Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

Koz nodded and walked towards another classroom, but his mind was thinking about something else.

Why doesn't he touch my head? Is it because I've grown up?

Adults may feel ashamed to be touched on the head, but he is only a few days old and is still a child.

……

"Use your power with caution," Wop warned sternly. "Psionics is both a gift and a curse. If you can't control your power, it will destroy you and even the world!"

"Why?" Sevatar asked.

Wop looked at the boy. He was the son of Leon, the leader of the Blood Claw Gang, Yago Sevitarion.

Many families in Dichao inherited their names. For example, if the father is called Old John, the son will be called Little John, without a surname. This is because they have no education and are unable to give their children other names.

The Blood Claw Gang is different. Their surname inheritance is based on status.

"What do you mean?"

"Why do you want to teach me? Wouldn't it be better for you if I died?" Sevatar questioned him.

"It was up to Coze. He decided to give you a chance, and you chose to take it. That's why you're still alive and can stand here and question me."

"Shouldn't I hate you?" he cried. "They killed my father!"

"Shouldn't your father have died? How many other people's fathers did he kill?" Wop said calmly, "I don't care whether you hate us or not. I only care whether the world can become a better place. Now, sit down and listen."

Sevatar sat down unwillingly and raised his hand.

"Sevata-san."

"Why is psychic power dangerous?" asked Sevatar.

"Psykers use psychic powers by drawing energy from the Warp, but there are countless evil entities in the Warp. Every time you use psychic powers, you attract the attention of these evil entities, just like a torch shining in the darkness."

"They will bewitch you, lure you into corruption with empty promises, devour your soul, occupy your body, and enter the real universe to feast on it."

"Don't try to get them to avenge you," Wop said.

"I'm not stupid." Sevatar muttered.

It was hard to say, Wop looked away.

……

"goodbye teacher."

Sevatar stood and bowed.

"At least he's a real teacher, just like Teacher Dorothy." Sevatar muttered as he watched Wop leave.

Did he really hate them?

Maybe, but he knew that his father was a scumbag, and Teacher Dorothy had taught them long ago to be useful to society.

He believed in Teacher Dorothy because she really wanted the best for them.

Gangsters are obviously not useful to society. He also hated his father's depravity and the cruelty of the Blood Claw Gang.

His psychic talent is very strong, so strong that he can hardly control it. He can always hear the whispers of the dead, their painful wails before death and their hatred for the Blood Claw Gang. He can also hear his father's thoughts. He is well aware of the darkness and cruelty of the Blood Claw Gang.

But when his father died, he was still filled with sadness, because he was his father after all.

If he escapes from their pursuit, he will definitely seek revenge.

But they didn't kill him, and even taught him carefully, which made him realize that what they did might be right.

Sevatar was walking on the road, he was going to go back to rest and digest what he had learned today.

But he was blocked by a man who was much taller than him. Sevatar stopped in fear. It was this man who killed his father.

Koz: "Follow me."

Sevatar lowered his head and followed Koz willingly.

Chapter 16 Father and Son

"Why don't you use a gun?" Tova Thor bravely asked the boy walking in front.

Sevatar looked at the boy with a broken wrist. He was a deformed child, born without a hand.

But he was also lucky because his hands did not turn into tentacles like Ben's, so he did not have to be executed by his father.

He held a laser gun in one hand and tried to straighten it with his deformed arm while Fili loaded the gun for him.

"Enough deaths have occurred in the Bottom Nest. What I bring to them is hope and new life."

Koz answered him, but none of them understood.

"Why is it that killing someone for us means death, but killing someone for you means hope?"

Sevatar ridiculed him, but he regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth. Coze was not as easy to talk to as Wop. Would he be killed?

Coates: "I like the way you think about things, but it's hard for you to understand me at your current level of understanding."

Sevatar asked in frustration, "Why?"

"What do you think Bottom Nest is missing?"

Sevatar: "Morality? That's a luxury only the upper class have."

This word was taught to him by his teacher Dorothy.

"It's order." Coze explained seriously, "Even the worst order is better than no order. Order can regulate people's behavior."

"If you say so, then isn't the Blood Claw Gang also a form of order?"

"It's order, but I can bring them better order."

Sevatar said sarcastically: "Does killing people mean a better order?"

"The more chaotic the world is, the more it needs strict order. When order cannot restrain people, only death can."

"Who are we going to kill?" Ben held two daggers in his deformed tentacles, looking nervous.

His hands prevented him from using the gun, and he felt like a burden.

"Everyone, everyone who does evil."

Curze walked into a dark alley where a scavenger was cornered by five Blood Claws, who were hunting.

The Blood Claw Gang has been destroyed and all its core members are dead, but Wop has closed the camp and these peripheral members are still unaware of it.

Fili and Ben followed Curze. Sevatar grabbed Thor, who was about to follow them, and whispered, "Thor, are you really going to listen to him? He killed everyone!"

Thor looked up at the boy who was much taller than him and said seriously, "My father died a long time ago. He wasn't a good man, and neither are the Blood Claws. Although I don't know what they're going to do, I don't think what they're going to do will be worse than what the Blood Claws are going to do, right?"

He followed after him, leaving Sevatar standing there in a daze.

Yeah, Thor is different from him.

They were all educated by Teacher Dorothy and they could tell right from wrong.

But Thor and Curze had no grudge against him for killing his father. He did not hate them, but was grateful to them.

Because after they came, Thor, who had been discriminated against in the gang, lived a better life than before.

What about him?

Sevatar didn't know that he walked into the alley in a daze. Koz killed one of them, and the others fell in a pool of blood, whimpering in pain.

"Kill them," Curze said.

Sevatar knew he was talking to them. Thor took action first and shot a man's head with a laser gun.

Ben slit a man's throat with two knives, and Fili walked up to a man in fear and put the scrap gun to his forehead.

"I'm sorry," she said.

The bullet pierced his head, and his brains splattered all over her clothes and respirator.

In fact, she could use a better laser gun, but this scrap gun was the first gun seized by Curze. This gun can prove that she was the first person to follow Wop and Curze.

Everyone looked at Sevatar, who glared back angrily.

"Why are you looking at me? Do you think I don't dare to kill anyone?"

He slashed the last man's neck with a knife, and the splattering blood stained his clothes red.

Sevatar glanced at Curze and snorted.

The rescued man showed no gratitude; he huddled in the corner, shivering.

Koz: "You can go now."

"Who are you?" The man looked at the tall, pale, fierce-eyed boy with a trembling voice.

Coz saw a lot from him, and saw his child who was dying of hunger at home.

I saw the dark rule of fear and oppression, but I also saw a bright future full of hope.

"Midnight Haunter," Curze said. "We are the Midnight Haunter, we are the new order of the Underhive. You can tell everyone this: from this day forward, there will be no more murder in the Underhive."

The man was finally sure that they would not kill him. He stood up tremblingly and wanted to leave, but he looked at the corpses reluctantly.

"I haven't eaten for two days. Can I get some food? Not a lot, just a little bit will do." The man's eyes were full of pleading and greed. His greed for survival overcame his fear of death.

Koz looked at him quietly, which made the man feel uneasy, but Koz still didn't kill him. He just left the alley.

There was a rustling sound in the dark alley. It was the men stripping off their clothes and cutting their flesh with blunt knives.

"You forbid murder but not cannibalism?" Sevatar continued to taunt, enjoying it.

"Wop told me that violence and destruction can overthrow the old order, but if I want to shoulder my responsibilities, I must replace it with a new order. The bottom nest is short of food, and if I can't solve this problem, I can't change the cannibalism situation."

"Then your new order will never come into being." Sevatar was surprised that Curze would actually answer his questions seriously, but he continued to speak, "Because the Underhive will never have enough food."

Koz: "If there's nothing in the bottom nest, can't we just ask for it from the higher levels?"

"Why would those powerful people give you food?" Sevatar was unconvinced.

Coz shook his head: "I didn't expect them to listen to me."

Every death in this city is related to those powerful people. They are the root of the sins of this city, and no salvation can forgive them.

"Thank you."

The man stumbled out of the dark alley, wrapping a piece of severed meat in his clothes. Seeing that Koz had not left yet, he hurriedly stopped and thanked him.

Coze asked, "Do you know the Blood Claw Gang?"

"I won't give you up!" The man trembled with fear. He was afraid that Koz would kill him.

Coze said, "The Blood Claw Gang is gone. That place now belongs to the Night Haunter. You can send your child there. He will accept the new order there. He will get a good education and will never go hungry again."

The man looked at him suspiciously.

"What he said is true." Sevatar said coldly, "He killed my father, Sevatarion, the leader of the Blood Claw Gang."

Koz looked at him in surprise.

The man was still skeptical, but he thought of his children at home and asked timidly, "Can I join you?"

"You are guilty," Coze said. "I didn't kill you because you were about to die. Your child is also guilty. His sin is that he shares your sin, but he still has a chance to atone for it."

Chapter 17 Death Sentence

Sevatar relented.

He killed many people today, leaving corpses everywhere and blood flowing like a river.

He had cut their throats with his own hands, and the limited bullets had to be used to guard against those threatening enemies.

A group of scavenger orphans rushed over as they walked out of the dark alley, using the sharp fragments they had picked up to snatch the flesh and blood from the corpses.

The meat from those bodies will be very good because all the blood has been drained out.

Sevatar's father used to like to eat people like this. He would raise a lot of meat people in the gang, and they were all fed with corpse starch and became fat and white.

When his father wanted to eat meat, he would slit the butchers' throats and hang them upside down on hooks to let the blood drain.

Sevita admitted that meat tasted better than corpse starch.

He ate many people when he was little, but rarely ate people when he grew up, because Teacher Dorothy told him more than once that it was wrong, and because he never ate eyes, which he only did once.