Rule 60

  (In the previous chapter, there were a few eyebrow-raising actions... well, just actions, although there aren't any eyebrows anymore, but moving that part of the muscles and skin to make a show is still possible, right...)

  Wealth and power can gain glory, but are of little help on the path of alchemy.

  Those dark hands that dominate Sel's power seem to be well aware of this principle.

  But before Hughes could say a word, Pennie saw a great black curtain that shrouded the cell lift its dismal corner, and his soul was deeply shaken.

  "Hmm, you know that the six major nobles cannot guarantee that each of their children is a genius in learning magic. And Sel's history has determined that the country's power can only be held in the hands of the Red Robe Mages, so it is also necessary to absorb new blood from among the common people."

  Therefore, the Lawspeaker will only select pure-blooded Mulholland descendants as reserves, which is also a requirement of the six major nobles.

  The criteria for selecting members of the Red Robe are not complicated. The upper echelons of the Red Robe do not mind if new recruits have high talent, but they will absolutely not accept individuals who are too rebellious and have overly ambitious goals while also possessing extraordinary abilities. Those with extremely biased personalities are even more unacceptable, as historical lessons have taught us that such people will only drift further away from the Red Robe. Therefore, this type of apprentice is usually eliminated, after all, it's not a good thing to let them take the knowledge of the Red Robe and go cause trouble outside...

  Huh? What's with that expression? Feeling cruel? Ha, looks like you're not rotten to the core yet. But who told you that the Red Robe Master would be a charity organization? You should really go kill him.

  Don't feel unfair about this, we nobles' children haven't received much preferential treatment. If it weren't for the talent of a law master, our whole life would be a tragedy! You mustn't envy those poor guys who can't even control their own marriages.

  And I, with this kind of talent as a law enforcement officer, am not much better off, maybe even worse - we have to hide our identities and enter the lower academy to compete with you, if we die inside, it can only prove that we don't have the qualifications to be nobles, of course sometimes our families will avenge us - this is also one of the reasons why some apprentices are directly killed by their mentors, but the nobles will absolutely not stop their children from participating in this competition because of this, you know, in our country, having no competitive power is equivalent to being a waste, not worthy of being a red robe law enforcement officer, and even less qualified to be a noble...

  Hehe, maybe I should be grateful that I'm lucky enough. Among my twelve cousins of the same generation who entered elementary school with me, only three of us survived in the end, including myself. How do you think this number compares to your civilian elimination rate?

  Well, the game has progressed to this point, and whether it's the nobles or the commoners, there aren't many excellent talents left who meet the upper-class standards. The number of children among the nobles is probably sufficient for use, and the rest are either eliminated or lack talent, only suitable for being peripheral members, and don't even have the qualifications to know what I'm saying. Hmm, maybe they'll know a bit, but absolutely can't touch the core of Sel's power.

  Well, you probably understand some of the game rules now...

  In our country, the six noble families are the center of power. The military and the eight schools of Red Robe Wizards are just subsidiary government departments. Occasionally, a family will dominate an entire school - like the Rem family now dominates the Change School. Oh, who let them become so powerful? Other schools are mixed with people from several families. Sometimes, conflicts of interest between these families appear in the colleges, resulting in frequent coups - but not as chaotic as outsiders imagine. The order of the Wizards' Guild has always been under the control of the six families. Every change is within the grasp of each family. Those who die are just guys who should be killed by the six families... Ah, we're lucky to have caught many spies trying to stir up trouble because of this...

  In fact, as long as the six major families' interest alliance does not break up, the all-out internal strife of the Fa Conference will not erupt.

  "How's that? The rules of the game are simple, aren't you surprised? Actually, I shouldn't be telling you this, but according to Sel's rules, I've already broken precedent by saying this much. However, I don't want to see you blindly jumping into a bottomless pit because of your irresponsible mentor."

  As he was about to leave, Hughes sighed and patted Penny on the shoulder.

  "Wait a minute." Panni turned around and called out to the departing red robe: "Thank you for telling me so much."

  "Perhaps I'm just meddling." Hughes turned around, shaking his head lightly: "But the Red Robe's place is really not a place that normal people can tolerate. When making the final decision... uh, forgot, there's no choice for the Ser people."

  "It sounds like you don't like the Red Robe Society," Panni suddenly asked.

  "Who made my birth so?" Hughes helplessly spread his hands: "My room for choice is much narrower than you civilians."

  He finished speaking and turned around to leave. Penny sat in the same place for a while, then suddenly raised her head, her eyes gradually becoming empty.

  Heichal...

  Zhan Huashi brought him here to find the second-in-command of the prophecy system for authentication, and it is obvious that they belong to the same family, so the most likely object of marriage is evident.

  Can you really accept such an arrangement?

  Penny thought for a moment and found herself with no room for choice.

  However, his mood became strange because he was unsure if it was appropriate for a half-grown child of only fifteen or sixteen years old to discuss marriage.

  Although it's unusual in Western customs, getting married at this age is not worth being surprised about.

  It's just that due to the ascetic education of the Celestial Empire, Pan Ni, although having a rather casual attitude towards men and women in his heart, is actually a shameless and lustful rascal. Thinking about the life ambition he set for himself at birth, one can tell that he has no psychological pressure when it comes to having romantic relationships with many beautiful women; however, thinking about getting married at the age of fifteen or sixteen always feels a bit awkward.

  The thought that the other party might be Hickel made this awkward feeling even more severe.

  He was uncertain what kind of feelings he had for Hickel, but judging from the awkward feeling in his heart, the longing generated by lust was not enough, it was more a love and care for little sister.

  In other words, from Penny's point of view, if she were to get married to Sheldon, the emotional foundation would not be solid.

  Alas!

  The awkward atmosphere grew more and more severe, Pennie could only sigh even more dejectedly.

  Finally he convinced himself that it was a luxury to cling to the past views of marriage and love in this world, how many people in Ferran could dominate their own lives?

  Fortunately, he and Hickel at least knew each other.

  If it were someone else, he would probably be even more at a loss. Thinking of this, Panni's heart sank again. If things didn't go as he thought, he would have to accept another strange woman as his lifelong partner.

  His face gradually contorted, then relaxed again, but soon turned into a crying and laughing shape - he suddenly thought that the situation couldn't be worse even if it got any worse.

  It's also due to the education and influence of our previous life. There's a saying that goes, "The red flag at home doesn't fall, but the colorful flags outside flutter in the wind", isn't there?

  Penny's mouth twitched, wanting to laugh but unable to, and finally could only sway back to her own room like a zombie, opening the door, carelessly sweeping a glance inside, suddenly widening her pupils, hastily closing the door, habitually raising her head to look around, not finding any sign of the doorplate, and thus unsure if she had walked into the wrong place.

  "Come in, you haven't entered the wrong room." The door opened automatically, a spell that Panini was familiar with, called the Hand of the Magician.

  "So why are you here, Lady Lygitta?" Penny walked into the room, frowning as she looked at the female lawyer sitting at the desk.

  ……

  Abyss.

  The muscular demoness gazed at the boiling mass of flesh worms in the depths of the Nether River, her heart filled with hesitation.

  A low-ranking inferior demon is frantically devouring newly born larvae in the spring eye. These larvae, born from the fusion of the most polluted chaotic powers and fallen souls, may not have much power, but they are the best supplement for demons. If a small demon eats all the larvae generated here, it will gain extremely powerful chaotic powers, enough to evolve several times.

  However, this is not a very efficient way of utilization. The chaotic energy that has been harvested once will soon wither away due to loss of vitality. More cunning demons will raise these larvae and think of ways to make the spring last as long as possible, avoiding depletion - this is undoubtedly a more farsighted and beneficial approach.

  Although the demon thought he didn't have the time or conditions to do so, he couldn't bear to let a small evil spirit waste such a huge chaotic power. He hesitated, wondering if he should jump in and pull out the little devil, but he was wary of the mouse master who had disappeared not long ago. How could he go against its will before killing the mouse?

  But Beren himself threw Adi the cunning wizard down.

  But as he watched the source of his power gradually dwindle away, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart and a pain in his flesh.

  He gritted his teeth and was about to move forward when a silver light suddenly flew in from the direction of the pagoda, causing him to shudder all over and stop dead in his tracks.

  "Master, welcome your distinguished presence." The demoness bowed deeply to the descending mouse, her heart secretly bleeding.

  He Di Sandaluo, although not a high-ranking demon, was not an unknown figure in the several layers of the abyss he had lived in. Now, however, he had to humble himself before a mere mouse?

  Even if the opponent is a slightly higher level of crazy war demon, he wouldn't feel so depressed.

  Bailen glanced at the demon, it was very clear that he knew Disandaro's thoughts, but having just obtained a treasure, he temporarily did not want to care about this slave's disrespect. He jumped onto a high stone on one side of the spring and bowed his head to gaze into the spring.

  Maimo was curious about the mouse's movements, but saw Bairan spit out a small, exquisite eight-sided metal block. As soon as this metal block fell into the spring water, a strong, dazzling light surged above the spring eye, as if the entire spring mouth suddenly boiled!

  A shrill cry echoed from the spring, and Adi suddenly emerged from the water like he had been deep-fried in oil, his body smoking as he scrambled out. His entire being was emitting intense chaotic energy, and some of his limbs were already beginning to mutate - clearly, the evolution had been forcibly terminated.

  Disan Daro stared in amazement as the larvae in the spring eye turned into colorful gases in a series of explosions and drilled into the small hole at the top of the octagonal metal body, which seemed to have an endless capacity and quickly sucked up the entire spring.

  The mouse took a deep breath, sucking in the small metal block from the entire Spring of the Underworld, and it returned to its belly. Its body surface instantly burst into a dark red strong light, dazzling the little devil and the demon so much that they were blinded for an instant. When their vision recovered, they saw that their mouse master's body had grown three times larger, the originally emerald green pupils now had deep red centers, and the tip of its tail also emitted a dark red glow, looking as if it was burning from afar.

  The demon was shocked, he knew that the mouse had absorbed the essence of the spring water and successfully evolved in some way. However, it was unbelievable that it could drain a spring so quickly. This was something that even high-ranking demons like Barlo didn't dare to try - absorbing too much chaotic energy in a short time would cause the demon to lose control.

  "Oh, master, you're truly great!" The little demon exclaimed in admiration, completely forgetting the pain caused by his failed advancement.

  Bailen examined his physical condition, and his mood was not pleasant. The transformed power of the abyss entered his body, just like a small stream flowing into the ocean, making him stronger, but unable to transform his life form.

  He vaguely sensed that the power required to reach that level was almost astronomical, and this discovery left him disheartened.

  He saw the miserable state of Little Devil's body, and with a mouthful of air, a chaotic breath was sprayed onto Little Devil. Adi was overjoyed to discover that the evolution that had stopped due to lack of power had begun again, and he shouted loudly in excitement:

  "Great Rakuras-sama is going to evolve, waaah!! What's going on!! How did this happen!!"

  The little devil who was cheering suddenly found that his transformation process had suddenly changed from evolution to degeneration under a certain will, and he cried out in horror. However, the will was extremely strong, and he could not resist at all. Soon, he was waving his cunning demon limbs again, wanting to cry but having no tears.

  "Master, master, why must you interfere with me?"

  Bailen glanced at Adi, and in his opinion, this little devil was more in line with his senses in this state.

  Mephisto was shocked once again, seeing Baal intervene in the evolution process of a demon, something that wasn't possible even with a soul contract, and not something an ordinary devil could do.

  Moreover, he also realized that although Adi's evolution process was terminated, the power obtained did not disappear, but remained within this body.

  He was startled when he saw the mouse turn its head towards him, its blue eyes gleaming with a reddish tint. His heart skipped a beat as a flattering smile spread across his coarse face, hiding his unease: "Great master... uh!"

  As soon as his voice fell, he felt a violent impact on his soul and lost consciousness instantly.

  ……

  "Why can't I just show up here? You never told me I couldn't come in."

  Next to the desk, the female lawyer sat elegantly on a long chair, her fingers lightly tapping on the frosted hardwood desktop, with a soft mist emanating from between her fingers to the side of her cheek. However, as this mist spread to the top of her head, the shallow red snake tattoo added a hint of enchantment.

  Although the appearance is not absolutely beautiful, this pose is full of provocative and inviting meaning, especially with the red cloak scattered on the ground to one side of the chair, and the thin gauze cloak on the body is also partially damp.

  Penny glanced sideways at the bathroom that came with the bedroom, and the remaining steam floating out of it. He slightly calmed his racing heart, looked up at Lizzie's slightly dazed face: "Ma'am, appearing in a single man's room like this is a dangerous practice."

  "Danger? To me? Or... to you?" Lijit shifted her pose, exposing her body fully to Penny's line of sight.

  Through the semi-transparent gauze clinging to her body, Penny discovered that the female lawyer's body wasn't as it seemed, at least in some places.

  "I've checked, there won't be any Scrying spells snooping around, I've lived here long enough to know how to deal with them."

  Then he heard the nun speaking in a languid tone, saying such words, and Pennie's heart jumped again.

  Since being developed by Vika in the North, Penny hasn't had an erection. His body has a kind of hunger pangs, although the female red robe mage is curious, but that pair of glasses and semi-transparent shirt gave his hypothalamus a very different impact, under the command of hormones, a certain flag gradually stood upright in the wind.

  "Come on, it's okay, don't think about anything else, my body is already mature enough, I believe you are too." Lijita glanced at Penny's lower body and burst out laughing. Although the smile on her face was far from being charming - just like clear tea can't have a creamy flavor - but somehow it had an unusual allure to it.

  If a pure person suddenly becomes lustful, the effect is indeed extraordinary.

  One slender five-fingered hand had slowly reached towards Penny's lower body, but was pinched by another slightly coarser hand.

  "Ma'am, I have to say, compared to the information your expression conveys, your muscles are a bit stiff." Penny furrowed her brow and pressed her fingers on Lijita's arm: "Or is there something else you'd like to discuss with me?"

  The woman in red robes suddenly stiffened her expression.