The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 69 - 68: The Painful Trio Worries They Are Too Kind

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Hengshui Glorious Holy Academy...

Although Arthur had never heard of such an academy, he always sensed an indescribable, great terror.

No wonder it could cultivate talent like Brother Ansu.

Arthur even felt that for Brother Ansu, coming to the Painful Esoteric Sect was like coming ho.

The Cultists woke up at half-past five in the morning, and getting up at that ti in the cold was the most grueling, but Brother Ansu always got up at four-thirty.

They were in mixed-dorm room 201, with about ten people in one room, and Ansu was always the earliest to rise.

If it was only that, it might have been fine.

Ansu’s movents upon waking were so large that the bed creaked and groaned; if it were only this, the roommates might have endured it, after all, as they would be colleagues in the future and would understand one another.

Including the noise from dressing and walking, it wasn’t too much of a problem either, they slept when they should sleep—until this fellow started to read out loud in the morning.

All the roommates could no longer sleep.

’Is this guy even human?’

They were tornted by training all day long to the point of losing their human shape, yet this guy could still get up an hour early to read books?

’Are you a devil?’

The spiritual pressure of room 201 started with Ansu getting out of bed.

The next to wake was Lister, who generally got up at five, because he went to sleep wearing diapers every night, so he had to go to the balcony to hang them out to dry, the sll that had festered all night being the second wave that jolted the Cultists awake once again.

Lastly was Arthur, who woke up the latest. Discover stories at empire

As a Holy Knight, he possessed perfect sleep quality, aside from the occasional snoring, the occasional talking in his sleep, and his habitual sleeping in the nude, he was a normal roommate.

In his dreams, he even practiced the basics of being a Holy Knight, which manifested as punching the walls in his sleep.

The dorm next door would also often reply with punches as if to spar with Arthur, usually accompanied by a few passionate greetings.

Full of energy.

The new students of room 201 felt indignation but did not dare to voice it, after all knowing that these three were infamous pets of the powers that be, and there were rumors about them being the terrifying ’Painful Trio’ on the rise.

After getting up, it was ti to go for the early assembly and class division for the morning exercise.

Ansu was always the earliest to arrive, adding even more pressure to the hearts of the Painful Esoteric Sect mbers, as this guy would even read books while running, and even read out loud!

Could it be that this fellow never felt pain?

After Ansu’s last baptism by the Mother Goddess, his ntal state had greatly improved, and he naturally did not feel fatigue;

As for so-called pain, he did not feel it at all; this level of intensity even made him reminisce about his bittersweet school days, yearning for his youth, and even brought a radiant, sunny smile to his lips.

Commander Angelo nodded to himself as he watched from the side,

He had observed the young Ansu for a long ti, that even at a young age he was no good, and that growing up he would surely beco a major scourge on society, with a future so dark it looked promising.

Now, to be able to smile so pervertedly even while running, his understanding of the doctrine of pain had already far surpassed his peers, entering the exalted realm where one derives joy from pain.

The Painful Court needed geniuses, but it needed perverts even more, and when one person was both a genius and a pervert, his future achievents were boundless.

As for Arthur and Lister who followed behind Ansu, these two were not bad either.

One got up late, didn’t have ti to get dressed, and went straight to run naked on the exercise field, causing the Believers running before and behind him to have pained expressions,

Those in front feared slowing down and getting their behinds poked; those in the back were afraid of running too fast and poking his behind.

A clear vacuum ford around Arthur.

The other was quite a heavyweight; the pressure on the new students running behind him was even greater, obviously, the na ’Painful Hound’ had already spread far and wide,

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The new recruits behind were afraid that the fierce dog would mark its territory while running, so they chose to drink their beverages upwind.

All three of them were promising seeds of the Painful Esoteric Sect... Commander Angelo was very certain of this.

After the morning exercises, it was ti for cultural classes.

Because warfare was still ongoing outside, the instructors were military officers called in temporarily.

The cultural curriculum was about the ceremonies of the Painful Esoteric Sect, such as the origins of the Painful Esoteric Sect, the explanation of primal pain, the explication of the spirit of pain in the new era, and other courses with high intellectual content.

The afternoon’s curriculum included practical combat classes, such as assassination, subterfuge, poisoning, killing techniques, etc., all personally taught by Commander Angelo.

An Su was quite looking forward to these classes.

Among the Seven Great Mystical Sects, the Painful Esoteric Sect had achieved the pinnacle in terms of human body developnt. Many of their battle-ash skills were closely related to sheer slaughter; An Su had just received battle skill points, it was like being offered a pillow as he was falling asleep.

The training venue was the academy’s drill field, where the sun was scorching, causing the grass blades to start curling up. After enduring a whole morning of tornt, all the new recruits in the class were exhausted and couldn’t muster up any energy.

Only An Su and his two companions had steady gazes and beaming smiles.

An Su needs no further explanation,

Arthur’s lifelong dream was to beco a glorious Holy Knight—but his family enrolled him in the Magician’s academy, and now, at last, he was able to realize his dream within the Esoteric Religion, so he was fully focused.

Although learning Assassination Skill, he could hardly be called a glorious Holy Knight.

Lister, on the other hand, thought Assassination Skill sounded cool and had a vibe of a dark-night hero, which greatly stimulated the modest and humble noble soul within him, so he also listened very attentively.

Seeing the firm and studious deanor of these three,

Commander Angelo felt more relieved, thinking that this should be the future of the Painful Esoteric Sect’s Cultists, pillars of the community, thus he taught with even greater dedication.

’As soon as I learn it, I’ll assassinate you.’—The trio thought unanimously in their hearts.

All of the classes were over.

There were fifteen minutes of free ti in the evening, allotted for the Believers to wash up and attend to personal matters.

An Su and his two companions chose a secluded grove to hold a temporary debriefing eting.

"Brother Su," Lister pushed up his glasses, "now that we have beco Cultists of the Painful Court, what about our mission?"

There were three tasks in total: to kill sixty second-order Cultists, to disrupt one hundred first-order Cultists, and to assassinate the Commander of the Whole Legion.

Now, the three of them were separated from their organization, born in the enemy’s main base, and under surveillance by Magic Eyes everywhere. Their schedule was packed so tight that they couldn’t take any action.

The students often moved in groups, no one was alone, making it even harder to make a move.

Exposure ant death.

Without contribution, death ant a zero score.

The star body test alone accounted for forty percent of the marks; if they failed this subject, no matter how well they had done in their previous exams, it would be the end for them.

Arthur’s expression beca serious as well, and he wore a deeply troubled look, "We, as righteous and just saints, are at risk of being exposed at any ti."

"Indeed," sighed Lister gently, "I also feel that I do not fit in well with those surrounding Cultists of the Painful Court."

"Truly, kind and glorious people like us," Arthur said helplessly, "stand out like fireflies in the dark night, no matter where they are."

Arthur and Lister were quite worried about being exposed.

"In three weeks, there will be the practical combat test for the second-order Cultists, and those who score at the bottom will have their fingers chopped off. The top scorers in the monthly exam get battle-ash rewards, and the top three will be promoted to freshn instructors."

An Su said calmly, "Let us, the good ones, think about how to cheat gloriously."

"Good," both Arthur and Lister nodded in unison.