Demon Servant

Faculty

The bright sunlight reflected the shadows of the trees through the screen window, and shone mottled spots of light in the room.

Mu Lin felt a little dizzy, frowned, turned over, rolled up the quilt, and shrunk into the soft bed again with nostalgia.

Consciousness floated up like approaching the sea surface, and the figures of two entangled bodies were clear in her mind. Mu Lin sat up with a start, her face flushed.

She didn't know when she had returned to her room. She was wearing a light white gauze nightgown. Her body had been carefully cleaned. Her hair was soft and smooth, and there was still a faint fragrance of perfume.

Except for the accelerated heartbeat, there was no obvious discomfort in her body, and there was no trace of intercourse on her body. Everything seemed to be just a spring dream of her. Except...

She got off the bed and came to the floor-length dressing mirror. The girl in the mirror made her almost unrecognizable.

Although the gentle facial features were not very stunning, they were somewhat elegant. Smooth skin, soft chestnut-colored long hair, and even her height seemed to have jumped up a little. She was wearing a high-end lace nightgown. Apart from being a little thin, she looked like an aristocratic girl.

Below the collarbone on her chest, the deep red curse mark was like a charming flower blooming on her fair skin.

Mu Lin touched the mark in a trance. Thinking of Noyce, she couldn't help but smile sweetly.

"Awake?" The clear voice startled Mu Lin. Noyce stood at the door of the room, holding a black uniform in his hand.

The changed relationship between the two made Mu Lin unable to find the attitude to face the man in front of her who had already blended with her body. Her heart was beating wildly. After a period of confusion, she finally smiled in a dignified and decent way: "Good morning, Noyce."

Noyce glanced at the scorching sun outside and didn't say much. The contract was beyond his expectations, but now that things have come to this, the road must continue.

"You have been unconscious for two days." He put the black dress on the bed and looked at Mu Lin. "Since you have rested well, there are some things I have to tell you clearly."

The overly serious expression of the silver-haired man made Mu Lin stand up straight.

Noyce looked at the bloody mark on Mu Lin's chest: "You already know about the curse. Since the bond ceremony has been completed, you will be my servant from now on."

Speaking in a businesslike tone like a marriage declaration, Mu Lin blushed and closed her eyes, her mouth raised uncontrollably.

"Next, you have to know about me." The priest opposite was not as relaxed as she was. "I am a high-ranking priest of the Sith Church. I have always accepted the most difficult and dangerous tasks. With your current strength, it will be very dangerous if you follow me.

"Starting today, you will go to class during the day to learn the basic combat skills of witches, and I will give you special training at night. You must improve your strength in a short period of time, otherwise, when you encounter a powerful monster, you will only die. "

Words like "battle" and "monsters" made Mu Lin a little confused. Although she had learned more or less about the mission of executing witches before, she still felt no sense of reality when the real thing came.

Looking at the girl who was difficult to digest for a while, Noyce's tone softened a little: "I will teach you everything from now on. Change your clothes and go eat something. The next few days will be very hard, you'd better be mentally prepared."

Mu Lin nodded. No matter what happened in the future, she felt a lot more at ease thinking that Noyce would be by her side. They had already formed a pact and became the most special existence to each other.

"Noyce..." The girl encouraged herself and looked up at Noyce's eyes, "Do you have anything else to say to me?"

Noyce looked puzzled. He should have explained everything he should have explained. Looking at the girl's expectant expression, the man was even more confused, searching for every corner that might be forgotten in his heart...

"Come on. "

Mulin held her forehead in her heart.

Unlike the uniforms of the priests, which were uniform and clearly defined, the status of the execution witches in the Holy See was determined by the status of the priests they belonged to, so there were no particularly strict requirements for their dress.

Most witches' uniforms were black long skirts similar to nun's clothes, with the cross symbol of the Holy See printed in a conspicuous place. Witches who loved beauty often changed their uniforms to their favorite styles, and the Holy See did not care too much.

Mulin's uniform was relatively simple, more fitted than ordinary nun's clothes, with lace lining under the black skirt and a metal cross collar badge on the neckline.

She stood at the door of the classroom holding a few textbooks, took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

During the break, witches wearing uniforms similar to hers were gathering in groups of three or two, chatting casually like all ordinary students.

"Hello. "She said hello to the short-haired girl with a bandage on her head who was closest to her.

The classroom was quiet in an instant, and everyone turned their heads and looked at her. The air was strangely frozen, and the unfriendly eyes made Mu Lin feel uneasy.

She shouldn't have done anything wrong, right? She looked very ordinary, so she shouldn't be too conspicuous. Are the witches so concerned about newcomers?

"Uh... Hello." Mu Lin tried to say hello again.

Some people turned away after examining her for a while, and no one responded to her.

Mu Lin carefully moved to the most inconspicuous corner in the back row of the classroom in the suffocating atmosphere, found an empty seat and put down the book.

"Hey? You want to sit here?" The girl with glasses sitting next to her looked flustered.

Mu Lin was stunned and cast a questioning look at her: "Is it okay? "

"It's not impossible..." The girl with glasses scratched her head in embarrassment, "It's just that you are more low-key than I thought."

"You know me?" Mu Lin was a little surprised.

"I'm afraid everyone here knows you, the new servant of the great priest Noyce, you are very famous." The girl's eyes were full of gossip, "Everyone is guessing what kind of servant he will find in the end. The result... is really earth-shattering."

"Earth-shattering?" Mu Lin tried to recall what she had done to deserve this word. At the bond-making ceremony, she was about to make a bond with an unknown priest, and suddenly she had a splitting headache, all kinds of chaotic memories suddenly surged up, painful and unclear, and then she heard Noyce's voice...

"My name is Nina. "The girl smiled and stretched out her bandaged hand to her.

Mulin shook her hand back. Nina had a baby face and two cute dimples when she smiled.

The door of the classroom opened again, and a fair-skinned girl with delicate features and slender limbs walked in. Her swan-like neck was also wrapped in bandages, and her long white hair made her look like an elegant crystal doll.

The crystal girl didn't say anything, but sat down by the window not far in front of Mulin, propping up her chin and staring out the window in a daze.

Mulin recognized her as the girl she saw in the dormitory before the bond ceremony. Thinking of the lewd scene that night, Mulin was a little stunned for a moment.

"Eugena never likes to talk, don't bother with her. "Nina has already introduced her classmates in a familiar way, "The one with long braids is Evelina, the one with short hair is Rebecca..."

The Sith Academy is divided into the Priest Academy and the Witch Academy, and the two school districts are separate. Since the magic systems used by priests and witches are different, the teachers in charge of teaching are also senior priests and witches respectively.

There are about 20 to 30 people in a class at the Witch Academy, most of whom are beautiful girls. After being recruited by the Church, new witches will be sent in for necessary training, and after graduation, they will officially become executive witches of the Church.

Mu Lin silently memorized the names and scanned the faces of her future classmates one by one, and found that many of them were wrapped in bandages: "Speaking of which... why are so many people injured?"

"You beat them."

"Huh?!" Mu Lin stood up suddenly in shock, attracting another unfriendly look.

"Don't you remember? "Nina looked at her eyes curiously.

Mu Lin shook her head desperately. No wonder people looked at her like that when she entered the door. "What did I do?" She asked cautiously.

"It's nothing serious." Nina touched her chin and began to count, "It's just that I smashed the temple, destroyed the garden, injured nearly half of the people, and snatched their male god in public."

That's all? Mu Lin's heart sank. She felt that her days in the academy would not be easy.