The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

However, Dekan felt he had done a good deed.

This will definitely help Ice Princess overcome her social anxiety.

Another small detail of doing good deeds every day.

Now that Ice Princess has settled things, it's time to check her spoils.

Dekan walked back to Isabel's side as if taking a stroll.

Previously, Dekan felt that it was inappropriate to have Isabel dressed like that and squatting with her head in her hands.

So they made her kneel.

She was kneeling on the ground, her hands covering her head, her head buried deep inside.

That way, others won't be able to see her face.

"How are you feeling? Any better?"

Dekan is like a "gentle boy who sees a heartbroken older sister on the roadside and goes to comfort her."

Isabel raised her head shakily, her teeth grinding together, but tears still welled up in her eyes.

Her hatred and fear of Dekan had reached their peak.

Due to the contract, Isabel was unable to muster the will to attack Dekan.

She had to strictly follow any orders Dekan gave her.

But she is still able to think for herself and act according to her own will without disobeying orders.

Therefore, she felt that she still had a chance to get rid of Dekan and regain her freedom through the Church of Resurrection!

"What exactly are you...?"

However, Isabel just couldn't understand this problem.

And no matter how harmless Dekan may seem now, she no longer considers him a human being.

“What a kind-hearted young man! You have been moved by my noble character and are now completely convinced of my worth. Is there any problem?”

Dekan smiled calmly.

These absurd words clearly angered Isabel.

Even if you can control my body and mind, you can't control my will. I would rather die than willingly become your lackey!

Isabel shouted through gritted teeth.

"Hehe, it's great that you can be so unruly. If you pretended to be obedient, it would actually scare me a little."

Dekan smiled and shook his head.

"Unfortunately, I don't quite understand the meaning of 'lackey.' Could you please explain it to me?"

As Dekan finished speaking.

Isabel involuntarily braced herself on the ground with her hands and then kicked her legs.

"Oh, so this is what a dog is? You're quite the actor, aren't you?"

"Go to hell!! You can torture me or kill me, but you can't humiliate me!"

Isabel was about to resist when she found herself running on all fours, her mind and body moving out of control, occasionally letting out a clear barking sound.

After running around once, she returned to the same spot and knelt down on the ground.

Just like a puppy waiting for its owner to give it a command.

When she finally realized what she had just done, her face turned bright red, and hot tears filled with shame and anger began to flow again.

"Ugh, kill me..."

Isabel couldn't control her sobs.

Under the power of this contract, her resistance seemed utterly ridiculous.

"Huh? What are you talking about? If it were that easy to die at my hands, wouldn't even demons have nothing to fear from me?"

Dekan seemed to have heard something absurd and laughed, and shook his head with a sneer.

He then stared at Isabel and smiled without saying a word.

Although Dekan's pupils were as bright as sapphires at that moment, his gaze still sent chills down Isabel's spine.

There was a smile on his lips, but no smile in his eyes!

Isabel recalled those golden eyes and the phantom of the demon, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her tears flowing even more freely.

"I've made up my mind. Since you like to use the word 'lackey' so much, you'll be my lackey from now on."

After Dekan finished speaking, Isabel lost control of her body again and started jogging on the ground.

This time, she didn't feel the shame she had before; perhaps some parts of her heart had become numb.

But she felt even more ashamed of her numbness.

"Oh dear, maybe you didn't feel anything because there were too few people around. If I hung a sign around your neck that said 'Isabel,' and then let you wander around Tristine City for a whole time, hmm, you'd definitely be considered a pervert, right? Then I'd have you return to the Church of Resurrection and show the bishops your wonderful performance. If they saw you doing something so shameful, they'd probably use the entire church to hunt you down!"

Dekan said with a hint of sarcasm.

"No! No! I'm willing to serve you!"

Dekan's proposal clearly frightened her.

"Not sincere enough."

Dekan shook his index finger.

And the orders placed on Isabel were lifted.

He remained silent, seemingly waiting for Isabel to figure out a way to swear allegiance that would satisfy him.

After a while.

Isabel bit her lip, seemingly going through an internal struggle, before finally trembling slightly and taking action. Hesitantly, she slowly lay down on the ground, tears of humiliation streaming down her face, before getting up on her own.

However, Dekan simply placed his hand near his ear, closed his eyes, and turned his head to the side, as if listening intently to something.

"Woof..."

Dekan finally showed a satisfied expression.

"Very good! I do prefer to persuade people with virtue. Who would want to use torture if they could avoid it? It's so much better to be able to reason with people."

"We have plenty of time for the specific tutorials; this is just the first lesson of the semester."

"Let's complete your first task first."

After saying that, Dekan smiled and handed a magic card to Isabel.

It was the [Extreme Long-Range Communication Magic] that Dekan retrieved from Chloix.

Dekan: "Later, do as I say and contact Bishop Evans of Ruin."

Isabel: "What do you want to do?"

Dekan: "It's high noon, time to send Evans on his way."

Isabel thought she had misheard and cried out in panic, "Don't do anything foolish! You can't imagine how powerful the Archbishop of Destruction is! I don't want to die with you!"

"Ok?"

"Wang."

Dekan didn't explain much to Isabel.

He simply turned his head to look at the [Demon King of Annihilation] who was being suppressed in the distance.

The Demon King of Destruction continues to roar angrily from time to time.

but.

Unlike before.

A terrifying mask has appeared on its body at some point!

It is clearly Dekan's [Cursed Soul Mask].

The Cursed Soul Mask prevents enemy summons from being unsummoned.

It also consumes double the mana.

This brings us to another system by Dekan besides the pain feedback stream.

Mana evaporation flow.

"O Bishop of Ruin, how dare you place such a powerful eighth-tier monster in front of me?"

Dekan chuckled coldly twice.

"Just wait and see if I mess you up or not."

Chapter 131: The Chapter Where Dekan Disconnected

It is located 100 kilometers away from Tristan.

It was noon, but the sky seemed to be shrouded in reddish-brown smog, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

The original town has been reduced to ruins, filled with the smoke and remnants of war. Beneath the collapsed houses lie charred limbs and severed bodies, dried or evaporated blood, and the air reeks of blood.

The entire town has now become a complete hell, filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Above a cluster of crumbling buildings on the edge of town, a red-haired priest stands silently atop a jet-black dragon.

He looked down at the silver-armored female knight battling a giant monster on the ground, a faint smile on his face.

The female knight's face was already stained with blood and ash, and her holy armor, which had originally radiated a hazy glow, was now much dimmer.

Compared to the disheveled female knight, Archbishop Evans of Ruin not only didn't break a sweat, but his clothes weren't even torn.

His calm and composed demeanor was completely out of place in this scorching inferno; he seemed to be enjoying afternoon tea with ease.

Only a few larger mansions remain standing in the entire town.

But in.