Starchild Escapes Arranged Marriage Chapter 1107

Chapter 1107

"Bang!" Morris, who was completely soaked, was forcefully ejected from the simulated c.o.c.kpit.

The simulated c.o.c.kpit, used for testing the Black Overlord, seemed to spit out Morris like a huge piece of garbage and quickly closed.

Only Morris remained, with a despairing, incredulous, and trembling figure.

"Is this a joke?"

"Am I not qualified to operate the t.i.tled machine?"

"How is this possible? I am a hero-ranked knight, conferred by the empire!"

Morris couldn't accept this fact. It was like desperately earning a chance to be with his first love, only to be told it was just a one-sided wish.

Not only did he fail to gain recognition from the Black Overlord, but he also had his testing qualifications stripped away.

He had never heard of a tester getting forcefully ejected from the simulated c.o.c.kpit so mercilessly.

This means that he is not as adaptable as those who haven't even reached the level of a hero-ranked tester in the Black Warrior.

How is it possible? His strength is truly at the hero-ranked level. Even if he didn't meet the requirements of the Black Warrior, he would never be so mercilessly rejected.

Why?

Why on earth?

"Why!"

"Why, Black Warrior, why did you reject me!"

"I am clearly the strongest knight!" Morris yelled, trying to open the simulated c.o.c.kpit again, but this time there was no response at all.

You, have no qualifications, to answer so coldly.

The Black Warrior completely rejected Morris' requirements to become his knight in this way.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

Morris couldn't believe, was too afraid to believe, this was the Dark Overlord's response to him.

"It was me first, I was the first to become a hero-ranked knight, I am the one closest to you!"

"Since the first moment I saw you, I can never look at anyone else again!"

"You are mine, can only be mine, I won't allow you to reject me!"

"Overlord, open your eyes and look at me!"

Silence, a cold silence.

The black king didn't speak, but he found a way to say "no" to Morris that made him feel hopeless.

The reason is actually very simple.

Floating behind the crazy Morris, the black eyes emitted a strange aura.

Morris' hero-ranked power didn't belong to this world, it was a result of pollution from the abyss.

How could something like that be together with the black king, who represents the perfect bloodline of this world and is driven by perfect gems, and become its master?

To the black king, Morris who entered the simulation c.o.c.kpit was just a big piece of garbage, not qualified to control the t.i.tled machine.

What the black king craved was a perfect knight.

Since the moment Morris accepted the power from the abyss, he could only live on as a disciple of the evil G.o.d.

Morris is not stupid, nor is he foolish, otherwise he wouldn't be one of the few elite knights in the Leviathan Empire, with the power to freely paint his magic armor.

However, because he cared too much about the Black Overlord, he kept deceiving himself and believed that he was the only one who was special.

Now, he finally understands the mistakes he has made and the dark path he has taken.

But if he doesn't do this, what else can he do?

Being weak is the biggest sin!

Without forming a contract with the power of the abyss, he won't even have a chance to approach the Black Overlord.

The last time he saw the Black Overlord, this imperial's strongest t.i.tled machine was still in the development stage. It was an encouragement ceremony for the young officers of the empire who were expected to become the strongest knights of the empire in the future.

In that ceremony, he stood in the last row of the knight order.

In the front row were the princes of Emperor Ludwig XII.

In the middle row were the influential n.o.bles of the country, the offspring of aristocratic families, and branches of the royal family.

Finally, they are the young knights who are considered the future elites of the empire.

The seemingly equal ceremony actually divided people into different social cla.s.ses from the very beginning.

These knights, who come from small n.o.ble families, can never obtain a t.i.tled machine in their lifetime unless they miraculously advance to become hero-ranked knights.

If he hadn't made a pact with the abyss, those high-born n.o.bles wouldn't even need to pretend, and they would have no chance of coming into contact with a t.i.tled machine.

In the strictly hierarchical Leviathan Empire, if one wants to climb up and compete with the children of those high-born n.o.bles, they need to work harder than anyone else and achieve something that no one can ignore.

The emperor of the empire is a wise ruler who has promoted the development of science and technology.

However, even he cannot solve this social cla.s.s problem.

According to reason, a talented knight like Morris would have the opportunity to marry a n.o.blewoman and be accepted into the upper echelons of society if he can succeed.

It would take several generations for his descendants to have a chance to compete on the same level as the children of other high-born n.o.bles.

However, Morris didn't want to wait anymore!

"Ada... I know it's you..."

"Because of you... I cannot gain the approval of the Black Overlord..."

"But... I don't actually hate you..."

After calming down and understanding why he would never be acknowledged by the Black Overlord and even be despised, Morris's eyes were filled with despair.

Finally, he attempted to make another deal:

"If I sacrifice the remaining years of my life and only have one year left, will it grant me the ability to control the Black Overlord?"

A large number of black particles gathered in front of Morris, gradually forming an "X" symbol.

In the depths of the abyss, this represents "no."

In other words, even if Morris sacrifices almost all of his life, it is not enough to make a deal with the abyss and gain the qualification to control the Black King.

Morris was mentally prepared for this answer a long time ago.

Just obtaining the power to sneak through shadows and briefly shift through matter has consumed eleven years of his life. To gain the qualification to control the Black King, it would mean completely deceiving the recognition mechanism of the Black King. It seems that even sacrificing his entire life would not be enough.

A deal with the abyss is so cruel and heartless.

"So, let me ask a different question. Is there any way for me to obtain the Black King?" Morris' expression became increasingly determined, as he was prepared to give up everything.

A large amount of black particles gathered again, forming another symbol.

It was in the shape of the letter "O."

This symbol represents "can" or "able to."

Upon seeing this symbol, Morris showed a hint of hesitation on his face.

He knew that if he chose this path, he would be doomed to an endless cycle of suffering.

However, did he have any other choices?