Chapter 68 The Three Painful Heroes Worried They Were Too Kind

Hengshui Glory Holy Academy.

Although Arthur had never heard of such an academy, he could always sense an inexplicable great terror.

No wonder they were able to cultivate talents like Boss Anzu.

Arthur even felt that Boss Anzu's arrival at the Cult of Pain was as familiar as returning home.

The esoteric believers wake up at 5:30 in the morning. Waking up at this time in the cold weather is the most uncomfortable, but Boss Ansu always gets up at 4:30.

They were in the large mixed dormitory 201, with about ten people living in one room. An Su was the first to get up.

If that were all, it would be fine.

Ansu got up with a lot of movement, making the bed creak. If that were the case, the roommates would just bear with it. After all, they would all be colleagues in the future, so they should be considerate of each other.

Even the loud footsteps when getting dressed and walking were not a problem, they just slept when they were supposed to - until this guy took out a book and started reading in the morning.

All the roommates couldn't sleep.

"Is this guy a human?"

They were all exhausted from a whole day of training, and this guy could still get up an hour earlier to read?

'Are you the devil?'

The mental stress of the day in Dormitory 201 begins when An Su wakes up.

The second one to wake up was Liszt. He usually got up at five o'clock sharp. Since he wore diapers to sleep every night, he would go to the balcony to dry them after getting up. The smell that had been lingering all night was the second hurdle that woke up the secret believers again.

Finally, there was Arthur, who got up the latest.

As a paladin, he has perfect sleeping quality. Apart from occasional snoring, talking in his sleep from time to time, and sleeping naked, he is a normal roommate.

In his dream, he was still practicing the basic skills of the Paladin, and the symptoms manifested were punching the wall in his dream.

The students in the neighboring dormitory often responded with boxing, as if they wanted to fight Arthur, and it was often accompanied by a few passionate greetings.

Full of vitality.

The freshmen in dormitory 201 were angry but dared not speak out, after all, they knew that these three were notorious henchmen, and there were even rumors that they were the newly emerged "Three Heroes of Pain", which was frightening.

After getting up, we have to go to the morning class to gather and do morning exercises.

Anzu was always the first one to arrive. What made the Painful Cultists even more stressed was that he was reading a book while running, and even reading aloud! Could it be that he didn't feel pain?

Ansu's mental state has greatly improved since he was baptized by the Mother Goddess of Life last time, so he naturally doesn't feel tired;

He didn't feel any so-called pain at all. The intensity of the pain even made him miss his green school life and his youth, and a bright and sunny smile appeared on his face.

Army Captain Angelo, who was patrolling nearby, nodded secretly. He had been observing this young man, Ansu, for a long time. He was not a good person at a young age. He would become a social scum when he grew up. His future was bleak. This was very good.

Now he can even laugh so pervertedly while doing morning exercises. His understanding of the doctrine of pain has far surpassed that of his peers and he has reached an extremely high level of getting pleasure from pain.

The Church of Pain needs geniuses, but even more so, it needs perverts. If a person is both a genius and a pervert, his future achievements will be limitless.

As for Arthur and Lister following behind Ansu, they are also good.

One of them got up late and didn't have time to put on his clothes. He ran naked on the playground, making the believers in front and behind him look painful. The believer in front was afraid that he would run too slowly and get hit on the butt; the believer behind him was afraid that he would run too fast and get hit on the butt.

A very obvious vacuum circle formed around Arthur.

The other one was even more of a heavyweight. The freshman running behind him was under even greater pressure. Apparently, the name of the 'Painful Dog' had spread far and wide.

The freshmen behind were afraid that this vicious dog would run and mark its territory, so they drank their drinks facing the wind.

Angelo was very sure that these three people were good candidates for the Cult of Pain.

After morning exercises, it’s time to have cultural classes.

Because there was still a war going on outside, those who came to class were officers who were temporarily transferred.

The cultural courses are about the rituals of the Painful Tantra, such as the beginning of the Painful Tantra, the explanation of the original pain, the interpretation of the painful spirit of the new era, and other high-knowledge courses.

The afternoon classes are practical classes, including assassination, lurking, poisoning, killing, etc., taught personally by Sergeant Angelo.

Ansu is looking forward to these courses.

Among the seven major esoteric sects, the Cult of Pain has reached the extreme in the development of the human body. Many of its combat skills are related to simple killing. Ansu has just obtained combat skill points, which is simply like a pillow being given to someone when he is sleepy.

The training took place on the playground of the cadre school. The sun was scorching, burning the grass leaves so hard that they began to curl. After enduring the torture for the entire morning, the freshmen in the class were very tired and could not muster any energy.

Only Ansu and the other two had firm eyes and bright smiles.

Anzu needs no introduction, Arthur's lifelong dream was to become a glorious Paladin - but his family had enrolled him in the Warlock Academy, and now that he could finally realize his dream in the Esoteric Cult, he naturally focused on it.

Even though he learned the art of assassination, he cannot be called a glorious paladin.

As for Lister, he listened carefully because the assassination technique sounded very cool and had the atmosphere of a dark night hero, which greatly inspired the low-key and humble aristocratic soul in his heart.

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Seeing how determined and eager to learn these three people were, Legion Commander Angelo felt relieved. He thought that this was what the future of the Painful Cultists should look like, and that they were all pillars of society, so he taught them even more attentively.

"I'll assassinate you once I learn it." - The three of them thought in unison.

All classes are over.

There is also fifteen minutes of free time in the evening for believers to wash up and solve personal problems.

Ansu and his two companions chose a secluded grove to hold an impromptu summary meeting.

"Brother Ansu." Liszt pushed up his glasses, "We have become the Cult of Pain now, how should we do the mission?"

There are three missions in total: kill sixty second-level secret followers, interfere with one hundred first-level secret followers, and assassinate the commander-in-chief of the legion.

Now the three of them have left the organization and were born in the enemy's base camp. There are evil eyes monitoring everywhere, and the schedule is fully arranged, so they can't take any action at all.

Students often act in groups, and no one is left alone, making it even more difficult for them to take action.

Once exposed, you will die.

If you die without making any contribution, you will get zero points.

The astral body exam accounts for as much as 40% of the total score. If they fail this subject, no matter how well they performed in the previous exams, it will be a disaster.

Arthur's expression also turned serious, revealing a rather distressed look. "Saints as upright and righteous as us are at risk of being exposed at any time and anywhere."

"That's true." Liszt sighed softly, "I also feel that I am often out of tune with the suffering believers around me."

"Sure enough, kind and honorable people like us," Arthur said helplessly, "are as dazzling as fireflies in the dark night no matter where we are."

Arthur and Lister were quite worried about being exposed.

"In three weeks, the second-level believers will have their fingers cut off. The top few in the monthly exam will receive battle ash as a reward, and the top three will be promoted to freshman instructors."

Anzu said calmly, "Let's be kind and think about how to cheat honorably."

"Okay." Arthur and Lister nodded in unison.

(End of this chapter)