Online game: Confession of love to a noble daughter at the beginning

The towering black waterfall kept dropping liquid drops from the sky, gradually dyeing the entire earth black.

The gushing black liquid began to flow along the lines of the magic circle, gradually spreading from the surroundings of the formation to all directions.

The subhumans felt that the sky was getting darker, and they couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the sky.

The huge eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

The empty stars turned around and went towards the endless blackness.

A leisurely and heavy voice, as if mixed with a little heavy panting, slowly fell from the depths of the darkness of the pupils.

The mysterious voice was like a carving knife, constantly affecting their minds.

"Ha-bi-ka-"

The black tentacles waved wildly in the sky, following the upstream waterfall, and began to approach the earth.

The same color can only be identified by the vague outlines.

The mysterious black tentacles climbed up the bodies of the subhumans, from hands to feet, and completely entangled.

No one could resist those mysterious creatures.

They were completely immersed in the darkness and could not see each other clearly.

They could only let the tentacles begin to erode their bodies.

Wrapped in darkness, they felt their bodies being peeled off layer by layer, and their souls had nowhere to hide under these eyes.

Their limbs were weak and became more and more limp.

Their bodies seemed to be branded with some mysterious mark, and a burning feeling rose from their hearts.

The tentacles gradually faded from their bodies, and they lay flat on the ground involuntarily.

That posture was like worshiping something to the sky.

The extremely dark and huge vertical eyes looked around and shrank their pupils tightly.

After an unknown amount of time, the power surged out from the darkness under their feet like a tide, penetrated from the soles of their feet and palms, and gradually fed back to their limbs.

They felt their limbs gradually regain control and slowly raised their heads.

The huge and mysterious eye in the sky disappeared at some point.

Instead, a bright moon hung high in the sky.

The bright moonlight broke through the dark clouds, fell on the dark ground, and fell on their dazed faces.

They came back to their senses and returned to reality.

They raised their heads and looked forward slowly.

Victor was standing in front of them.

The terrifying twisted crow was still standing on his shoulder.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But the scenes they had experienced before were deeply imprinted in their minds.

Just thinking about it would make them feel cold.

It was as if those black tentacles were caressing their bodies again.

"Now, respond to me."

The cold voice of the man in front of them rang in the ears of every sub-human.

They looked at the indifferent Victor and couldn't help but shudder.

Awe suddenly rose from the bottom of their hearts and spread throughout their bodies.

Several cat girls shook their bodies slightly.

Click~

The friction sound of armor came from their bodies.

Instinctively raised their arms, and the red sword blade that seemed to be warm was held in their hands without knowing when.

An amazing force slowly came from their forearms, supporting them.

The subhumans were silent.

They looked at their compatriots around them, almost all wearing the same armor and holding the same weapons.

Finally, they looked at Victor and responded.

A cat girl knelt on one knee towards Victor.

Then, the remaining dark guards followed her and bent down.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The subhumans knelt on one knee towards Victor in unison, with one hand on their chest and the other hand wrapped behind their bodies.

This was their loyalty.

Victor smiled with satisfaction.

Under the moonlight, his shadow was stretched very long.

The dark and mysterious shadow seemed to grin, looking extremely mysterious and evil.

.......

"How did you do it?"

After the missionary ceremony, Leah found Victor with great doubts and asked the question in her heart.

Leah was not among the missionary targets, so she didn't know what those subhumans had experienced.

At this time, Victor was standing in the center of the martial arts field.

And there was no one around him.

The house could not accommodate so many subhumans for the time being, so Leon could only take those submissive subhumans to other residences temporarily.

Until the new yard is built, a place that can accommodate many subhumans will be built.

When she learned that Victor asked her to call a group of subhumans, Leah herself couldn't believe it.

Victor, actuallyOf course, he had to use a group of demi-humans to form his own private guard.

The earl could recruit private soldiers to reasonably protect his territory. For ordinary earls, they would train some knights.

This is the origin of family knights.

A magic group like Duke Levi is relatively rare because it requires a large number of magicians to form.

In fact, Leah thought at first that Victor would recruit some mages to form his own magic group.

But Victor did not do so.

Instead, he chose a group of demi-humans who were difficult to educate.

Although demi-humans are very similar to humans, they are full of wildness.

This is also a major reason why humans cannot treat them as normal humans.

Even after training, most of their wildness will not be suppressed.

Keeping these wildness will make it easier for group demi-humans to act in groups.

This leads to the fact that the discipline of demi-humans is not very good and it is difficult to accept discipline.

Basically, they will only obey Leah's orders.

After all, demi-humans know how to repay kindness better than humans.

Leah thought that it would take Victor a while to completely tame these demihumans.

But she didn't expect...

In just one night, they all pledged allegiance to Victor.

Leah was very curious about what Victor had done.

But Victor simply explained:

"Charm of personality."

"???"

Leah glanced at Victor with disdain and said venomously.

"Are you worthy of saying that?"

In Leah's eyes, Victor's labels were at most handsome, knowing magic and being very powerful.

As for the change in her attitude towards him later, it was because Victor gradually became more like a human being.

Although he looked quite good now.

Well, she had to admit that Victor was pretty good now.

At least she didn't hate him.

But demihumans were not creatures that would surrender on their own initiative just by looking at this kind of creature.

Victor glanced at her and said again:

"Beasts will have a fighting consciousness,"

"If the strength is equal, or there is only a slight gap, they will fight each other."

"But if the strength gap is obviously different."

"Like this."

After the voice fell, Victor stretched out a hand.

Around the wrist, a red light gradually emerged from the hand.

Two flames burst out instantly.

The red flames kept jumping in the air.

One ball fluttered for a while and turned into a vicious dog, with orange-yellow flames flashing all over its body.

The vicious dog kept barking at the other flame.

But then, another primitive flame began to spread around as if through the meridians.

The red lines gradually formed an extremely strong tiger.

The terrifying tiger just stood there, raised its head, and looked at the vicious dog in front of it proudly, without even breathing.

The vicious dog wrapped in flames tucked its tail between its legs, lowered its head, and crawled on the ground, not daring to move at all.

Liya looked at the state of the tiger and the vicious dog, and immediately understood a little, saying:

"So, you compare yourself to a tiger."

"No."

Victor said lightly.

"More than that."

Suddenly, the original vicious dog was injected with magic power, and the flames became more intense.

The size of the vicious dog gradually increased, until it was a height that two tigers stacked together could not reach.

The flames burned angrily.

Everything around seemed to be completely illuminated, and the temperature began to rise sharply.

Liya felt the heat around her, and even breathing became a little difficult.

She squinted her eyes and saw two fierce heads growing on the shoulders of the flame vicious dog.

The abyss mouth flowed with flickering flames, which kept falling, burning the ground under her feet and cracking.

The flames kept rising from it, as if expressing endless anger.

The flames that shot up into the sky illuminated the night, and even the moon became dim.

The tiger on the side saw the vicious dog turned into this state, and lowered its head in fear, and its tail stopped swinging.

But perhaps because of its dignity as the king of the forest, it still roared at the three-headed dog twice.

The three-headed dog, whose whole body was burning with flames, just glanced at it.

In an instant, it turned into an endless and fierce flame, completely devouring the tiger.

And this made itself stronger again.

The flames grew and burned fiercely.

The three-headed dog opened three huge mouths and barked wildly at the sky.

"Awoo--!!!"

The screams accompanied by high temperatures resounded throughout the house.

Liya stared at the three-headed flaming dog in a daze."What...what kind of creature is this?"

"Cerberus, the guard dog of hell."

Victor waved his hand casually, and the flames gradually dissipated.

Only red and black sparks were left, slowly dissipating in the air.

He turned around and gently patted Leah's shoulder.

"If there's a chance, I'll get you a real one."

"?"

Liya was stunned, looking at Victor's back with a confused face.

Slowly left the mansion.

...

As soon as the sky was bright, the Delin mansion started to operate like a machine.

Gwen was holding a long sword in the martial arts field, preparing for training.

But she always felt a lack of energy.

As if she was absent-minded.

Since returning from the North and being summoned by Emperor Aubrey.

She has been in this inexplicably irritable state.

Holding the long sword in her hand, she became a little unstable.

Maybe it was because she felt that her strength had reached a bottleneck recently.

She practiced the movements countless times, but also made many mistakes.

"...Victor."

She clenched her sword and looked at the flat ground in front of her.

Victor still didn't come this morning.

Victor hadn't come to practice with her for a long time.

She could understand, after all, the Kravenner family was not very peaceful recently.

She closed her eyes and tried to recall the feeling of practicing with Victor.

Only at that time could she feel that all the muscles in her body were being fully mobilized.

While Gwen continued to practice sword swinging, a maid hurried to Gwen's side.

She lowered her head and said to Gwen very respectfully:

"Master of the house."

Since she inherited her father's title, the servants around her have changed their way of addressing her.

Although she had emphasized that she only needed to be addressed in the usual way.

But these servants felt that only the title of the head of the family could emphasize her status.

Only then could she remember it all the time.

She was no longer that ordinary knight.

Now she was Earl Gwen Delin.

A knight earl who controlled a large number of territories in the north.

She stopped swinging her sword, wiped her sweat, and turned to look at the servant.

The servant bowed his head respectfully and presented a letter with both hands.

Gwen was a little confused, but the servant said.

"This is an invitation letter from the Cravenner family."

"Earl Victor hopes to have dinner with you tonight."