Looking into each other's eyes, Ning Feng slowly tilted his head.
Training?
Surprisingly, Ning Feng did not get angry when he heard this.
Perhaps he had already guessed this outcome, and he simply sighed deeply.
He felt a little tired.
"ha……"
Should we do it again?
Do we have to say that to every single one of these arrogant people?
No longer caring about his current image, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples.
"I don't know if there's something wrong with you guys..."
With his eyes closed, he recalled the impressions of the various powerful individuals he had encountered during this period, and sighed with emotion:
"You guys are all so willful!"
You legends, and even those above legends, every single one of you is a monster with a controlling nature.
The plan must proceed according to their vision, or it will fail.
There can be no room for error in the course of events.
Most importantly, they don't care about the feelings of the weak or the pawns in their plans.
To act recklessly and arbitrarily.
Naked arrogance.
They refer to this situation as "the privilege of the strong."
Ah, wait a minute!
Only my adorable Shirin exudes a unique fragrance.
Of course, Ning Feng knew very well that he was actually the same kind of person.
His desire to control the situation also reached a somewhat pathological level.
That's precisely why he dislikes such "strongmen" even more.
Even before Ning Feng became that close to Ariana, he presumptuously "rebelled" against her arrangements for him.
Perhaps she had her own reasons, or perhaps she was doing it for his own good.
However, Ning Feng disliked this feeling of being completely and explicitly told what to do.
I'm very unhappy.
So he raised his longsword to the angel and coldly asked:
"I said...who needs you to train them?"
Who are you?
Do I know you well?
"And even if we assume you want to train me, why involve Margaret?"
How could Margaret be so innocent?
Even without Margaret, Ning Feng would still awaken, but the time it would take would be agonizing.
It was Margaret's choice to sacrifice herself that allowed him to return to the real world ahead of schedule.
In this trial of depravity, she was the first to take an act of redemption.
Now that Ning Feng has been redeemed, he wants to seek justice for her.
Even if one's own strength is so weak and powerless compared to that of the other party.
But Ning Feng still resisted.
He was motivated by a sense of pride, and also because he knew the other party wouldn't really do anything to him.
Since the other party hasn't actually harmed me and is still using "training" as an excuse, there's still room for maneuver.
What he needs to do is to reclaim the explanation and respect he demands within this scope.
The angels were not angry at the mortals who pointed their swords at them.
She stared at Ning Feng's hand holding the sword, her expression momentarily blank.
Cecilia never imagined that one day she would be pointed at by the very sword she had blessed.
This experience felt completely foreign.
and……
"Has he gained your approval?"
"[Words of Judgment], is this your choice?"
Cecilia did not remove the shackles binding her power, so she was useless against Ning Feng in his current state.
Moreover, her appearance to communicate with him was for other reasons.
They are not enemies.
At least for now, that's how their relationship is.
"That is also a form of training."
Chains pierced her wings, and the wounded angel stood barefoot in the void, calmly speaking:
"But this training ground was not set up by me."
"You were the one who made her go through those things."
There's no doubt that the bound angel doesn't lie.
Ning Feng understood this and remained silent.
"Do you really think she can easily tolerate your blood?"
My blood?
Ning Feng was aware of his special status, but he didn't really care too much about it.
It may have some special features, but it's only at the second tier now, so it shouldn't have much energy.
But now, Cecilia's words made him fall into deep thought again.
It seems things are not as simple as they appear.
"For anything, there is a price to pay for every gain, whether you like it or not."
Fate's gifts are merciless.
There is always something to give up; it's just a matter of time.
Those who manipulate miracles will inevitably be devoured by them.
With a furrowed brow, Ning Feng realized the problem.
When Ariana made the suggestion before, she would intervene to suppress the blood in Margaret's body, stimulating only a part of her bloodline.
This way, the goal of recovery can be achieved peacefully, and Margaret might even have some interesting things happen with Ning Feng as she envisions.
But problems arose later.
The slovenly black cat fell into a deep sleep.
If it concerned Ning Feng, she would still have the mind to think more and would leave behind a solution.
Unfortunately, apart from Ning Feng, no one else caught Ariana's eye.
Even if they say they're interested in them, it's all an act.
Just like in the beginning, she spoke lightly and kindly, but she never took those people to heart.
Once you're dead, you're dead.
It's no big deal.
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