Kammer was in a bad mood.
Originally, Kammer was full of confidence and hope for his life. As the second son of the count, he was outstanding in terms of character, knowledge, and strength. He was a very outstanding noble youth.
Moreover, as the second son, he had no right to inherit the title. However, his elder brother turned out to be a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing. This was a blessing from the gods!
Kammer had always been full of confidence in himself. The heir of the count was definitely him. It could not be anyone else.
However …
"How is this possible! How could that bastard have such talent? "
Kammer recalled the scene that happened in the training ground today. Thinking of the swordsmanship that was as beautiful as a dance and as elegant as a movement, he began to doubt his life.
"God! Why are you so unfair? I've worked so hard, so hard, for more than ten years, and trained so hard. Why can't I compare to that bastard sleeping? "
Kammer roared and swept the teacups on the table to the ground, smashing them into pieces.
Even if these teacups were made of expensive oriental porcelain, Kammer did not care. He did not even have the mood to care.
"He has this ability after waking up? Bastard! Bastard! Damn bastard! Why did you give this talent to that good-for-nothing bastard! Why didn't you give it to me? "
Kammer's eyes were bloodshot. He was like a wild beast that had been forced into a corner, crazy and ruthless.
"No! I can't just sit here and wait for death! I have to fight back! The Antares family is mine! I can't let that bastard take it away! "
Kammer clenched his teeth, his face full of malevolence. "So what if your swordsmanship is good? You haven't even activated the strength of a knight. A poisoned dagger, a poisoned arrow, a curse, or a spell, you won't be able to defend against it! "
"Sir Levin told me that a wandering sorcerer had come to Amber City. He took in this wandering Magus. Hehe, Victor, I only need some gold coins, and I can let this Magus kill you! "
Thinking of this, Kammer's eyes flashed coldly. He got up and walked out of the room.
"Young Master Kammer, Sir Levin is here to visit."
Just as he stepped out, he bumped into the butler who came to report.
"Sir Levin?"
Camille's eyes lit up. "What a coincidence! I was just about to look for him! Quickly invite him in. "
Just as he was about to look for Sir Levin, he did not expect Sir Levin to deliver himself to his doorstep. Kammer felt that this was simply God's will.
"Kamil, I'm coming!"
A fat man who looked like a meatball walked in with an old man who looked like a housekeeper.
"Raven, long time no see."
Camille smiled and went forward to welcome them. He brought Sir Levin and the old man into the room.
"Camille, have you noticed any changes in me?"
As soon as he entered the door, Raven shook his fat arms, as if he was showing off something.
But …
Kamil was confused.
You look like a fat pig. It's too difficult to see any changes.
"Power! My power! "
Sir Levin stretched out his arm, grabbed a table in front of him, and lifted it up with one hand.
"God! How … how is this possible? "
At this moment, Kamil began to doubt his life again.
Oh God! Even this fat pig had the talent of "Infinite Strength"? I … I want to be alone.
"Kamil, please allow me to formally introduce my mentor, the great Bishop Leander."
Raven put down the table and gestured to Kamil, introducing the old man who walked in with him.
"Bishop?"
Kamil raised his eyes to look at the old man beside Sir Levin and frowned slightly.
In this world where Gods flew everywhere, almost every human city had a church. Bishops were not rare.
But … Kamil did not see any familiar symbol on Bishop Leander. This meant that this bishop was not a bishop of any church that he knew of.
An unknown church was either a church of a fake God, or … a church of demons or devils.
No matter which one it was, he could not provoke them.
"Raven, please leave!"
Kamil wanted to inherit the title of Count Antares. He could not be too involved with these people of unknown origins.
"Young Master Kamil, are you sure you want us to leave?"
Bishop Leander looked at Kamil with a smile. "As far as I know, you are in a very awkward situation now! I heard that your brother, Young Master Victor, suddenly showed extraordinary talent in swordsmanship? He was greatly appreciated by your father? "
"This has nothing to do with you! Get out! "
Kamil pointed at Leander and roared angrily.
"Haha! Young Master Camille, why don't you think about it? Your brother, that useless trash, suddenly has such a great talent? This is … a gift! Your brother has received a gift from a certain existence! "
Leander pointed to the sky. "A gift can turn a useless trash into a peerless genius. Your brother, as well as Raven, they have all received blessings. Then … what about you? You are stronger than them, but because you did not have this gift, you were trampled under their feet in the end. Are you willing? "
The temptation of the devil was like this.
"Then … what is the price? What is the price of receiving a gift? "
Kamil's expression changed, and he still could not make up his mind. It was said that a devil's contract required a soul.
"You don't have to worry. My Lord does not need your soul, nor does he need your faith. He only needs you to help me transfer the city guards away at a certain time. Don't worry, we will not attack Amber City, nor will we attack any noble. We only need the lives of a few poor people to complete a ritual. "
Leander stretched out his palm. "Five people, only five poor people. Use the lives of five lowly poor people in exchange for your unparalleled peerless talent, in exchange for your extraordinary power. Do you agree? "
"This …"
Kamil was obviously tempted.
The price to pay was very small, and there were no consequences, but he could obtain unimaginable benefits. Kamil felt that this was too worth it.
What were five poor people? In the smelly ditch of the dock area, more than ten corpses were fished out every day. If five poor people died, not even a bubble would appear.
They only needed to transfer the city guards away and not let them disturb the ritual. After the ritual was completed, no one would know, there were no risks, and they would also obtain huge benefits.
"Young Master Kamil, we can pay you first. You can receive the gift of my Lord in advance and have extraordinary talent. How about it? "
Leander's last attack completely destroyed the last trace of hesitation in Kamil's heart.
"I have one more request. Kill Victor! Kill him, and I will agree to your request. "
"As you wish!"
Leander bowed. "We will capture your brother. When you receive the gift, you can use the power of the gift to defeat your brother and trample him under your feet!"
"That … is great!"
Thinking of receiving the gift, trampling Victor under his feet, and personally cutting off his head under his shocked and desperate gaze, Kamil suddenly felt a little excited.
"Without the evil of the devil, how can the greatness of the Holy Light be brought out? Kamil, thank you for your cooperation. You are really a good brother. "
Li Yu glanced at Kamil's residence and smiled. "The time for the birth of the Holy Light has arrived."
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