Fanatics of the Magic Academy

Rose decided to find some corpses to sell in order to support her future housing needs, borrowing magic books, and getting through the winter.

They've gone back to their old ways, that's what they say.

However, it's true that he can't do anything else given his current situation.

The problem is that Rose had recently cleaned up a bunch of corpses near where Joel was.

Even if some new ones are refreshed now, the number is probably not very large.

Rose decided to retrieve the body from a place further away from where Joel was.

That is, near the soup kitchen, the body was sold to the soup kitchen manager.

Mr. Valentine Hope.

According to the information previously obtained from Hans, the only organizations that collect corpses, besides the medical department of the magic academy for research, are Mr. Hope's place.

Of course, these days, thanks to his short stature and [Wind Network Perception],

Rose knew that the shooting range also collected corpses.

However, they are relatively wealthy and can directly collect bodies from the police station or other body collection agencies.

There are no channels for homeless people like them.

Moreover, according to Rossai's understanding, the archery ranges in this world, besides their recreational function,

It also serves as a functional attribute for testing the power of magic.

Some magicians are testing the accuracy and power of their magic at the shooting range.

Forehead......

As for why the shooting range needed to collect the bodies, Rossai felt that it was obvious without him saying so.

This is obvious and self-evident.

Rose had a fairly good impression of Valentine Hope.

Because the first time I went to the soup kitchen, it was Mr. Hope who served me the soup.

He took advantage of his young age to cover his own shortcomings.

Then, he encountered a gangster named Huo Jie in the vicinity, who also wanted to sell corpses to him.

Seeing that she was young, she worried that having a large amount of cash would make it difficult to hide some, spend some, and make payments.

He even gave himself some spare change.

This is a very meticulous person.

Rose then set off for the area near Valentine Hopena.

On the way, Rose noticed that several people had piled up firewood and fuel in the street.

Rose frowned, somewhat puzzled.

Are they going to burn something?

Rose glanced at the approximate location; it was very close to the civilian area.

Rose paused for a couple of seconds, then left.

Then we headed to the soup kitchen.

Rose lived far from the soup kitchen because there were too many homeless people near it, and Rose was afraid of revealing her identity as a believer.

On the contrary, he lived closer to Joel's place.

So he used to sell corpses through Joel.

As Rose walked, she activated [Wind Network Perception].

Perception spread with the wind, and information from all directions gathered in the mind.

Translating the runes in my mind into a three-dimensional image, I perceived my surroundings as if my soul had left my body.

Rose quickly marked three bodies.

He then went to find Valentine Hope, and he knocked on Valentine Hope's door.

Hope opened the door, saw it was Rose, and paused for a moment.

Rose said:

"Mr. Hope, I've discovered several bodies."

Hope paused for a moment when she saw Rose, a barely perceptible look of surprise in her eyes.

He then nodded, turned around, changed his clothes, and pushed out a small cart that looked similar to Joel's.

Hope gestured for Rose to lead the way, and Rose led Hope to the bodies.

When they reached the last body, Mr. Hope went up to examine it.

The experienced Rose immediately recognized that the corpse had died from consuming the enhancement agent.

Similarly, his heightened sense of reason, coupled with his keen observation skills, led him to notice something unusual about the corpse.

The corpse had an extra eye on its face and small tentacles dangling from its neck.

Rose's heart sank. Oh no, the value of this corpse was going to be reduced.

Mr. Hope checked it over, a smile spreading across his face. He smiled at the racetrack:

"Not bad, I can give you 200 marks for this corpse."

Rose was stunned, her thoughts instantly disrupted.

When the homeless men nearby heard about the 200 marks, their cloudy eyes lit up.

They looked Rose up and down, but with Hope present, they couldn't make a move.

However, it is foreseeable that as soon as Hope leaves, these people will swarm him.

In fact, Rose didn't care about their gazes; to him now, these homeless people posed no threat.

What truly caught Rose's attention was that the body, which had been sold to Joel for a maximum of only about 20 marks.

Hope actually gave 200 marks.

Rose remembered what Joel had told him earlier...

However, Rosey wasn't the only one to notice this gaze; Hope did too.

Hope also noticed the gazes of those people.

He frowned slightly and glanced at Rose.

Then, regarding the Luo racetrack:

"Sorry, I don't have enough money on me. Come home with me and I'll get you some."

Rose judged Hope's intention; he was helping Rose out of a predicament.

Rose felt a warmth in her heart.

Although Rose didn't need it, in Hope's eyes,

Rose is just a 6-year-old child, facing so many malicious stares.

The outcome is self-evident.

Rose nodded and helped Hope put the body onto the cart.

Then he followed Hope back to Hope's home.

Hope carried the body into the warehouse, then went into the kitchen, brought out two cups of tea, and handed them to Rose.

After thanking him, Rosey took a sip and put the cup on the table.

Rose smiled like a child and said:

"Thank you, Mr. Hope."

Hope smiled kindly after seeing Rose drink the water.

"Yes, you're welcome."

Rose looked on with innocent confusion and asked Hope:

"Mr. Hope, why did you give me so much money for that corpse?"

I sold this corpse to the medical department of the magic academy, and they only gave me 20 marks.

"If it's you, just give me 200 marks!"

Rose, mimicking Tiana, emphasized the amount of 200 marks in a strange tone.

Hope glanced at Rose with some surprise, then said:

"Because that person died from the enhancer I gave him, and his mutation is very valuable to me."

Rose's expression froze in the face of Hope's blunt and undisguised words.

He instantly realized what was happening and dropped his childlike act.

Use your right hand to press on your throat to induce vomiting of the water you drank earlier.

Hope's interest in Rosset grew even stronger as she watched his movements.

"You're incredibly intelligent for your age. What do you know? Do you know why those corpses were in that state?"

"And that reaction speed and decisiveness, it really doesn't seem like a 6-year-old child."

"vomit!"

Watching Rosey struggle to vomit, Hope smiled and shook her head, saying:

"It's no use. The medicine in the tea can penetrate the whole body through the mucous membranes. The moment you put it in your mouth, you've already been inevitably affected."

As soon as Hope finished speaking, Rose's body collapsed to the ground.

Rose felt herself becoming very strange, her consciousness was being constantly suppressed, yet she was also very clear-headed.

He felt that he had lost consciousness, but he could still clearly perceive the outside world and even perceive the outside world.

Hope continued:

"This is a dissociative neuroanesthesia drug. You will feel your self-awareness being constantly suppressed, but you will still be able to clearly perceive the external environment."

It can even react and unconditionally obey external commands; that is, if I tell you to do something, you will do it.

Hope stood up, looking at Rose as if she were a new toy or a treasure, a twisted smile spreading across her kind face:

"Hahaha, I thought you'd die in the slums after I let you go. I'm so lucky you're still alive!"

He crossed his arms, a sickly, blissful, and fanatical smile on his face, and continued:

"I'll dress you in little dresses, I'll bathe you, I'll hold you while you sleep, I'll love you! I love you so much! You're a gift from heaven!"

At that moment, Hope noticed that Rose was using her last bit of consciousness to say something.

Hope leaned closer and listened to Rose whispering:

"You old dog, you son of a bitch..."

Seeing Rose's reaction made Hope laugh in exasperation.

A ferocious expression appeared on his aged face:

"Okay, okay, I will pamper you."

Hope grabbed Rose and tried to lift her up.

however,

His hand reached into the air, but before it touched Rose,

Instead, Rose's hand was grabbed by his.

Rose slowly raised her head.

The whites of his eyes were already covered with golden blood vessels.

The azure pupils transformed into vertical pupils.

His gilded, vertical pupils stared intently at Hope.

Those eyes seemed sharper than a knife.

Rosell, after the liberation of materialism,

With the physical control that comes with high levels of faith,

To take complete control of the body.

The hypnotic and disruptive effects of drugs on reason and the nervous system.

They were all exempted by the "fervent materialists".

The familiar sound of the control panel came to Rose's mind.

[Your sanity is crumbling! Currently at -2!]

[Fanatical materialists are exempt from this dissociation, forcibly locking their rationality to 0; -2 rationality is converted into 2 points of faith.]

Your sanity has crumbled, and your faith has grown increasingly fanatical!