As a traitor, I should raise the banner of rebellion

But he did not expect that the other party was actually St. Peter himself.

Or, part of it?

If the Twelve Apostles were completed in order, it would be hard to imagine that the leader, Saint Peter, was a senior student who was only one year older than him.

Of course, if it's just pretending to be young, that's another matter...

At this moment, in the pitch-black darkness in front of Yuan Hui, three hazy ghost-like figures emerged.

At first, they seemed to be shadows on the horizon, but in the blink of an eye, the three figures came closer and stood in front of Yuanhui and on his left and right sides.

Yuan Hui wanted to look up to see the three people, but found that he could no longer raise his eyes.

He could only keep his head down, like a criminal awaiting trial.

As if to deepen this impression, the monks on both sides grabbed Yuanhui's arms.

"I ask you, why don't you turn the stones into food so you can eat your food?"

A sound like two stone slabs rubbing against each other was heard on Yuanhui's right, and the monk on the right asked him this question coldly.

Wait, that's the question?!

Although he was a little confused at first, Yuanhui immediately realized what the other party was asking.

In the Bible, the Messiah was led by the Holy Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted by the devil.

He fasted for forty days and forty nights, and then the devil said to him, "If you are the Son of God, take these stone foods."

This is a very famous story in the Bible, called the temptation in the wilderness.

Can anyone who is familiar with the Bible escape the power of St. Peter?

Yuan Hui subconsciously felt that it was not that simple, but he still answered according to what the book said:

“Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.”

result--

"Wrong!" the monk on the right shouted, and then Yuanhui's right arm was immediately twisted to a completely unnatural direction.

But Yuanhui felt no pain.

The moment the monk on the right shouted, he had completely lost the feeling in the right half of his body.

At this moment, he was actually no different from a hemiplegic patient.

Yuanhui barely supported his body with his left half, trying his best to adapt to this strange feeling of imbalance.

He clearly answered using the original text of the Bible, but was criticized as a fallacy...

Does this mean that I have to answer all three questions correctly?

At this moment, the monk on the left also asked the same question in the same voice:

"Why not jump off the top of the palace and show people the miracle?"

"Because 'You shall not tempt the Lord your God.'"

"Wrong!" The left side of the body followed the right side.

Now Yuanhui completely lost control of his body, and the only physical feeling left was the part above the neck.

The feeling was very strange, a bit like accidentally stepping into a swamp with only your head floating outside.

At this moment, the monk in front came in front of Yuanhui, she stretched out her hand and clamped his throat.

Unlike the wrinkled old arms of the monks on both sides, this monk's hands were smooth, soft, and white, sparkling with youthful luster.

With the "help" of this monk, Yuanhui was finally able to raise his head and look directly at her face.

She is Sarah Bird.

The student council president of Saint Eden Academy was leaning over Genki.

Their heads were so close that Genki could even see his own reflection in those crystal blue eyes.

"If you bow down and worship me, I will give you all of this." Sharan looked at the boy who was still staring at her without showing any weakness, and spoke to Yuanhui in a leisurely tone, "Why do you refuse?"

"For 'You shall worship the Lord your God, and Him only shall you serve'."

"wrong."

Sharan shook her head gently and made the final judgment without hesitation:

"All three questions are wrong, which proves that you have not passed the test."

"Therefore, I sentence you—"

"guilty!"

After Sharan made such a verdict, a sudden and violent echo rang out in the dark world, as if there were thousands and thousands of people hiding in the darkness, watching this trial.

This huge and expanding sound wave surged from all directions like a tide, and finally condensed into a solid entity in Sharan's hand.

A luxurious silver key appeared in her hand.

Then, Sharan stabbed it into Yuanhui's chest without hesitation.

There was no blood and no pain.

That was originally just a conceptual "key" and would not cause any harm to Yuanhui's body.

"Keng."

This is the sound of a key being inserted into a lock.

"Click."

This is the sound of the lock being opened by the key.

After the voice was heard, Sharan pulled her hand out of Yuanhui's chest, and the key disappeared.

The darkness instantly fled in all directions, and the figures of the monks on both sides also quickly disappeared after stretching up and down. Only Sharan Bordolu in front of Yuanhui was still standing in front of him, still looking at him quietly with her blue eyes.

This place has turned back into the student council president's office.

The instant return of the sense of control over the whole body, this feeling of suddenly becoming a normal person from a high-level paraplegic, made Yuanhui a little uncomfortable for a moment. His body staggered, as if he would fall on the carpet at any time.

"Stand still."

The voice of Saran Birdo reached Yuanhui's ears.

After that, his body actually stood up straight without any shaking at all.

This is not the influence of Yuanhui's proactive ideas.

Compared to Yuan Shihui himself, his body seemed more inclined to obey Sharan Birdo's orders!

Looking at the boy's eyes that were slightly widened in surprise, the girl who reigned over Saint Eden Academy showed a smile as unbridled as a queen.

"You guessed it right. [Quo Vadis] is a stigma that can control others."

"From today on—"

"You are my slave now."

41. Yuan Hui was tortured in every way

Generally speaking, smaller groups tend to be more united, and larger groups tend to be more likely to split into different factions.

This is true of people, and also of weird things.

The camp that Yuan Hui is in now can be said to be the largest and most ferocious weird group. It is not difficult to understand that there are differences in the concepts of its members, and even that they are completely different from each other.

"Is this what the higher-ups mean?" Yuan Hui was slightly feeling the various sensations of loss and recovery. He didn't know if it was a psychological factor, but compared to usual, he always felt some inexplicable lag, as if a few grains of sand were mixed into a bearing that was originally running smoothly.

"Let you take away my freedom so that I can follow the steps you planned?"

As early as the day Gabriel told him everything, he thought he would be treated like this immediately.

He is the last of the twelve apostles, and only after he becomes the apostle Judas can the Book of Revelation be launched.

Putting myself in his shoes, if he were 'that adult', there is no way he would let such an important person escape from his control.

It is necessary to add various types of insurance as much as possible.

To be honest, after being tied up by Sharan, Yuan Hui finally felt the reality that "it turns out that he is really a member of a huge terrorist organization that wants to destroy the world."

This even made him feel a little emotional——

Well, this feels right.

"Not really." A hint of amusement flashed across Sharan's face. "My superiors didn't ask me to do so. You can regard what I did just now as a personal grudge."

Personal grudge?

Yuan Hui had never seen this student council president who was said to be from Italy before, and even on campus, the two had no intersection.

The two even met for the first time today!

So the "personal grudge" that Sharan mentioned only refers to...

Was it a feud between Peter and Judas?

Peter was the beloved disciple of the Messiah, while Judas was the one who betrayed the Messiah. If we take this into consideration, it is inevitable that Peter hated Judas to the core.

Is this the "personal grudge" that Saran mentioned?

If this is true, Yuanhui may have to carefully consider whether other apostles will have the same attitude towards him.

Of course, the most important thing now is to get myself out of this inexplicable state.

The air in the student council president's office suddenly became hot, and the fluffy carpet under Yuan Hui's feet instantly looked squashed, as if humbly making way for some kind of existence that was about to arrive...

however--

"Stop." Sarantan opened her mouth slightly and uttered words like an order quietly.

After that, the [Blood Field] that was supposed to appear in the real world was stuck.

"In terms of status, [Blood Field] is at the same level as [Where Are You Going], or even one level higher." Sharan poked Yuan Hui's face teasingly with her white and tender fingers, "However, the outcome of a battle cannot be determined by simply comparing levels and positions."

"You are not a crude monster that can only control the body. Even your mind is now mine."

Just like what Sharan said, [Where Are You Going] actually did not have any impact on the [Blood Field]. As long as Yuanhui wanted, he could still unfold the land covered with red and black.

But [Where are you going] can make Yuanhui "not want to think".

This is the reason why [Blood Field] failed to unfold.

"The control of [Where Are You Going] is absolute. It is better to realize this as soon as possible and give up."

After snorting softly, the blonde, blue-eyed Italian girl turned around and walked towards the seat of the student council president.

And Yuanhui had no choice but to follow her closely.

"Next, you will do what a slave should do."

……

……

What was life like for a slave?

If you ask different people this question, you will probably get all kinds of strange and varied answers.

But if we explore the common points of these answers, there may be only one, that is -

It must be miserable.

Yuan Hui originally thought so too.

He was even mentally prepared to be ordered around and insulted by Sharan, but the reality was a little different from what he thought.

Although it was basically just a matter of her words, Sharan Birdlu did not physically torture Yuanhui, nor did she insult him mentally.

She just...

"The so-called slave's job is to assist you in completing the daily affairs of the Student Union?" Looking at the thick stack of documents in front of him, Yuan Hui's mouth twitched slightly.

At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in the office, and there was even a cup of cocoa that was slightly steaming next to his right hand.

This cup of cocoa was actually made by Sharan Birdo herself after she had ‘asked’ him about his preferences…

By the way, there was also a thick pile of documents on the desk in front of Sharan Birdo, and it was about three times thicker than the one in front of Yuanhui.