Demon Sage

“You mean I…I’m not really a problem?”

Ogoff was agitated, his palms on the arm of the chair, his eyes no longer on the paper.

“What kind of person is Rastolle, and how much do you know about him?”

No positive answer was given, Donald didn’t know what was wrong with Ogoff’s body, so he The question is thrown back, and I continue my own transcription.

“I am just a thug at Shia Church, Mr. Rastolle entrusted me to help him with some external affairs, we have been cooperating for 3 years, he is a thoughtful, not one drop The wise man who can leak out of water, in three years, from the periphery of the church to become one of the core figures, is very capable.”

Carefully considered his own words, Ogoff is extremely restrained when talking about Rastolle .

Even as a guy with blood on his hands, he still has characters he fears.

It is not the fear of strength, but the feeling of powerlessness that arises from the bottom of my heart when facing each other.

Or maybe he was used to being humble when talking about that person.

“Oh, even in private, you don’t dare to talk about each other. You are destined to be a dog at Rastolle’s feet all your life. You can run and bark when you are young, and your master will lead you, hunting and running, Older, more experienced, the owner trusts you, the housekeeper, the older…the skin and bones, the iron pot is waiting for you!”

ruthless sarcasm Ogoff, Donald looked at his reaction, his face flushed, but he didn’t dare to say anything, and finally put his hands on the table.

Frowned in disappointment, Donald finished the second translation, stuffed the two pages into his pocket, and gained a lot, although one was incomplete, one was useless.

“Of course I know. In the past three years, I have done a lot of dirty things for him, but what I got in the end was only a monetary reward. That’s not what I want. Strength, I What I want is power, and every time I think that I am the same as those pigs who only know how to work every day, I feel disgusted with myself, I want to surpass them and get evolution… Yes, evolution!”

The flesh on his face twitched, and Donald’s seemingly casual sarcasm hit Ogoff’s sore spot.

The mask was finally lifted, he told his desires without concealment.

It would be foolish to hide one’s desires in front of a demon. Ogoff hopes to use his desires and madness to get the demon’s attention.

Ogoff calls himself a thug, not so much a cover-up as a self-deprecating “humble.”

How can an ordinary thug be so close to Geoffrey Rastolle?

Can you come to Donald with a box of precious items?

It is undeniable that Ogoff’s mind is morbid. His reason for joining Shia Church is very simple. He wants to achieve evolution and surpass ordinary human beings. For this reason, he is willing to do anything, even in a single person. A loyal servant for three years.

If Donald Grant didn’t show up, he might have waited, because he had no choice, and he seemed unable to escape Rastolle’s grip on him knowing that his body was in trouble .

“You want to evolve… Ha! You want to evolve? This is really interesting, even if you have the innate talent, how about a dog or a dog, can you bark louder?”

“Your Excellency!”

His face flushed red at a speed visible to naked eyes, his hands slapped on the tabletop, his body leaned forward, his mouth was gasping for breath, furious emotions were written on his face, A brutal imposing manner poured out.

I can’t tell if it’s intentional or out of control.

But one thing is certain, this guy definitely has more than single digits in his hands!

“Angry? You know I’m right, you know it!”

Donald refuse to yield an inch, holding both sides of the table with both arms, pressing forward as well, The eyes have already changed.

This is a reminder to Ogoff that the identities of the two parties are not on the same level.

There was a stalemate for about 5 seconds, and Ogoff sat down again, no longer looking at Donald.

How could he compete with the demon!

“Ogoff…you keep on saying you want to evolve, but you are willing to be a dog by someone else’s side, you pray to me, and I will never reward someone else’s dog!”

That’s what Donald really wants to say, he’s going to put a thorn in the middle of these two people.

In fact, this thorn has existed for a long time, and the simple interest bond seems to be strong, but that is under the premise of no external force intervening.

Ogoff struggled.

The conversation between the two sides is definitely not going to go on, Donald just got up and left the room.

The time is approaching 10 o’clock in the evening, and even later, he is worried about the situation that he was tracked before.

When he got out of the house and the night wind was blowing, Donald only felt a chill behind him. He was the main target of Ogoff’s imposing manner in the confrontation just now. A fight broke out, and he didn’t have the confidence to take out Ogoff in a short time.

All he wanted to do was to provoke the relationship between Rastolle and Ogoff, and the confrontation was a matter of course.

It’s enough to do this step for the time being. Donald didn’t think about the person who said what he said suddenly realized, and turned to respect him like a god.

Ogoff’s mentality doesn’t mean he’s a fool. Rastolle values him so much that he is bound firmly by his side with the gift of innate talent. It’s impossible to say no ability.

To deal with such a person, kind words are meaningless.

Power is the key.

You can disrespect me, but you can’t disrespect me.

Donald can’t show weakness in front of Ogoff, absolutely not!

**

It is still the dormitory building in the Academy, the sky is bright outside, and students are heading to the classroom where their courses are located.

“Jenny, Jenny…Jenny! Why don’t you like me, why, we clearly have the most intimate communication, why do you reject me, I want to take care of you, I think I’ll hold you in my arms…”

The note was clutched in his hand, and a haggard pale cheek was under his long messy brown hair.

Despair lingered around her.

There is nothing left, and if the family and the school are told what happened last night, she will lose her future. .

It’s all that bastard, that bastard… beast!

This is the first time she swears, even in her heart, she is a little more refreshed, and she is quickly occupied by other emotions.

“Jenny? Jenny…Jenny Foster! Open the door! I’ve been waiting outside for an hour, I’m going to class soon, and my books are still in!”

The roommate only took away the daily necessities and bedding when she came home, and her books were still neatly placed on the bed.

The door was still slammed, she still didn’t move, the room was too ugly, she didn’t have time to clean up, she would be found…

” Asshole, I know you’re inside, I’m too late for class, mental disorder, go to hell!”

The roommate outside finally got impatient, if this wasn’t a girls’ dormitory, she would definitely find her boyfriend Kick the door open.

To die?

Can you solve the problem?