Chapter 158: Pets and Sacrifices

About half an hour later, the little cat woman opened her eyes very abruptly!

"Meow?" felt like she was lying in a soft and warm place, and at first the little catwoman's eyes seemed a little confused, but soon became clear.

And the little cat woman looked at the muse sitting on the side, and somehow, she felt an unusual sense of intimacy from the muse, as if she were her dearest relative.

"Hmm, what was I thinking?"

"What is a loved one? What does a loved one mean?"

"What seems to be in your head?"

"Meow-"

Catwoman held her head in confusion, and she felt that there was suddenly something in her head that she didn't understand, and she felt very dizzy for a while.

"Meow-" Holding her head, the kitten girl rolled around on the soft bed, making her floral dress full of wrinkles.

And when she almost rolled back and forth three times, she suddenly faced a pair of eyes full of blue brilliance, and there were dark golden rippling eyes in the depths of her pupils!

It is the muse that is detached from meditation!

"Master!" looked at the muse, and the little catwoman suddenly said a word in a childish voice, but looking at her blank face, I am afraid that I don't know what I mean by what she said.

Slowly retracting the vision in his eyes that had just been released from meditation, the muse beckoned to the little cat woman, and the little cat woman also climbed to the muse's side very obediently, gently rubbing the muse's hand.

Raising his hand and caressing the little cat woman's head, the muse's eyes gradually glowed blue again, checking the effect of the enlightenment little by little.

After a moment, Muse nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the little catwoman lying on her side with a confused face, and he said slowly, "I know you're very confused right now. ”

"And don't understand anything. ”

"But it doesn't matter. ”

"You just need a little time to learn, a little time to digest the knowledge I left in your head. ”

"After all......"

"Under the influence of the Enlightenment, your wisdom has reached the same level as that of humans, and even slightly surpassed!"

Nodding her head incomprehensibly, the little catwoman closed her eyes, and after a long time of brewing in her heart, she raised her little head into the eyes of the muse, and said word by word, "Master...... Cordial...... Different...... Loved ......"

But then she thought of something again, and continued with a wincing look: "Feeling...... Master...... Hide...... Powerful...... Fear...... Scared ......"

At this time, Muse felt that Catwoman's body was a little stiff when she said the next few words.

"Do you feel it faintly......" shrugged, and the muse was not surprised by the words of the little catwoman.

Beast humans have a part of the blood of beasts in their bodies, and their perceptions are naturally very keen, and they usually have the innate ability of [Wild Intuition], so it is not surprising that they can feel something beneath the surface.

"So......" Muse stroked Catwoman's head again, "show it a little......

silently closed his eyes, and when the muse opened his eyes again, although there was no change in appearance, it always felt that he had changed drastically!

Deep, wise, and erudite temperament coexist, a trace of blue brilliance flashes on the expressionless face, the madness in the eyes coexists with the light of reason, the cold gaze does not contain a trace of emotional fluctuations, there is no good and evil, no likes and dislikes, but it seems to be able to see through all the objects it touches from the inside out!

That's the attitude of the Grand Arcanist when he studies the truth!

"Meow !!" When the muse at this time set his eyes on the little catwoman beside her, the little catwoman's body instantly tensed up and down, every muscle was trembling, her pupils were unconsciously dilated, and the hair on the cat's ears and tail exploded!

What that gaze contained was only the coldness of looking at experimental animals, and some were only interested in physiological structures!

And under the muse's gaze, the little catwoman quickly tilted her head and fainted......

The corners of her mouth outlined a trace of arc, and a hint of magic quickly appeared in the muse's hand, and then slowly covered the little catwoman's head.

- "False Memory"!

Manipulating the power of the three-ring spell of the prophecy system, the muse quickly weaved a false memory, completely covering the memory in Catwoman's mind......

"It's not good to frighten a pet......"

Shaking his head, his eyes open and closed, the muse hid everything again, changed back to the standard posture of a nobleman, and after pulling the string next to the bed to summon Mina in, he lightly ordered: "Go and arrange a separate room for my little pet!"

"Prepare her dinner at the same time!"

"Don't let her go hungry!"

"And ......"

"Her name is 'Lu'!"

"Now she doesn't understand anything, wait for her to wake up, and slowly teach her how to eat!"

"Your command, Master Muse. Leaning over slightly, Mina gently picked up the little catwoman and exited the room.

Mina didn't dare to slack off a bit, after all, she knew that in the eyes of the nobles, the status of the beloved pet was much higher than that of the maid.

While the Muse is dealing with the little catwoman's business.

Deira, Inner City.

In the Alec family's mansion, in a gloomy chamber, a circle of burning candles burned silently around the obsidian-carved idol, and in front of the hideous idol, dripping blood.

Three alive and full hearts were placed in front of the idol, twitching from time to time, and then spurting out the remnants of blood, and the bodies of the three hearts' original owners, the three young maidens, had long since been thrown aside at will, and they had become dead due to massive blood loss.

Surrounded by the three-colored light radiating from the idol, the three hearts quickly withered and blackened, crumpled like apples that had been left for three months, and finally turned into a purple-black lump.

In the process of the heart drying up, a low prayer sounded at the same time.

"Our Lord Jones......"

"You are the supreme ...... of death You are the embodiment of killing...... You are the ruler of the devil......"

"Your name is for the holy...... Your word is a law...... Your will is for the faith......"

In front of the idol, there is an evil priest of the Deathwill sect embroidered with gold threads on the cuffs presiding over this sacrifice!

And in the small secret room, another person standing in a black robe was none other than Pampas Alec!

In the midst of repeated prayers, a thick gray mist gradually poured out from the hideous idol and permeated the secret room, finally turning into two pillars of fog and pouring into the bodies of the evil priest and the pampas!

Thank you for not believing in the nickname and repeating the monthly pass of the book friend, and thank you for the collection and recommendation of the book friend!