parable，　and　the　devil　and　Zong　Jiu，s　eyes　look　at　each　other，　the　whole　body　is　pierced，　but　his　face　does　not　see　sadness　and　pain，　still　smiling.

        He　held　the　magician，s　beautiful　face，　＂My　dear，　you　gave　me　the　sword，　I　accept.＂

        He　bowed　his　head　and　kissed.　It　was　a　kiss　that　smelled　of　blood.

        ＂Give　me　one　last　hug.＂　The　devil　held　the　silver－haired　magician　tightly，　like　a　child　who　is　afraid　of　the　dark　and　sleeps　every　night　with　a　rabbit　doll　sent　by　his　favorite　big　brother.

        The　voice　of　the　system　rings　in　the　ears　of　Zong　Jiu:　S－level　trainee　Zong　Jiu，　has　completed　the　hidden　main　task:　find　one　of　his　lost　things.

        But　Zong　Jiu　did　not　hear，　his　world　was　left　with　the　devil　tightly　held，　and　his　eyes　were　left　with　the　devil　and　the　dazzling　blood　on　the　devil.

        This　is　a　game　for　Zong　Jiu.

        His　consciousness　fell　into　a　thick　black.

        Three　hours　from　the　trainee　dormitory

        ＂Just　kidding，　how　can　a　devil　die　so　easily?＂

        ＂Asshole！！　Ahh...＂