The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing

Hengshui Guanghui Holy Academy.

Although Arthur had never heard of such an academy, he could always sense an inexplicable terror.

No wonder we can cultivate talents like Boss Ansu.

Arthur even felt that Boss Anzu came to the Secret Cult of Pain, as if he were at home.

Tantric cultists wake up at half past five in the morning. It is the most painful time to get up at this time on a cold day, but Boss Ansu always gets up at half past four.

They were in dormitory 201, a mixed class. There were about ten people living in one room, and Ansu got up the earliest.

If only that were the case.

Ansu made a big move when getting up, which made the bed creak. If so, the roommates would be patient and get over it. After all, we will all be colleagues in the future, so we need to be considerate of each other;

Including the loud footsteps when dressing and walking, there was no problem. They slept when they needed to - until this guy took out his book and started reading in the morning.

All the roommates couldn't sleep.

‘Is this guy human? ’

They have all been tortured out of shape by a whole day of training. How can this guy get up an hour early to read?

'Are you the devil? ’

The mental stress of the day in dormitory 201 started when Ansu got up.

The second person to wake up was Liszt. He usually got up at five o'clock sharp. Because he went to bed wearing diapers every night, he went to the balcony to dry them out. The smell of the nunnery all night made the esoteric believers again. The second level of awakening.

Finally, there is Arthur, who started last.

As a paladin, he has perfect sleep quality. Apart from the occasional snoring, talking in his sleep from time to time, and sleeping naked all the time, he is a normal roommate.

In the dream, he also practiced the basic skills of the Paladin, and the symptom he showed was punching the wall in the dream.

The dormitory next door often responded with punches, as if they wanted to fight Arthur, and they were often accompanied by several passionate greetings.

Full of energy.

The freshmen in dormitory 201 dare not speak out. After all, they know that these three are notorious henchmen, and there are even rumors that they are the newly-emerged 'Three Painful Masters', which is scary.

After getting up, I have to go to the morning meeting to run and do exercises in different classes.

Ansu was always the first to arrive. What made the Painful Secret Cults even more stressed was that he was still reading a book while running, and even read aloud!

Doesn't this guy feel pain?

Ansu's mental state has greatly improved since he was baptized by the Mother Goddess of Life last time, and he will naturally not feel tired;

As for the so-called pain, he didn't feel it at all. This intensity could even make him miss his youthful campus life and his youth, with a bright and sunny smile on his lips.

Commander Angelo, who was patrolling nearby, nodded secretly.

He has been observing this young man Ansu for a long time. He is not a good person at a young age. He will become a social scum when he grows up. His future is dark, which is very good.

Now he can even laugh so pervertedly during running exercises. His understanding of the teachings of pain has far exceeded that of his peers, and he has entered a super high state of getting pleasure from pain.

The Holy See of Pain needs geniuses, and even more perverts. If a person is both a genius and a pervert, his future achievements will be limitless.

As for Arthur and Liszt who were following Ansu, they were also pretty good.

One man got up late and ran naked onto the playground without having time to put on his clothes, causing the believers running in front and behind him to look miserable.

The believer in front was afraid that he would be poked in the face if he ran too slowly; the believer in the back was afraid that he would be poked in the face if he ran too fast.

An obvious vacuum circle formed around Arthur.

The other one is a heavyweight, and the freshmen running behind him are under greater pressure. Obviously, the name of the 'pain dog' has spread far and wide.

The freshmen behind were afraid that the vicious dog would mark its territory while running, so they could drink their drinks in the wind.

These three people are all good candidates for the Secret Cult of Pain. Angelo is very convinced.

After morning exercise, it’s time to take cultural classes.

Because there is still a war outside, the people who come to class are all temporarily transferred officers.

The cultural courses are about the Tantric Ceremony of Pain, such as the beginning of the Tantra of Pain, the explanation of original pain, the interpretation of the spirit of pain in the new era, and other courses with high knowledge content.

The afternoon classes are practical classes, including assassination, lurking, poisoning, killing techniques, etc., taught by Soldier Captain Angelo himself.

Ansu is looking forward to these courses.

Among the seven secret sects, the Painful Secret Cult has reached the extreme level of development of the human body. Many of its combat skills are related to pure killing. Ansu had just gained combat skill points and was simply giving him a pillow when he fell asleep.

The training took place on the playground of the cadre school. The sun was so scorching that the grass leaves began to curl up. After a whole morning of torture, the freshmen in the class were very tired and couldn't cheer up.

Only Ansu and the other three had firm eyes and bright smiles.

There is no need to say more about Ansu.

Arthur's lifelong dream was to become a glorious paladin - but his family enrolled him in the Warlock Academy, and now that he was finally able to realize his dream in the Secret Cult, he was fully focused on it.

Although he has learned the art of assassination, he cannot be called a glorious paladin.

Liszt listened very carefully because the assassination technique sounded very cool and had a dark night hero atmosphere, which well inspired the low-key and humble aristocratic soul in his heart.

Seeing the determination and studiousness of these three people,

Commander Angelo was quite pleased, thinking that this was what the Painful Mysteries would look like in the future, and they were all pillars of talent, so he taught more attentively.

‘When I learn how to do it, I’ll assassinate you. ’—these three people thought in unison.

All classes are over.

There is still fifteen minutes of free time in the evening for believers to wash up and solve personal problems.

Ansu and the others chose a secluded grove to hold a temporary summary meeting.

"Brother Ansu." Liszt pushed up his glasses, "We have become pain cultists now, what should we do with the mission?"

There are three tasks in total, including killing 60 second-level esoteric cultists, interfering with 100 first-level esoteric cultists, and assassinating the commander of the general army.

Now the three of them have separated from the organization and were born in the enemy's base camp. Moreover, they are monitored by magic eyes everywhere, and the schedule is fully arranged, so they are unable to act at all.

Students often act in groups, no one is alone, and they can't make a move.

Once exposed it is death.

If you die without contribution, you will get zero points.

The astral exam accounts for a full 40%. If they fail this subject, no matter how good they were in the previous exam, it will be ruined.

Arthur's face also became serious, and he showed a rather troubled look, "Upright and righteous saints like us are at risk of being exposed anytime and anywhere."

"Indeed." Liszt sighed softly, "I also feel that I am often incompatible with the suffering cultists around me."

"Sure enough, kind and honorable people like us," Arthur said helplessly, "no matter where they are, they are as dazzling as fireflies in the dark night."

Arthur and Lister were quite worried that they would be exposed.

"Three weeks later will be the actual combat test for the second-level cultists. The cultivators with the lowest scores will have their fingers chopped off. The top three in the monthly exam will be rewarded with combat ash, and the top three will be promoted to freshmen instructors."

Ansu said calmly, "Being kind, let's think about how to cheat gloriously."

"Okay." Arthur and Liszt nodded in unison.