I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

The fur of the Rupo people is always prone to attracting mosquitoes. Usually in Syracuse, the Kingslayer would use a fur conditioner specially provided by the organization, but in Chernobog, this was not available, so they could only make do with a back scratcher.

The regicide grabbed a back scratcher from the bedside table and slipped it into her collar. The next instant, her eyes widened, and her whole body trembled slightly as if a vibrating egg had been inserted.

Lyudmila pulled out the back scratcher with an incredulous look on her face and saw a clump of ochre-red fur on the claw.

It’s over.

She sat down on the bed in despair, instinctively reaching out to grab her hair, but no slight stinging sensation came from her scalp.

The kingslayer stared blankly at the two familiar clumps of hair in his palm for a long time.

In Li Lin's room, a restless card was dragged to the edge of the Kingslayer card.

On the brown card surface, smoke outlines a hand resembling a withered claw, and the gray-black projection is ghostly yet captivating.

[Restless]

[A certain influence triggers a desire.]

I am captivated by a restless longing. I seem to have some kind of... intention. But what exactly is this intention?

When the restlessness subsides, it transforms into fear.

"Strange, it seems that it has not had any substantial impact?" Li Lin shifted his gaze from the King Killer to the "acquaintance Alina" on the other side.

Alina opened her eyes in bed and felt the fresh air around her and the bright sunlight.

Such good weather is rare in Ursus; everything looks lovely in the warm, bright glow.

In a cheerful mood, the little deer girl decided to fulfill her duties as a teacher, and she walked out the door with light and happy steps.

The Reunion Movement members, who were training, watched in astonishment as Alina struck a pose like a fledgling eagle taking flight at the second-floor window, before free-landing into a snowdrift.

Witnessing all this, Mephistopheles instinctively burst into laughter, then reflexively shrank back. Realizing that no one was there to discipline him today, an excited Mephistopheles began to wave his cane.

This naturally caused a minor commotion.

Realizing he might have gotten himself into trouble, Li Lin immediately pushed open the door and appeared, creating an alibi.

The wind chimes hanging on the doorframe swayed, making a melodious sound that attracted everyone's attention: Ding Ning ding Ning ding Ning—

"What's going on? What's going on? I'm talking to you, stop right there!"

Li Lin pointed at Mephisto's forehead and shouted, "Was it you, you little punk, who did this?! You actually beat Alina up like this?!"

The Reunion Movement kids immediately fell silent, except for Mephisto, who sneered, trying to mock Li Lin.

Mephistopheles, like a classic minor villain in all novels, raised his face, revealing a look that was four parts madness, three parts disdain, two parts indifference, and one part mockery.

Li Lin slapped him across the face: "You're a pie chart, aren't you?"

Mephistopheles was stunned. He covered his head and looked up. Although Li Lin's slap did not cause much damage, it was extremely humiliating.

At this moment, Li Lin turned around and faced the group of timid and silent brats: "Who laid a hand on them? Step forward!"

No one responded.

"Nobody's going to say anything, huh? Then I'll just have to go ask Talulah." Li Lin pretended to walk towards Talulah's room, punching and kicking her in front of the door, making the group of brats behind him twitch their eyes.

"what?"

Talulah sniffed and poked her head out in a hoarse voice.

Mephistopheles, who was standing behind Li Lin and raising his cane as if to poke him, immediately returned to his original position.

Upon learning that Li Lin wanted to discipline these bastards for Alina, a somewhat exhausted Talulah immediately agreed to Li Lin's request.

Alina had already been helped up and taken back to her room. Li Lin, who held all the power, turned to look at the group of children who were on high alert, and continued to act mysteriously, relying on his superior position.

“I already know who did this... Mephistopheles, Faust, do you have anything else to say?”

Mephisto's eyes widened. He had been standing behind Li Lin, and he and Talulah had only exchanged two sentences the entire time!

Faust remained indifferent and calm, showing no emotion of joy or anger.

Suddenly, a fierce look appeared between Mephistopheles' brows. He stretched out his cane and swung it at Li Lin's knee, but Li Lin grabbed it and dragged him and the cane to his face.

Mephisto possesses unique Originium Arts, which can heal his companions and transform innocent people around him into mindless herds under his control. However, aside from his Originium Arts, he is still a frail boy suffering from Oripathy.

Li Lin raised the staff he had snatched from Mephistopheles, his eyes lighting up.

What boy would refuse a smooth, flat stick? If Li Lin had had such a stick when he was a kid, no bushes or lawns within a ten-mile radius would have been spared.

"I'll confiscate this for now, but what about the pointer?"

Under pressure from Li Lin's tyranny, someone took out Alina's usual pointer from the classroom and respectfully handed it to Li Lin.

"Well done. What's your name?" Li Lin asked the student who had taken the initiative to back down.

“I…you can just call me Bonebreaker.” The Ursus youth was quite obedient, while Mephisto cast a vicious glare at him.

The troublemakers in Alina's class are only a minority. Teenagers like Shattered Bones are only psychologically abnormal because of Oripathy, but overall they are still good.

"Okay, Broken Bone did a great job. Here's your reward..." Li Lin pulled out a nine of bamboo from behind his back. "Next time you play mahjong, you can cheat."

His eyes widened instantly beneath the broken bone mask. Trembling, he reached out and took the nine of bamboo. Then, as if he were having a seizure, he returned to the line and stood still. The students around him cast admiring glances at him.

Ever since Alina used mahjong, a crooked and unethical method, to control these young rascals, they have been constantly trying to cheat in fair competition. Li Lin firmly opposes this behavior that undermines the fairness of the game, but in order to quickly establish his authority, Li Lin has to once again resort to flexible moral standards.

Li Lin walked up to Mephisto: "Hold out your hand."

A hint of resentment flashed across Mephistopheles' face as he slowly extended his palm.

Li Lin swung his pointer and lashed it out hard— *smack*

Mephistopheles covered his face in a daze, his mouth twitching unconsciously, and his voice trembled with tears: "Why...why didn't you say thugs?!"

"I only asked you to put your hand out, did I say I was going to hit your hand?!"

Teacher Li, who accidentally made a typo, was both unreasonable and arrogant; shifting the focus of the argument has always been his forte.

Beside Mephistopheles, Faust silently took a step forward, raised his eyes to look at Li Lin, and Phidias's unique pupils reflected light like inorganic matter.

He had no weapon with him, but he was certain he could instantly shove a shard of glass into the throat of the man in front of him.

If he lays a hand on Ino again.

A look of astonishment crossed Mephistopheles' face as he carefully tugged at Faust's sleeve.

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Li Lin raised his hand, but instead of striking down with the pointer, he placed his hand on the boy's head.

"Do not touch me."

Faust, who had never had his head rubbed before, broke free from Li Lin's grasp, took a step back, and stared at Li Lin with apprehension.

Li Lin sneered: "If you don't want to, then you'd better obey me."

After a moment of silence, Faust raised his eyes and said, "I will keep an eye on Ino."

"Hey, you!" Mephistopheles' voice rose and fell. After being pulled aside by Faust for a whispered conversation, he returned with a flushed face, bowed to Li Lin with great displeasure, and then went back to the group.

Li Lin narrowed his eyes, not expecting this guy to be so flexible and adaptable, not as crazy as he was in the game, and even seemed to have given in.

Has the plot gone awry?

However, Li Lin was always one to respond to gentle persuasion but not force. After Mephisto backed down, he did not deliberately make things difficult for him again, but instead led the students back to the classroom.

Faust was the last to enter, and Li Lin called him back.

"Little Fu—"

The system faithfully translated Li Lin's words, and Faust's eye twitched slightly.

"My code name is Faust."

“Okay, Xiao Fu,” Li Lin readily agreed and said earnestly, “Personally, I really don’t want to use corporal punishment. On the one hand, it will damage the relationship between teachers and students, and on the other hand, it is not easy to control the degree of corporal punishment. You did very well today.”

Faust was slightly taken aback: This person didn't hold a grudge for talking back, but instead praised me?

After Faust returned to his seat, Li Lin cleared his throat and said, "Alright, students, I'm here to give you a lesson. First, we need to clarify our learning goals. Broken Bones, stand up and tell me, what is the purpose of our learning?"

Broken Bones stood up confidently and replied, "Teacher, I don't know!"

"Honesty! Gryffindor +... Bone Crusher + 10 points!"

"Thank you, teacher!" Although he didn't know exactly how many points he would get for the extra ten, Broken Bone, who had been tricked by Li Lin, was still very happy and sat down joyfully.

"Naive." Mephistopheles crossed his arms and muttered dismissively, though he was secretly listening intently.

"The purpose of our learning is to live better." Li Lin spoke passionately and eloquently on the podium, "Learning is about learning how to live and change the status quo. Terra is already chaotic enough; living docilely cannot last long."

"So, teacher, who should we learn from?"

The sudden question interrupted Li Lin's impassioned speech. Mephistopheles instinctively rolled his eyes, only to realize with a start that he had been listening intently without noticing. When he turned around, he found Faust also listening attentively.

"That's a great question!" Li Lin exclaimed with delight. "Then let me tell you my story."

If the people sitting in the audience right now were the group of mentally ill patients who had suffered so much at the sanatorium at Li Lin's hands, they would be terrified and begging him to stop.

Unfortunately not.

“A long time ago, when I… when one of my friends was first admitted to a mental hospital, the head nurse there had to give each patient a sedative injection at regular intervals.”

Mephistopheles muttered under his breath, "Didn't he say he was going to tell his own story?"