What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 97-96- Reach the pinnacle and kill the chicken.

By condensing the soul-eating energy into a thin line and then shooting it out, is it possible to silence the target at an ultra-long distance?
This also seems to require extremely strong control ability. After all, the demon-devouring energy is very violent, but his is a little different.

The calmer the energy, the easier it is to manipulate.

Duomi summoned some of the soul-eating energy and tried to condense it.

This is not difficult. Children all know how to put the scattered pieces of plasticine together to form a whole piece of plasticine.

But as long as he exerts a little force to stretch this ball of soul-devouring energy, it will instantly fall apart and cannot maintain a linear state for a long time.

This is probably the problem Duomi will face.

There is adhesion between energies, and this adhesion depends on one's own control over them. Once the control is insufficient, the adhesion will decrease exponentially, and it will collapse like a bridge without connecting devices.

In the final analysis, if he wants to achieve what he imagined, he must activate his mental power. Having mental power is equivalent to increasing his control in disguise.

The current thirty points of mental power are obviously not enough, but it is still no problem to spread the forbidden magic field within a ten centimeter radius centered on oneself.

It’s just that it’s better not to do it.

"The future is long..."

Just let it grow slowly over time. There is no point in rushing it now.

In the next day, Duomi had nothing to do, and everything seemed to be back on track.

Before starting the devil training in the afternoon, absorb the energy of the phalanges.

When the time comes, go down and find Altaïr to be tortured.

Still in the dark room with only a beam of light, Altaïr stood in the beam, hiding himself in the darkness.

Relying on pure physical fitness and assassination skills, without using any other means, he launched a sneak attack on Altaïr.

It has to be said that the assassination skills of a generation of grandmasters have indeed improved a lot compared to before.

Duomi felt that an adult could easily be killed with a single knife, as long as the other person was prepared and armed.

This feeling is very strange, like the self-confidence developed by being immersed in the field of assassination for many years. As long as you take action, there is no one who cannot be killed.

Of course, if the gap in strength is too great, it will have to be calculated separately.

Altaïr is probably the person who understands these changes the most.

Every few days, he could feel that Duomi was getting stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye, with ruthless attacks and tricky angles, as if he had been measured with a ruler and compass, with almost no difference.

During the fight, countless sparks erupted from the friction between daggers. After Domi used his fists, Altaïr left the beam more than once due to necessary movement.

Even when fighting in the shadows, the intensity does not weaken at all.

Dominic...it's like he was born for this business!
How many months has this little guy been involved in this business?If we are at such a level now, will we be able to do it in the future?

I'm afraid even he can't compare, right?

If Altaïr's thoughts were known to Domi, he would definitely put Altaïr's mind at ease.

Upgrading from a first-generation grandmaster to Shuo Gu Zhenjin requires a full 100 villain points, and from Shuo Gu Zhenjin to reaching the top requires another 1000 villain points. How many chosen people must he crush to reach this number? …

Therefore, Altaïr, who already possessed the ultimate assassination skill, had no need to panic. It was just that his growth rate was too frightening.

Soon, a period of training was over.

Just when Domi was packing up and about to leave, Altaïr suddenly stopped him and asked him to go to the tavern to find him after packing up.

Domi had already changed into his own clothes and arrived at the tavern on the top floor of the underground. He saw Altaïr already sitting in front of the bar. He found a seat next to him.

"A glass of Sirocco Super Vodka."

"Hey, why is a kid drinking such strong wine? Give him a glass of boiled water."

Altaïr was not a person who liked wine tasting. He only liked the burning sensation of strong alcohol entering his throat and then pouring into his stomach. He drank all the alcohol in one sip.

He let out an extremely happy sigh, waited for a while, then stared at the empty glass and said:

"Trash, you're out of trouble."

"To be honest, when Carlos asked me to train you, I thought it would take ten years to train you, but I never thought that vacation would come so quickly."

"Your assassination skills, physical fitness, and thinking have all met the graduation requirements. I can't teach you anything anymore. You have to walk the rest of the way on your own."

"Artai...you mean, I don't have to come here anymore?"

As soon as these words came out, the other members in the tavern all looked at them in unison.

It has been a while since Duomi came here. Although this place is like a cram school, Duomi always goes to the pub to have fun with them before leaving after training.

They still remember Domi’s favorite Sirocco Super Vodka, which is brewed from grapes. Its rich aroma and slight acidity, coupled with his generous drinking method, always win their unanimous approval.

Now, this precious drinking buddy is about to leave them, and it's hard not to regret it.

"Of course you no longer have to force yourself to train here, but the door is always open."

Altaïr waved his hand in relief and reluctance: "Get out of here, stay here as an eyesore."

"Don't forget to exercise regularly after you go back. Once you relax, you will become a real loser."

When he returned to the castle, he looked back at the secret passage leading to the underground world, as if he was in another world.

"I will come back often..."

Carlos and the maids weren't going to give him high-strength vodka.But this can be considered a good thing. At least he will have more time to allocate freely in the future, no matter what he does.

Maybe even Carlos didn't expect that he could graduate so quickly.

For the free time in the future, Duomi's plan is simple and clear - spend time in the library.

Although this is just the family's internal library, the mountaintop castle library is ranked high in the country and is known as one of the places with the richest collection of books.

Ordinary people can spend their entire lives unable to read the books inside.

It is like a huge treasure waiting to be discovered.

The famous books he had read before were all about literature and philosophy. In fact, there were famous books in various fields, and there were countless books on magic. He still had a lot of knowledge to learn.

But before he officially began to immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge, he still needed to do one thing.

He wandered around the castle and finally found out about Catherine's whereabouts. The maid who was on the same shift as her said that Catherine had just finished her morning shift. She probably just came out of the public bath and went to her room.

Domi immediately went to Catherine's room and knocked on the door. Sure enough, familiar footsteps came from inside.

"Who?"

"it's me."

She opened the door and looked: "Domi, is something okay?"

"Remember that time you waited for me to come back for two days in a row? I said I would make it up to you if I had the chance. Look, the opportunity just came."

However, Catherine just shook her head and said: "Domi, that is my responsibility. You have no obligation to compensate me. If there is nothing else, I have to rest first."

"Hey wait!"

The moment she closed the door, Duomi reached out and pulled the door panel. The strength of his hand was actually stronger than Catherine's, making it impossible for her to move the door panel again.

"I haven't had a decent rest after working for so long. Why don't I give you a small massage package? It can effectively relieve fatigue."

"massage?"

She looked at Duomi suspiciously, but the look in his eyes didn't look like he was talking nonsense.

Speaking of which, she did have some back pain recently. It is better to say that it is an old problem. Over the years, her waist and back will have a dull pain from time to time. In severe cases, it will be difficult to sleep the whole night.

If Duomi really knows how to massage, it's not impossible... Anyway, it's most likely just a child's wish and a few pinches.

Looking at Duomi's firm eyes, Catherine sighed and let him in.

"Okay, masseuse, how do I need to cooperate with you?"

"Lie on your back on the bed."

"Ah?" Catherine was startled. Aren't regular massages done by sitting on a chair?Why lie down in bed?

"This, this...this massage, is it serious?"

"Don't worry, this is my original way of killing a chicken. You have to lie on the bed. Don't worry."

Catherine finally did as Domi asked.

He also took off his clothes, leaving only a thin layer of shirt and pajamas.

And because the mountain peaks are too upright, I feel a little chest tight when I lie down, so it doesn’t feel very comfortable.

But everything changed when Domi put his hand on her back for the first time.

Those little hands were so powerful, and the position of each press was just right. Although it hurt a little, after the pain was over, there was a stream of relief, as if the muscles had been stretched.

It was so sour and refreshing that it was simply indescribable, or it was so refreshing that I couldn't even speak.

Promote blood circulation, relieve muscle soreness, and relax muscles!
As a result, Catherine's originally cold face suddenly turned rosy, with a look of enjoyment on her face, and she let out a few slight gasps from time to time.

"Here... it's light... it's wrong... the point is~"

"is this OK?"

"More emphasis, it's so comfortable, please use your full strength..."

"correct!"

After the back is the waist, then the thighs, calves and soles of the feet.

Authentic Thai-style chicken with horse and chicken, the highest quality, guaranteed to be delicious!

Sure enough, after Domi's full set of services, Catherine fell asleep without even realizing it.

Indeed, when people are extremely relaxed, all the fatigue that has been accumulated for a long time will be released.

Catherine has been working diligently from the beginning to the end of the year. Not only is she strict with herself, she also serves as the head maid and has to manage other maids. The burden on her is not ordinary, so it is no wonder she is so tired.

Domi moved Catherine to the right position and covered her with the quilt to prevent her from catching a cold.

Looking at her sleeping face, she looked just like a little girl, not as cold and arrogant as before.

"I'm satisfied with my compensation..."

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