There is no sun and moon in the spiritual world, but the light and darkness of the light will change with time.

Early that morning, after Joan of Arc finished his usual prayer, he walked out of the church in the Holy Heroes, and saw that in front of the Hunter Hall not far away, Wind was walking back and forth. His very nervous look made the girl smile.

"Are you still worried? Haven't you told you a long time ago that there will be no mistakes in things like self-awakening."

She walked over with a smile, hooking Wende's arm in an intimate posture she had never noticed. Wende turned his head, but his face was full of bitter smiles, "Of course I know these, but I can't help myself. What kind of personality does the huntress who reappeared in front of me have? Is it good or bad to me... These thoughts are so messy! Not to mention, today is the seventh day of her sleep - at this length, aren't you and Pengpeng and others a little surprised?!"

Wende's current performance is no different from the young teenager who has just tasted love. Although it is completely different to the birth of the demon and love, they have a lot of commonalities.

kindness……

For example, on the second day when the huntress fell into a deep sleep caused by self-awakening, the young shaman among the Pengpeng tribe who was highly anticipated was also very coincidental and fell into a deep sleep for the same reason. After more than eight hours, he woke up again.

It thus completed the entire process from ordinary to abnormal, possessed a complete self and the ability to think. It called itself "Gukoroko". Although it seemed extremely respectful in front of the patriarch Pengpeng, it actually revealed its true self before it was not long after.

But he is a very naughty person!

In just a few hours, the Wild Boar tribe and the hustle and bustle were turned upside down.

It only made everyone laugh and cry about it. When Pengpeng grabbed the guy's temple hair and pulled it back, Gukoroko protested with confidence, "Don't I want to know more about the situation, hum?"

It was also because of those experiences that Wende, who was already nervous in secret, couldn't help but become more and more worried about gains and losses. Just as he said to Joan of Arc now, what kind of mind the huntress with self would have and what kind of attitude he had towards Wende...

These are not something he can't think about or not.

Generally speaking, Zhongmo, who evolved from the demon, has a considerable advantage in loyalty than the already grown-up Zhongmos that the summoner met. After all, the harsh prerequisites before the birth of the self were destined to fight side by side with the summoner for a long time before the demon grew into the demon. Therefore, they will understand each other more and agree more.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

Cheng Xi must agree with this.

Although Wende is not very old, he has always been steady in his work. After she came to Xi'an as an assistant, she gradually realized that Wende was indeed a candidate who was as Ling Fei and Wei Ye guaranteed, as he was a very suitable candidate for the guardian. He has a sense of justice and a strong sense of responsibility. What is even more rare and valuable is that he is neither self-deprecating nor arrogant, and has a clear understanding of himself.

So after these days of contact, the woman's unnecessary worries were slowly relieved.

——Until this time the huntress had such an accident.

Wende's nervousness and discomfort in the past few days was seen by Cheng Xi, and although he secretly couldn't help but express the feeling of "I finally looked like a peer". To be honest, sometimes I feel a little annoyed.

"Wind, do you know that you are like a little boy who can't get a response to confession?" She had also joked like this, but Wend's serious answer was: "No, I think I am now very similar to those prospective fathers waiting in front of the delivery room. The kind of anxiety about gains and losses between men and women, and the result is completely helpless... It's really uncomfortable!"

Anyway, Wende's anxiety caused Cheng Xi to have many more jobs that he didn't have. For example, in his busy schedule, he had to sort out relevant information about the evolution of demons to Zhongmo for Wende.

——More than 99% of summoners have successfully made them their own memorials after they have made the demons possess themselves.

But this probability did not make Wende feel relieved.

...

Looking at Wende speechlessly, Cheng Xi finally couldn't help asking: "Are you still worried?"

"Well...isn't there a 1% situation that has not succeeded?"

"But you don't look at what's going on? Most of the summoners are like Ling Fei and Mr. Wei Ye's skilled summoners. The meaning of demon existence is a shield, a chess piece that can be given up when necessary! The birth of those Zhongmo was an accident, and it is reasonable to disagree with the summoners because of their own similar experiences." The originally smart and capable woman now seems a little crazy. "Those situations are completely incomparable to your situation. The huntress who has been fighting side by side with you will not agree with you... This may be almost impossible!"

"But it's not absolute, isn't it?"

If the situation was captured at that time, Wende's expression on his face would not have been recognized in the future. However, he was very serious at the time...that was what he thought.

So Cheng Xi's speechlessness was easy to understand, "It is unnecessary to worry like this! Even the saint could recognize your actions and become your devil... At present, you will be worried about gains and losses for a subordinate who is much inferior to her..."

"Joan of Arc's situation is different. Before she became my companion, I spent a while with her. I knew her personality, I agreed with her ideas and the rules of accidents. So being a companion is just a natural time. How can I compare it with a huntress? Until now... I don't even understand her personality. What if I really have an objection to me..."

"..." Cheng Xi sighed long and patted Wende's shoulder with his fate. "I now find that your metaphor is very accurate..."

"kindness……?"

"Do you know... Some nouns for your performance... are called prenatal anxiety..."

...

Wende's performance is indeed quite close to the symptom Cheng Xi said, and the result has not been seen over time, and there are signs of further deepening.

If the spiritual world was not almost impossible to destroy, the girl suspected that Wender could step out a canal in front of the hunter's hall. In order to distract him, Joan of Arc asked softly: "So, do you want her to be your own Zhongmo?"

"Yeah!" Wender nodded heavily, but gradually calmed down because of the girl's inquiry. At least, his mind was no longer anxious and could think about more things, so after looking back at Joan of Arc for a while, he said softly, "Sorry..."

If we start from theory, the number of Zhongmo people who can sign a contract by a summoner is infinite.

But in fact, it is impossible to reach this level, because Zhong Mo is generally not a living Lei Feng from the inner world.

The reason why a demon can become a companion of a summoner is often diverse. The combination of mind and nature, and mutual attraction is one aspect. But more of it is a transaction and exchange of interests. Zhongmo fights for summoners, and accordingly, the summoner will also pay the necessary price. There are also many types, but in general, it refers to magic.

This is the norm between the Summoner and Zhongmo, and Wende will naturally be no exception.

Although among the four Zhongmos he signed, the situation between Reading and Ryan was a bit special. The former Magic Knight was determined to avenge his tribe. In order to defeat the southern empire, he was willing to endure humiliation and suffer some losses in contracts and transactions without Wend paying too much magic power; the latter Vampire was even more prisoners of war. With Wend not planning to use it at all, and just waiting for someone to take it away and pack it, it was naturally impossible to get the payment of magic power.

But Orange Soda and Joan of Arc can really get a certain amount of magic from Wender every day to reward him.

Among them, Orange Soda has 100 magic points per day. This amount does not seem to be much, but it is the limit that the Autobots can absorb. Therefore, it continues to grow rapidly. At this point, Wind will give enough magic to help every possible moment of gaining abilities.

Secondly, Joan of Arc was even more amazing. As a high-level existence, her daily demand for magic is not comparable to that of orange soda. Wende gave her more than 800 to 1,000 magic power almost every day to absorb it to improve her strength, but Wende also knew... This has not reached the limit that a girl could reach...

If the Hunter is really made the Hunter Zhongmo, Joan of Arc will undoubtedly get less magic power every day. Because the Hunter will get a share, it is almost destined to be removed from the girl.

And a situation like this is the most fundamental reason why the number of summoner Zhongmo is limited.

After all, magic is the foundation of the inner world and the most important way for demons to improve their strength. Therefore, even an upright and kind demon will not give up easily for the benefits they deserve.

Perhaps... only Joan of Arc will be different.

Because the treachery between her and Wende is much deeper than the superficial interests.

So when I heard Wende's apology, the girl smiled slightly, patted his hand and comforted, "You don't have to think too much. This is already great. Compared to living in the city, my current situation has already made me feel very satisfied..."

But this would seem a little clumsy. Not only did Wende not get better, but he felt even more guilty. He was about to say something, but when the Hunter Hall, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly another sound of footsteps started.

"Is it..."

Joan of Arc jumped up suddenly, ran forward a few steps without hearing any movement. He turned around and shouted at Wende with a smile, "What are you still doing there? Don't you want to see our new companions?!"

Wende was stunned and rushed up. He and the girl walked up the steps together. As soon as he entered the gate of the hunter's hall, six hunters walked up from the second floor one after another. Who would have been the one who was in a coma for seven days?

Wender looked at her carefully and seemed to think she was a little different, but she couldn't tell her specificity. Seeing the huntress getting closer and closer, the person became a little helpless because of his nervousness, he stuttered in a very ugly way, "You... OK..."

The huntress had already bowed and fell in front of him, "Master!"

Wender immediately let out a long sigh, and quickly helped her up. He looked up and down again, and asked with some trepidation, "So... well... do you have your own name?"
Chapter completed!