Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"Your Excellency, you need to know that the people in our organization are very busy and are not together most of the time. If it wasn't for your business recently, maybe we would all be dealing with our own affairs elsewhere."

"Even if it's me, I'm usually very busy."

"How could someone take the time to solve the demon with you and bring back the mask?"

"Sorry, my tone may not be quite right."

"I mean, it's either going to be someone else's job, or you're going to do it yourself."

...

Moser looked at Du Wei, feeling contemptuous in his heart.

Although he knew very well that he couldn't beat the Duke.

After all, after being beaten violently by the man in front of him and Matthew like beating a child, he was still very honest for a while.

But if the other party thinks of the Vanity Sect, it will be like what he thinks.

That's just plain stupid.

Any organization that has existed for a long time has its own set of rules.

No one is going to break it.

No one can break it.

only.

Du Wei still had a smile on his face. He said, "I still think I should give it a try. After all, this is the first step for me to integrate into the Vanity Sect. I really want to maintain a relatively friendly relationship with everyone."

A certain member of the Vanity Sect knew that Alex was the reincarnation of Minette.

He must also know about the relationship between His Excellency the Duke and Minette.

The opponent is in the dark.

I am in the clear, as long as I throw the bait, the other party will definitely take the bait.

Even if you don't act with yourself, you will expose some flaws.

By then, the goal is clear.

That's when he did it.

Mercer shook his head at Du Wei: "If you insist, I have no opinion."

"By the way, can you tell me conveniently, to what extent has your current strength recovered?"

"From what I've learned about your peak period, it seems that you surpassed the weirdness of monsters, but I don't know how strong you are."

heard the words.

Du Wei thought for a while and said, "It's not easy for me to judge. Except for Matthew who can make me feel dangerous, there are only demon gods."

"What's more, I don't know how strong I am at my peak."

"Because in my time, I was the pinnacle."

These words are, of course, nonsense.

Du Wei's strength, just like that, depends entirely on external forces.

The strongest is always Du Wei, the evil spirit.

In the Victorian era after the gate of hell, the evil spirit Du Wei was indeed at the peak of the era, and it didn't fail like the duke.

Instead, he really killed a demon god.

Moser naturally didn't know these things, but he agreed with Du Wei's words.

The opponent is really strong.

"Indeed, your strength is indeed very strong, even if it is the Vanity Sect, you can still send it to the middle."

"Okay, that's the end of my inquiry to you. Next, I will take you to the headquarters and meet with other people."

"You can understand it as our welcome ceremony for newcomers."

hear this.

Du Wei smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

Moser also smiled and said, "Then, sir, can you make your devil's subordinate restrain himself? I always feel that it really wants to kill me."

At this moment, Sombra had made no secret of his malice towards him.

Moreover, there was an indescribable sense of crisis, as if there were two sharp knives hidden in the dark, which might pierce his heart at any time.

Du Wei hummed and said in a low voice, "Come back."

Immediately, the black shadow quietly disappeared and became his shadow again.

from beginning to end.

Moser didn't even see how the black shadow appeared.

Because logically, Sombra is Duvi's shadow, and when shadows and shadows are overlaid, all shadows are part of Sombra.

From the very beginning, he stepped into the black shadow's attack range.

...

Island in the lake.

That night.

Moser rowed a boat and brought Du Wei here.

look around.

The whole island is shrouded in darkness.

Only the huge square building still had a few lights shining, but it seemed so dim.

The buildings on this island do not have any modern industrial atmosphere.

Appliances, etc. are even more non-existent.

"This is the base camp of our Vanity Sect. If you want to come here in the future, you should not see other people, because we rarely get together."

"What's more, we are not used to revealing our true face. Although everyone knows your information, I still recommend you to wear a mask, so that it will appear that you are not much different from us."

Moser walked in front, and whispered to Du Wei behind him: "Also, everyone's names are fake names, so you don't need to be too fussy."

"I see."

Du Wei nodded, calmly took out the mask from the windbreaker, and put it on his face.

Mercer saw this scene.

He said in a somewhat complicated tone: "Your mask is not the same as ours, but it is enough."

The Vainglorian masks are primitive masks.

And Du Wei's is an imitation made by an unknown existence after the birth of the Vanity Sect, which is not much worse than the original.

Du Wei knew all of this.

He followed Mercer all the way into the square building.

After entering, follow the winding stairs to the fourth floor.

The line of sight suddenly opened up.

The entire space on the fourth floor has been opened up. Although the surface is very large, there are no walls or other cover, and the end can be seen at a glance.

It looked extraordinarily cold.

And in the middle, there is a conference table.

Eleven people wearing black robes and hoods, their faces covered by masks had already sat down.

When Du Wei and Mercer appeared.

Everyone raised their heads slightly and looked indifferently at the past.

"You are welcome, Your Excellency."

"Everything will go to vanity, and it will go to us as well."

"We are thirteen."

"This number represents a crime that is not recognized by ordinary people."

"But for us, that's the badge of our existence."

Everyone's attitude is indescribably cold.

Vigilant and sensitive.

Du Wei was colder than them.

He said directly: "Only vanity lasts forever."

While speaking, he walked over directly, pulled out a chair, and sat on it calmly.

The posture of the whole person is even more indescribably elegant, just like a gentleman and aristocrat in the middle ages.

Seeing this, the others couldn't help but believe that Du Wei was His Excellency the Duke.

This cool and elegant temperament blended together.

It is simply not something ordinary people can imitate.

That means the precipitation of an era.

Then, they turned their heads together with Du Wei and looked at Moser who was standing there.

Together with Du Wei, their eyes were extremely calm, almost like a whole.

Instead, it was Mercer.

He found that he was a little out of place...

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