Full-Time Magister: Summoning Eight Demons at the Start

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Chapters 234 and 232 are not significantly different.

234.

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In the days following the competition, everyone was completely relaxed. Westminster was a charming city, and with the glory of the championship, you could easily be approached by someone just by standing on the street for two minutes.

On the seaside of Westminster, near the island of Doudau, in a somewhat secluded bay.

Unhappy, Zhao Manyan confided in his best friend Mo Fan about the recent problems in his family. However, Mo Fan couldn't offer any words of comfort regarding matters like birth, aging, illness, and death.

Zhao Manyan also had some things he didn't know whether he should say or not. Mo Fan noticed this and didn't force him, giving him some quiet space.

As we slowly advanced along the seawall, it had already become completely dark.

A young couple walked towards Zhao Manyan. Taking him by surprise, a long, eight-clawed venomous snake crawled out of his sleeve and bit Zhao Manyan's arm hard.

"You!" Zhao Manyan was shocked and hurriedly cast a defensive spell, but the poison was spreading too fast, and he couldn't even draw the star trails.

"Stop struggling, just go on your way in peace." The plain-looking woman smiled eerily and thrust the poisoned needle hidden in her palm toward Zhao Manyan.

Although Zhao Manyan managed to block the poison needle thanks to his life-saving magical artifact, he knew that no one would notice him in this remote place.

"Zhao Youqian! Get out here right now!!" Zhao Manyan roared, his face contorted with bulging, dark veins from the poisoning.

"Zhao Youqian!! You have the guts to kill me, but not the guts to see me one last time!!"

From behind an old tree not far away, a man who was completely covered up except for his eyes walked out, carefully making sure no one could see his face.

"Then I'll see you off," Zhao Youqian said coldly, his entire body wrapped up.

Hearing Zhao Youqian's voice, even though he was mentally prepared, Zhao Manyan was still somewhat unwilling to believe it.

"..."

"Internal strife, a cliché yet realistic plot."

Jiang Shaoxu, who had been dragged to watch the show by Lü Cheng, sighed.

"I thought the two brothers just didn't get along, but I didn't expect it to have escalated to this point." Mu Nujiao was also very surprised.

Both being prominent families in Shanghai, they had interacted quite a bit in the past.

Her situation was somewhat similar to Zhao Manyan's. However, the Mu family was a family of magicians, mainly engaged in the magic industry, while the Zhao family specialized in business and had almost no involvement in the magic field.

"Discord among children is mostly due to the lack of virtue in the elders," Jiang Shaoxu said.

"That old man from the Zhao family is also a problem. The Zhao family is not a family of magicians. Wouldn't it be much better to let Zhao Youqian, a businessman who has been raised since childhood, inherit the family business than to let Zhao Manyan, a magician, inherit it?"

If the Zhao family is a family of magicians, then the old man's decision is not wrong. Just like the Mu family, although Mu Nuxin is in charge of managing the Mu family's business, even without Lü Cheng's interference, the only one who can inherit the Mu family in the future is Mu Nujiao.

This is determined by the family's own circumstances.

The Zhao family has little knowledge of magic, so forcing Zhao Manyan to inherit the family business would not be beneficial to them.

Even if the Zhao family wants to transform and get involved in magic, they should do it step by step.

Such a biased decision can easily cause discord among children.

"Do it!"

After catching up, Zhao Youqian did not hesitate for a moment and immediately ordered the two assassins he had hired to deal with Zhao Manyan.

A powerful killing intent arrived in an instant, and even without the suppression of the poison, Zhao Manyan felt that he could not muster the slightest thought of resistance.

"..."

Time passed second by second, and Zhao Manyan remained with his eyes closed, awaiting death.

"Why don't you lie down somewhere else?" Lu Cheng patted Zhao Manyan's shoulder, eliminating the toxins from his body.

"Huh??" Upon hearing that familiar voice, Zhao Manyan opened his eyes, only to be completely dumbfounded by what he saw.

The two assassins who rushed towards him were immediately imprisoned in mid-air by a strange spatial magic circle. No matter how much they struggled, they could not shake the magic circle in the slightest.

"Aunt Su?!" Zhao Manyan was stunned.

"Seeing how attentive you've been lately, your aunt feels embarrassed to let you die," said Jiang Shaoxu, who was standing to the side.

Since Su Meng appeared in Venice, Zhao Manyan has perfectly embodied the phrase "serving her hand and foot"!

Even she couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder they're from the Zhao family!"

“One is a super-level cultivator, and the other is a high-level cultivator at full strength. This kind of technique must be from the Assassin Hall.” Su Meng looked at Lü Cheng.

"Are you going to kill him?"

"..."

Jiang Shaoxu and the others looked at the two assassins, who were like two little chicks being held in Su Meng's palm, completely powerless to resist, with strange expressions.

Super-tier? High-tier fully mastered?

Is this a forbidden spell?

Everyone knew that forbidden spellcasters were powerful, but this was the first time they had ever directly experienced their strength. In their eyes, the unshakeable super-level mages were no different from ants to forbidden spellcasters.

They can crush someone just like that!

"Forget it, we're all just employees who get paid to do things," Lu Cheng said.

Su Meng paused for a moment, "You want the people from the Assassin's Guild to do things for you? That's not so easy. They only care about money. They are the purest mercenaries. They don't take orders from anyone. Whoever pays the most will be the one they listen to."

The Assassin's Guild was originally formed by three Italian Mafia magic families with the aim of expanding globally under a different name and taking over the power of the underworld.

However, the Assassin's Guild is different from the Bad Boys Guild and the Black Church. Although they are all three major dark organizations, the Assassin's Guild only cares about money. Magical forces such as the Holy Tribunal, the Magic Association, and the Parthenon Temple will ask the Assassin's Guild to do some things that are inconvenient for them to do.

Strictly speaking, the Assassin's Guild operates in a gray area.

It is precisely because this organization operates in a gray area that people feel comfortable giving them money to carry out their schemes.

If Lü Cheng were to take the Assassin's Hall under his command, the organization would lose its greatest value.

“Then you can accept it,” Lü Cheng said.

"I believe they would be happy to have a forbidden spell mage as their leader, and the Assassin's Hall might even be able to take this opportunity to rise to a higher level."

"..."

Jiang Shaoxu and the others looked strange.

You want your mom to be the boss of a bunch of assassins?

You are so filial!

Su Meng hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll give it a try."

Jiang Shaoxu's eye twitched.

No way, you actually agreed?!

“Auntie, he was just joking. How could you do such a thing?” Jiang Shaoxu glared at Lü Cheng and pulled Su Meng aside.

“But I did pretty much the same things before,” Su Meng said.

The people of the Assassin's Guild operate in the shadows, primarily through assassinations.

When the heretical sorcerer takes action, it's always a brutal killing!

However, the Assassins' Hall acts based on money, while the Arbitrators' Hall decides their targets independently.

In the past, she mostly dealt with heretics who researched forbidden arts and, in a moment of passion, turned forbidden arts into evil arts.

Although the procedures and purposes are different, they are essentially both murders. Is there a big difference?

"..." Jiang Shaoxu.

Is there a big difference...?

The difference is huge!

According to your understanding, wouldn't a police officer killing someone be the same as a criminal killing someone?

"Could it be... no?" Su Meng looked at Jiang Shaoxu with doubt.

"Aren't they all essentially acts of violence that take another person's life?"

"..."

Everyone looked at Lü Cheng with strange expressions.

good good!

So when you said your mom wasn't quite right in the head, you weren't just complaining, you were stating the truth!

Chapter 233 He Took the Wrong Medicine

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