Chapter 2 Peerless Cold Beauty

Duke Ivan's residence is outside the royal capital, in the city of Tissão, an important checkpoint. Dision City is divided into two parts. To the north is the place where the upper-class nobles live. There are not many kings, grandsons, nobles and ministers. It is the most prestigious area of the whole conqueror empire, collectively known as the Hall of Ares. Where there is wealth, there is poverty. The south and below are slums, which are called exile cities.

Although the two areas can be called heaven and hell, it is said that the useless little son of the Duke of Kao, the god of war, wants to learn literature and martial arts, which is regarded as a kind of joke. Most of them disdainful sarcasm, and some famous teachers are even more conceited and unwilling to accept the amazing reward of the duke's mansion.

Atre had also expected this situation for a long time. Atre in front of him was a real scum and a shameless object of the whole empire. I heard that even the refugees in exiled cities would say this when coaxing their children: "If you cry again, you will grow up and become a fool like Atre." Children can be scared to death immediately. It can be seen that his reputation is really messy.

With a load of 20 pounds, a long run of one kilometer, 100 frog jumps, 50 push-ups, and 100 sit-ups, this is the maximum physical training course set by Atre according to his own body. During this period, no matter the wind or rain, there has been no time.

With the strong support of the Duke of Kao, some entry-level martial arts books have also begun to dabble in. In addition to exercise, they all read in the library of the mansion. They also know more about this strange world, but there is not much progress except for the improvement in his physical condition, because the Duke of Kao is practical. Busy, I had to post the list to recruit virtuous people, but to no result.

On this day, according to the usual habit, after the physical intensive exercise, despite his extremely tiredness, Atre still insisted on absorbing knowledge in the library and reading the Alpha Magic Notes carefully.

Sandalwood is lingering, and the book business is booming. The 13-year-old Atre is still weak, but only those eyes gradually have charm.

"Dong-dong!" There was a sudden knock on the door outside the library. Without waiting for Atre, a young servant had pushed the door in and gasped and said, "Young Master... Young Master, the Duke asked you to go to the hall immediately."

Atre raised his head and smiled, "Xu Yi, why are you so panicked? Is there something big happen?"

Atre, a little servant named Xiu Yi, has a good impression. He is one year younger than him. It is said that he is the orphan of the general who died in the battle under the Duke of Kao. He has a strong nature and his martial arts skills. He has become his own child waiter.

Xiu Yi also likes the steady and insipid nature of this little master and said, "Young master, I heard from the housekeeper Carlo that someone has unveiled the recruitment list in the Hall of Ares. So, you will have a master to teach you in the future. Let's go quickly. It's in the lobby.

Atre nodded. Although he was puzzled, no one has been interested in the recruitment list for two consecutive days, and no one cares about himself. On the contrary, he is full of curiosity about the person who unveiled the list. Who is willing to teach himself this 'waste material' with horizontal saliva?

Stepping into the hall, the handsome Duke of Kao sat in the middle, accompanied by the noble duchess Esmes, but Atre was attracted by the black-clothed man standing in the play.

Long hair and shoulders, black clothes wrapped in a delicate figure, women, and the kind of national beauty that harms the country and the people. Atre had an idea in his mind that he didn't know who was more perfect than her, although he hadn't seen her cheeks. Mysterious, this is another feeling. He always feels that the woman in front of him seems to have no lethality, but has enough ability to destroy the world, which is quite strange.

"Father, Mother!" Atre saluted and stood fixedly, looking at the woman in black.

"Are you Atre?" The woman went straight in, as if the Duke of Kao was nothing, but they complemented each other.

"Exact" At the moment when the woman spoke, Atre's eyes couldn't help looking to the side, and he couldn't raise the idea of looking directly. This feeling had never appeared even in the face of a god-level figure like Satan.

"My residence is arranged on the small building in Qinyuan. No one except you can disturb me." The woman's voice was very indifferent and still straight. After saying that, she had already stepped towards the side hall without nostalgia.

Duke Kao's expression changed slightly, and then with a wry smile, he ordered the servant next to him, "Carol, do as the master ordered!"

"Duke, the origin of this woman is unknown. Why are you so good at using it?" Carlo is a terrible old man, with an eagle hooked nose, a pointed chin, and a complete atrophy look. The old housekeeper of the Duke's mansion is not much to say, but no one can ignore his existence. It is said that he is a top master with no less than the martial arts strength of the Duke of Kao. As for why he is willing to bow down, this is not Atre's. Only when he lowered his eyes and opened his eyes could he prove that he was once the head of the guard of the Ivan family.

Naturally, he is the only subordinate who can use this kind of questioning tone with Duke Kao.

"Carol, do you believe in feelings?" Kao looked at the Duchess and said with a smile, "What do you think, madam?"

Esmes values both wisdom and beauty, and the force value with almost no upper limit is even more fascinating.

The loneliness and indifference shown by this woman in black have not changed her mood too much. She squeezed her mouth and smiled: "The arrogant person has a conceited talent, and the indifferent person has the ambition to dominate. Maybe Atre is the disciple she needs! If she is plotting, Duke, won't you believe your wife?

Carol laughed freely: "With a lady in charge, why do I worry? How many people in the world can be stronger than your strategy?

Atre followed when the woman in black walked, and naturally he didn't hear the conversation. For him, who is eager to strengthen his strength, he naturally does not want to slip away from this opportunity to make himself stronger.

"Teacher, can you tell me your name?" Atre followed and asked cautiously.

"You don't have to call me a teacher. Everything is fate. When it's time for me to leave, I will naturally leave. If you say my name, what is my name? For a long time, I have forgotten it. The woman in black sighed slightly, turned around, and said in silence for a long time, "The name is just a symbol. I don't know what I should call. You can call me Yanawei!"

"Yanawei!?" In Atre's memory, there is no name in the records of nearly a hundred years. Her eyebrows are slightly locked, as if she is thinking about whether she has the ability to make herself stronger, and as if she wants to engrave the name in her heart.

"May I ask you a question?" Atre has a 20-year-old mature mind and naturally thinks more for a long time. When he saw Yanawei nodding, he summoned up the courage to ask, "Why do you teach me to be a useless person in the eyes of others?" Also, where did you come from and what is your purpose? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I just want to solve the confusion in happiness.

"The promise is an invisible sword that burys the heroic tombs of magnificent ambitions. This is not what a person with a heroic dream should have. I can forgive you this time. Next time I won't just warn you like this. The woman in black said, "I come from a mysterious country. According to the title of the white magician, I belong to the demon of the pagan force adjudication office. Child, will you be afraid? It is a place abandoned by God and the only race that dares to fight against God.

"The adjudication office of the heretical force?" Atre almost exclaimed. Originally, he didn't think there was anything wrong with insulting Satan. After this period of familiarity, he knew that this was a world built entirely by faith in God.

Of course, the pagan force adjudication is a dark world. It exists in a place called the demon realm outside Caesar and Alexander. They also have strong abilities. Among them, the most famous black magicians are more powerful among white magicians of the same level. However, it is thought that they have blood cursed by God, so their life expectancy is extremely short, which has become the most serious problem. Otherwise, those who dominate the two continents will not include humans, giants, orcs, dwarves, elves and goblins.

"Are you afraid?" Yanawei said lightly that she was used to the natural fear of human beings.

"Don't be afraid!" Atre is really not afraid. No matter how many mysteries the pagan ruling is, how evil the bardour on the mainland describes it. He even dares to blasphrase the upper gods such as Satan and God. How can he care about these? As long as he has strong power, even if he learns this black magic, or even the fallen martial arts? Who would point out the sins of the hero?

Atre looked firm and said, "Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you. I won't tell your identity under any circumstances."

Yanawei was stunned and then nodded: "Learn from tomorrow! I'll give you a piece of advice. Be mentally prepared. If you can't stand my means, I will give up automatically and leave immediately. I don't want to waste my time on a real waste. Obviously, all you have to do is prove that you are not a waste, but a beautiful jade with no potential to be developed.

"Don't worry, I'm ready for my dream." Alette felt that his cells were active because of congestion at this time, staring at the figure that gradually disappeared in front of him, ambitious!

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