MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing-Chapter 67 Ansu: This level of intensity is considered a holiday for us.

Chapter 67 Ansu: This intensity is considered a holiday for us

 At this time, the deskmate on the right knocked on Ansu's table.

 And a piece of paper was passed over, "Liszt and I have become a hawk."

 Teammates in the same team can see each other’s identities.

Ansu turned around and saw the bright characters "Arthur Sonny" on his deskmate.

　　It is said that the Sun family are all paladins.

Ansu stared at Arthur dimly.

He originally thought that only people born like him would rebel, but he didn't expect that Arthur, an upright knight, would also betray the Holy See!

　　【The legion commander is a fourth-level painful warrior who, together with his henchmen hawks and dogs, bullies men and dominates women and wreaks havoc everywhere.】

 The result is that the legion commander led the three of them to do bad things, right?

Arthur has never been so embarrassed. He has always been bold and free-spirited, but now he is unwilling to look directly into Ansu's eyes.

 Painful Falcon, this title sounds quite domineering and handsome. Ansu thought to himself.

 【Identity: The Eagle in the Heart of the Commander of the Painful Army】

 What on earth did you do in the personality test?

 But the next second, he realized something was wrong.

Hawks and dogs turned out to be separate? Ansu checked his identity.

This should be quite normal, right?

 Ansu thought.

  【Liszt Munn】

Ansu is a confidant, and he and Liszt are hawks and dogs. We are all in the same boat, so we shouldn't act like this.

Liszt has never been so embarrassed. Even though he was always known for his calmness and elegance, his defense was broken at this moment.

“I am an eagle and Lister is a dog.” Arthur explained awkwardly.

  【Title: Vicious Dog of Pain】

Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be like this.

　　What kind of devilish character is this?

[You are a soldier in the first group of the third class of the Painful Military Training Cadre School. You are born perverted and have unique tastes. You expose your majestic bird to your classmates everywhere and cause painful mental pressure to your prey, so you are called the 'Painful Falcon' 】

  【Identity: The trusted dog of the leader of the Painful Army】

 Ansu raised his brows in awe.

 Are you this eagle?

[You are the scout of the first group of the third class of the painful training cadre school. You are born with a strong sense of territory. You urinate everywhere around the cadre school to mark your territory and cause painful psychological pressure to people, so you are called ' Dog of Pain']

  【Title: Painful Falcon】

ˆ【Arthur Sonny】

What about Liszt?

Arthur is an eagle, so Lister should be a dog?

He turned his head and saw that Liszt was his deskmate. At this moment, this guy also looked constipated.

ˆ “.”

 Ansu was silent.

This person’s personality is also heavyweight.

The eagle is naked everywhere and the dog is peeing everywhere. Is this the legendary eagle dog?

 In comparison, Ansu actually felt that his ‘painful confidant’ was not unacceptable.

What on earth did you two guys do in the personality test to cause the stars to short-circuit to assign you such a weird identity?

Although Ansu can probably guess it.

 He sighed slightly. He was born in the enemy's base camp, and all his previous plans were in vain.

 There are enemies all around. Once your identity is revealed, you will definitely be dead.

 Now, the only thing left is to take one step at a time.

In the setting of the game, the Pain Mystery Church trains soldiers in the most cruel and painful way, but Ansu doesn’t know exactly how they train, and the game doesn’t show it.

 The setting is very horrific torture.

 Because the Holy See of Pain uses pain as its energy, they can make their enemies suffer, and they can also make their own recruits suffer.

This time there should be a lot of Painful Secret Cultists sneaking into the world of Naraku. At this moment, the infiltrators should be hiding in the classroom. This is a small class, with only about twenty people.

Ansu observed the expressions of the people around him and found that some people showed a little fear and panic on their faces.

It seems that they did not expect that they would return to the Painful Cadre School this time.

 Ansu became more and more curious.

 “Don’t whisper to each other during class time.”

 The iron door was slowly opened, making a creaking sound.

“You can hear the noise in your class in the corridor.”

 A low and cold voice sounded.

It was a middle-aged man with a cold and majestic face, a shallow scar on the corner of his mouth, wearing a dark brown military uniform, with a white cross on the collar, and a skull logo on his boots.

  【Training Corps Commander: Angelo】

"Don't whisper to each other." Angelo said with a calm expression, "According to the rules, cut off one of your fingers."

 Is it so cruel?

 Arthur looked nervous.

Angelo walked over slowly, his long military boots hitting the floor with a steady echo. He took out a smooth and sharp knife from his cuff and walked towards them.

 The fourth level of oppression seemed to have solidified into substance.

All the believers did not dare to speak out. It seemed that the most terrifying memories in their minds had been touched. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe.

 Are you so cruel?

A painful groan came from beside Ansu,

Then there was the sound of the blade cutting flesh and the sound of bones being chopped off. Angelo cut off the index finger of a cultist neatly and threw it into the trash can in the health corner.

Fortunately, Arthur didn't see himself passing the note and he breathed a sigh of relief.

 Angelo put away the knife and said, "Get ready to gather outside."

 In the next day, Arthur and Lister finally realized why this thing is called the Secret Cult of Pain.

How does it make people suffer?

 Why do the esoteric cultists who sneaked in show such frightened expressions?

 Get up every morning and tidy up the house.

There is a magic theory class in the morning and a practical class in the afternoon. There is only a three-minute break between classes.

 Theoretical classes generally study various esoteric rituals and various torturous knowledge, while practical classes are military training.

This Tantric timetable is accurate to every minute, and even the times for eating and going to the toilet are stipulated.

  The second-level believers dine from 12:00 to 12:10, and the first-level believers dine from 12:10 to 12:20.

 Public restrooms are only open twice a day, at 1:00 pm for 15 minutes of free time, and at 8:00 pm for 15 minutes of free time.

 Practical classes will be held until 11:30 in the evening, and then we will go back to the ten-person dormitory and turn off the lights to sleep.

 Just one day,

Arthur and Liszt felt that they were doomed.

Other freshmen who have just entered the school are suffering in the same way. They suffer from soul pain in the morning and physical pain in the afternoon. They are monitored and controlled at a high intensity throughout the day, and these days will last for half a year.

　　 Tantric believers often choose to commit suicide.

 The resentment and pain visible to the naked eye rose up and were absorbed by the magic circle in the center of the cadre school.

 To the surprise of Lister and Arthur,

Although Ansu felt a little uncomfortable at first, he quickly adapted to the high-pressure training rhythm and gradually became like a fish in water.

There was even a sunny smile on his face.

 It is in sharp contrast to the painful recruits who are dying around them.

 “Aren’t you feeling uncomfortable?” Arthur was shocked.

I, Boss Ansu, am I so cruel?

 “I am a graduate of Guanghuang Holy Academy.”

Ansu looked at him with a smile.

 (End of this chapter)