Full-Time Magister: Summoning Eight Demons at the Start

For her father's sake, her mother wreaked havoc around the world, causing death and fear, and the one behind it all was still her father.

The man who aspired to become the Dark King used his mother and all those who believed in him as stepping stones to the top.

Perhaps her father really was doing something so important as saving the magical plane, but she couldn't respect him in the slightest.

She couldn't bring herself to hate her mother either.

She was just a pitiful person driven by hatred and used by the one she loved; she was merely a pawn of the Dark King from beginning to end.

Moreover, the Black Vatican, this scourge of the human world, was once under the control of her father. As a great sage whose influence in Parthenon even surpassed that of the goddess, Ventaire actually knew where the Black Vatican originated. However, he not only did not stop it, but even schemed against the temple's matriarch, making her guide and force her mother to join the Black Vatican, become Salon, and become the guide who helped him ascend to the throne of the Dark King.

At its core, the root of everything that happened back then was that great sage, that saint, whom the world lamented, who was once the Dark King.

Wen Tai calculated everything. He was no saint. Even if he was truly acting for the so-called greater good, he had indeed brought countless pains to the world.

And this person was her father, the one who orchestrated leaving Parthenon's soul within her body. In fact, if it weren't for the unexpected presence of Lü Cheng, Wen Tai's schemes would have continued...

“It’s all in the past, and that guy is dead.” Lu Cheng patted Xin Xia’s head.

“But the mess he left behind still exists,” Xinxia said.

"I want to solve these problems."

"and……"

Xinxia looked up. "You chose her."

"This is your choice," Lü Cheng said, his expression unchanged.

Xinxia couldn't help but give him a look of disdain, "You're the one who led me to think that way. I thought they were real family, but you made me treat you like a brother, and then you wanted to be my stepfather!"

"Ahem." Lü Cheng was a little embarrassed.

"Well, I didn't lie to you..."

"I wasn't lying." Xinxia lowered her head, somewhat speechless.

"But I never expected you to be so shameless."

He treated her like a younger sister, and then he got involved with her mother!

Animals!

What's even more inhuman is that this guy actually thinks so!

……

Meanwhile, in Venice.

Conti, the coach of the Spanish national team, was unlucky enough to be caught by Su Meng while watching the game.

"Stop messing around! I'm not Ye Chang anymore! If you mess with me and something happens to me, then A-Cheng will have to clean up this mess for me. If you mess with me, you're messing with him! Think it through!" Ye Chang threatened him with a straight face.

Su Meng was speechless. "When did you become so shameless?"

“Isn’t this because your son taught you well?” Ye Chang said matter-of-factly.

"Husband and wife are in perfect harmony!"

Su Meng's face darkened. "You actually dare to get involved with him?"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Feeling the pressure coming from all directions, Ye Chang quickly hugged Su Meng.

"First of all, this wasn't something I did unilaterally; he also had feelings for me, as you should be well aware of."

"Besides, you also bear some responsibility for his feelings for me!"

If Su Meng and Lü Chengze hadn't been so busy back then, barely taking care of their child after it was born, and if she hadn't taken the child in to raise it together because she felt sorry for the child being alone, Lü Cheng wouldn't have developed such an inseparable attachment to her.

She's a genuine mom-type girlfriend!

"I..." Su Meng was speechless for a moment, and her momentum gradually weakened.

“Speaking of love, you didn’t love him as much as I did back then. And when it comes to being a mother, I’m more competent than you!” Ye Chang said.

Su Meng is missing a screw in her head!

This guy already had a lot of personality problems since he was a child. In addition, he was sacrificed to the Holy City by that bastard Su Lu and raised by the Holy City's brainwashing education. Su Meng's feelings are different from those of normal people!

Before the Dark Judgment, let alone Lü Cheng, even Su Meng had no love for her husband!

She treated that marriage merely as a task to be completed!

Including giving birth to that child!

If it weren't for the years of wandering around the world and witnessing the real world, coupled with Lü Chengze's death, Su Meng's feelings would probably never have been released.

That brain-dead follower of Wen Tai deserved to die.

“But what are you going to do about Xinxia?” Su Meng said.

"This isn't something I should be thinking about, is it?" Ye Chang said.

“That girl has her own life, and in this matter, if we have to say, she is the one who came later.”

Su Meng's eye twitched slightly. "When exactly did you start targeting my son?"

Ye Chang shrugged. "I don't know. It should be after Wen Tai died, during the time I went to Bocheng. That was when I was at my weakest and most vulnerable, and he took advantage of that weakness."

Taking advantage of the situation?

Su Meng was speechless.

Can't you have any shame?

How old was my son then?!

An old woman of advanced age abducts a five-year-old child, and you still have the nerve to argue?

Chapter 219. All of his wealth (Chapter 217)

219.

……

Venice, the water city.

With the source of the disease identified, the infectious disease in Croatia was quickly resolved. Noticing that Ye Xinxia had many worries, Lü Cheng stopped following her and instead sent her back to Parthenon.

Dragon Fang Magic Arena.

"Are you planning to go on the field?"

Feng Li, who had just arranged the players to take the field, looked at Lü Cheng with a strange expression.

"Who offended you?"

“That idiot.” Lu Cheng glanced at Prince Banbo not far away.

“I originally wanted to kill him, but my mom said not to bother with an idiot, and that killing someone here would have a bad influence. So, my mom told me to go up and show off my skills to teach these people a lesson, as a warning.”

"Hmm... okay, but take it easy. Don't make things too dramatic. Besides, this is a competition, so don't cause any deaths," Feng Li said with some concern.

Lü Cheng shrugged. "I've always been very sensible."

"So who do you plan to play with?" Feng Li asked.

"Our arrangements before this match were..."

“No need, just have them all abstain. I can handle it all on my own,” Lü Cheng said.

"If they follow, it will be a bit inconvenient for me to take action."

"..." Feng Li.

You call this being sensible?!

……

In the rest area, after learning that Lü Cheng planned to take the field himself, Mo Fan and his group immediately made a hasty retreat.

"Oh, are you afraid of losing face and implicating them?" Prince Banbo mocked.

"No, they went to place bets." Jiang Shaoxu looked at him like he was an idiot.

Every match in the university rivalry is betting, and these bets come from all over the world!

The investment in each game is in the tens of billions!

Because their country's performance in previous competitions has been unsatisfactory, their odds are relatively high, especially compared to Spain, a national team with a decent track record in previous competitions, where the odds are directly set at three to one.

In other words, if you bet on them and they win, you can get three times the payout!

Of course, the odds are adjusted in real time according to the amount of money each person invests, so there will be no situation where the prize pool or odds are too large and the payouts cannot be made.

"Oh? Are you planning to bet on us to win? It seems your team members are quite self-aware," Prince Banbo said.

"..."

Jiang Shaoxu remained silent, and the remaining team members unconsciously looked at Prince Banbo with eyes that seemed to regard him as an idiot.

What kind of things are in this guy's head?

Is it the canals of Venice?