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Chapter 481

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After receiving Joseph's instructions, Sheffield stepped forward even though he was somewhat unwilling.

She raised her head, and a string of mysterious engravings appeared on her smooth forehead under her bangs.

"Oh … this is Mind of God, Misnetron?"

"Mind of God?"

Louisa looked over.

"Yakumo, how is it different from your Left Hand of God?"

Eight-cloud Ink said, "Left Hand of God can freely use any weapon created for the purpose of battle. As for Mind of God, according to the records, it can freely use all magic tools."

"Oh …"

The girls nodded.

"Seems like Sire Yakumo has done a lot of research on this." Joseph clapped his hands and praised, "Then, I wonder if Sire Yakumo has any information on the remaining two Nothingness users and their tamed demons?"

"So what? So what if I don't? "

"Haha! I was just asking casually. "Joseph laughed.

Then, everyone looked at Eight-cloud Ink and Sheffield without blinking, hoping to see how Eight-cloud Ink transferred the runes of the other tamed demons to himself.

This was unheard of.

Eight-cloud Ink did not do anything, but the runes on Sheffield's forehead began to dissipate. At the same time, a similar rune appeared on Eight-cloud Ink's forehead.

"That's it?" Louisa curled her lips, "Not interesting at all. I thought something interesting would happen."

"Mwah …" Patrice shook her head, "Little Yakumo, the abilities of demons of your realm are still the same as before."

Deprived of Mind of God, Sheffield's face was pale and his body was on the verge of collapsing.

Eight-cloud Ink thought for a while and extended his finger to touch Sheffield's forehead.

Just like how he imparted martial techniques to Sheffield, he imprinted some things that he did not care for in Sheffield's mind.

"Consider this my compensation to you. With this, you can cultivate properly. Naturally, you will become even more powerful than before."

Joseph looked at Sheffield who was digesting the runes with his eyes closed and felt the tamed demon contract between him and her. He exclaimed, "What an unimaginable method! I wonder how Sire Yakumo did it? "

As he asked, the girls looked over.

Everyone was curious.

"It's just an innate ability of the race. It's very troublesome to explain."

Eight-cloud Ink shook its head and did not want to elaborate.

After getting what he wanted, Joseph didn't plan to stay here any longer.

After all, this was Sherlock's home, and his niece wasn't very friendly to him.

"Haha, the deal is done. I'll take my leave now."

At the door, Joseph stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Sherlock with a smile.

"My dear niece, I am also very happy that your mother has recovered. As a gift for her recovery, you can live here in peace from now on."

Sherlock lowered his head, expressionless, and didn't say anything.

Joseph made such a decision because he received news that Sherlock had become Patrice's Knight to repay his debt of gratitude.

A member of the royal family who had become a knight would no longer have the ability to covet the throne.

No one would want the king of their country to be someone else's knight.

As long as this news was spread, those restless fellows in the country who were still restless could completely give up.

Thinking of this, Joseph was in a good mood.

Sherlock pursed her lips, expressionless, and didn't respond.

Joseph didn't care. He brought Sheffield and the guards who were waiting for him outside and left Sherlock's mansion in a grandiose manner.



After obtaining the God's Mind, Eight-cloud Ink tried to merge the Tree of Fantasy in his mind with the two engravings that he already had.

The God's Left Hand could freely use all weapons.

The God's Mind could freely use all magical items.

Although it didn't sound like much, this free use could ignore any obstacles.

This was something that Yakumo had discovered when she touched the rocket launcher earlier.

Eight-cloud Ink, who had never touched firearms before, understood how to use the anti-tank rocket launcher the moment he touched it. He even understood some of the internal structure.

That thing didn't belong to the power system of this world.

"It can actually ignore the difference in power system between different worlds and surpass the cognitive barrier. The ancestor who created these engravings is indeed powerful."

After the Tree of Fantasy absorbed the God's Left Hand and the God's Mind, the abilities of these two engravings changed as Eight-cloud Ink expected.

The most direct manifestation was that it became more proficient in the use of any weapon. Eight-cloud Ink was even confident that without using any special abilities, his Light Wheel Swordsmanship technique could be on par with Demondream's.

Then, the God's Mind's ability to freely use magical items mutated into being able to learn any magic with just one look. At the same time, he could use his own demonic power to imitate the effects of all magical items that he had come into contact with.

After gathering the two God's Engravings and mutating, Eight-cloud Ink immediately became more interested in the remaining engravings.

Under these circumstances, Eight-cloud Ink told Tifania his plan in a chat.

"Eh? Big Brother Yakumo wants me to summon a familiar? "

Tifania tilted her head and pointed at herself.

"Yes, Tifania, you're also a Nihility user. The familiar you summon should also have a God's Engravings. It just so happens that I want to collect them, so I hope you can help."

"No problem!"

Tifania happily nodded.

"I'm also very happy to be able to help Big Brother Yakumo, but I don't know how to summon a familiar."

"Let us help you with this."

Louise raised the magic wand in her hand.

"We all remember the method of summoning a familiar that Teacher Gruberu taught us!"

"Eh? It's rare that Louise still remembers what Teacher taught you. "

"Damn you, Qiuluk! Are you looking for trouble? Do you want to go out and fight now? I won't lose to you now! "

"Hmph, you need to be elegant. Louise, have you forgotten your manners as a noble?"

"It's not up to you, who seduces men everywhere, to talk about me!"

Towards Louise and Qiuluk's daily routine, the girls either continued reading or smiled, not minding at all.

Afterwards, Tifania learned the method of summoning a familiar from Louise and the others.

In the courtyard, the girls gathered in a circle with Tifania standing in the middle.

"That … Can you not look at me like that, I'm so shy …"

Tifania, who was being stared at, lowered her head with a red face.

Because her upper body was twisting, the two large water balls in front of her chest also started to sway.

Eight-cloud Ink: "Ah, you're so cute!"

"Goo —!!!"

Louise gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Eight-cloud Ink and Shesta. She turned around and snorted: "Hmph!! Do you want to summon it or not? Hurry up! Those two big balls look so annoying!! "

That last sentence is what you're thinking, right?

The girls did not listen to her and instead continued to watch Tifania.

Left with no choice, the elven girl could only brace herself and start the summoning.

"I am Tifania Westwood! Pentagrams that control the five powers, summon the familiar that will follow my fate here! "

She raised the magic wand in her hand up high and released a dazzling light.

Then, in the sky, a huge transparent mirror-like screen appeared.

"Success!!"

Shesta shouted happily.

What kind of familiar would Tifania summon?

Everyone looked at the screen expectantly.

Not long after, a girl screamed as she fell out of the screen.

It was a young girl with fair skin. Her hair was light blue at first, then gradually darkened until it was completely black. Her pupils were yellow circles.

The girl's neck was wrapped with a scarf and she wore a tailored white kimono.

Demonic aura!!

The moment the girl appeared, Eight-cloud Ink sensed that she was a demon.

"That's … Snow Girl!?"

Patrice said as she closed her book.

"Snow Girl …" Hearing Patrice's words, Eight-cloud Ink sized up the girl who fell on the ground and looked around blankly.

That iconic circle eyes —

"Eh? It can't be, could it be that Snow Girl? "

Eight-cloud Ink rubbed her forehead. It seemed that … she had summoned an interesting person.

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