek the skin of a tiger, and it is even more dangerous to seek the skin of a tiger, and it is even more dangerous to seek the skin of a Sakaz. Based on the fact that she is a Sakota, what she has to face is a life-threatening crisis. But would love to know... "Your Highness Worm, in terms of whether it is pleasant to the ear, what do you think of the sound of my piano?" The next day, Worm was accosted by Arturo while he was brushing his teeth. "It sounds good." There is no doubt about her musical ability and playing skills. If she did not mix her own magic into the sound of the piano to influence others, Worm would give her applause.
"It seems that there are no musicians in your team to adjust the atmosphere during the banquet. I know a thing or two about Sakaz's classical court music..." Since he is called His Highness and is followed by a character like the Blood Demon, his identity must be very noble among Sakaz. Arturo felt that with his skills, it would be okay to serve as a musician for the nobles. "You see, now I am like a scale in a bamboo basket or a ham under the eaves. I have no ability to threaten others. Well, you saw it yesterday. I even struggled to clean my underwear. " Worm spit out the toothpaste, rinsed his mouth and face, but did not respond immediately. Arturo was not in a hurry, she also needed to wash and maintain hygiene... although she could only simply rinse her mouth. "Why do you want to stay? You can leave here when the town reaches its designated location." Worm was puzzled by Arturo's choice. The other party obviously knew that as Sakota, he was the most dangerous person in Sakaz's team, and even though he had the opportunity to leave, he took the initiative to come to him and express his desire to stay. Maybe Dabuliu is right, artists are doing stupid things, and many of their behaviors are incomprehensible to ordinary people. "Your team is very strange, Your Highness Worm. In my long journey from Sargon to Ursus, I have never seen anyone like you, nor have I seen such a 'harmonious' team of Sarkaz." Arturo wanted to record, research, and compose a unique piece of music to premiere this opportunity. "You stay and you are responsible for your own life." Worm packed up his toiletries and prepared to eat the breakfast prepared for him by Dabuliao. Sakota followed closely behind him. "Huh? I thought you would provide life support for your captives." Since the imp was not in the house, Arturo was able to follow Worm and sit at the table. "If you were a friend, I would." Breakfast is mashed potatoes, but this time it has added condiments such as tumor milk, cheese, peas, diced carrots, etc. It can be seen that Dabuliu takes this breakfast seriously. "Even if I'm Sakota?" Glancing at the dry rusk in front of him, and then at Worm's portion of luxurious mashed potatoes, Arturo felt that his life was already being threatened. "Sakota friends, I have them. Sakota enemies, I have them too." Mashed potatoes are very delicate and fragrant. They are a delicacy that cannot be compared with rusk. "Well... I don't think we can be enemies. Your Highness Worm." Rusk and water, Arturo gulped and barely filled his stomach half full. "Huh?! This bitch still wants to stay?" When the little devil came back from his morning exercise and heard Worm's words, he looked at Sakota sitting at the corner of the table and his tail stood up in anger. "That's it, Ms. W. With His Highness Worm's permission, I will accompany the team as His Highness's court musician." Although he had no right to move freely, Arturo was given security within Sakaz's ranks until Worm decided to dispose of her.
"You are not a musician. I only allow you to travel with the team as long as you do not do any harm, Arturo." Strictly speaking, Arturo has not yet taken any action to threaten Worm and other Sakaz. In Worm's judgment, she is indeed not an enemy 's just that I followed the doctor's instructions, and when faced with threats that were difficult to control, I just acted first just in case. "But I suppose it would always be nice to have a suitable piece of music to accompany a celebration like your banquet." "There's no instrument for you here." "Uh-huh, you underestimate a musician, Your Highness." After shaking the shackles on his hands and feet, a pleasant tune began to play. Simply speaking as a musician, Arturo has two skills. 43. The major discovery of warfarin Warfarin sat in her office chair looking at the blood in front of her. The desire for blood is the instinct of eating, and the desire for war is a habit developed since childhood. This is the social nature of blood is difficult for a pure blood demon to escape from these two influences, and Warfarin is naturally no exception. The scent of blood aroused the blood demon's appetite and memory, and she recalled her past life as a "vampire monster" wandering the land. But that is a thing of the past. After more than 200 years of self-regulation, she has been able to suppress the blood-sucking impulse of the blood demon and will no longer kill an entire team for a little food like she did she found an alternative to the war that bored her - medicine. Today, she is no longer a blood-sucking monster, but a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded... It's a bit ironic, but it's true. "Why is that?" After being in a daze, Warfarin looked at the fresh report sheet in her hand. She was shocked by the two figures circled in red pen. "The fusion rate of body cells and Origin Stone...the crystal density of Blood Origin Stone...how can it be all 0. Impossible...tsk..." Warfarin tore the report into pieces and then flushed them all into the sewer. "Damn it, what did those Wang Ting old guys come up with..." No wonder Warfarin felt that Worm's blood was the sweetest blood she had ever drunk in her life. It turned out not only because his blood was royal chowder, but also because the blood was so pure that it was comparable to distilled water after multiple distillations. There was no Any impurities... It tastes silky in the mouth and has a long aftertaste... No, why did I suddenly start to taste it? Doctor Blood Demon patted his face to keep himself calm. Now she just wants to know who knows about this. Kelsey?Theresia?Or are those Wang Ting old immortals? "This is really fatal... Worm, Worm, you must not do blood tests or anything like that in an outside institution." I have to find a way to tell that kid about this, so that he doesn't get into trouble because of this little oversight. And Warfarin also wanted to know the reason for this very much. Why were Worm's blood environment and Terra's creatures divided into two categories?What kind of Sarkaz witchcraft wiped away the Originium crystals in his body? There are so many things I want to know. Medical addiction thimble, identified as pure blood demon I have to find a way to contact him...but who can help?
Warfarin was feeling worried when her infirmary door was pushed open. The sudden movement startled her, but fortunately the Blood Demon Warrior...the Blood Demon doctor was of good quality, and he could sort out his emotions in just one or two breaths. "Kelsey...it's you, logos." The visitor was that rare heterosexual succubus, and she looked like she was still drunk. "Doctor Warfarin, please do a physical examination on me."