Chapter 249: Curse

"Can't you understand human speech after you become a ghost?" Clyde looked helplessly at Rem who was bound by purple magical chains in front of him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're not just a swordsman, you're a magician?!"

"No, I've also been a knight, a spearman, an assassin, and a priest, and that's all my experience of traveling to various countries~ Well, as for the swordsman, I only recently started using that kind of long knife. Clyde chuckled.

"Cut! I won't let you hurt my sister and Mistress Emilia's ・・・・・・・"

"I wasn't going to hurt ・・・・・・・ in the first place!" ・・・・・・Clyde said, his face suddenly changing from helplessness to joy.

"What started・・・・・・・・ Rem froze before she could finish her words.

The light ・・・・・・・ starlight like fireflies floated from the ground, and the blue light painted a beautiful picture in the beautiful night sky, and even the presence of Clyde, whom she was disgusted with, made sense.

Clyde's eyes also flashed blue, and the red saucer in his hand had a colorless liquid for some reason・・・・・・・・

"Moon Brew, this is a specialty of a certain ghost tribe, well~ Although it is a specialty, it is a fine wine that can only be collected in a certain period, and it seems that tonight's wine will be very delicious~" Clyde's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand was slowly raised, and in Rem's sight, Clyde seemed to have placed a plate under the moon to collect wine.

"The Praise of the Moon, from the gift of the moon, um~ The wine that the ghost king who slammed the door gave me has long been drunk, and now it looks ・・・・・・ to collect the wine with their methods" As he spoke, the aroma from the wine gradually drifted into Rem's nose, and the sweet smell of wine made Rem retreat from the ghost mode.

"That's right. Clyde smiled at this, and then took out another small plate from his bosom, scooped a little from the red dish and threw it to Rem, and surprisingly, the plate of wine that was thrown out did not spill half a cent!

"・・・・・・・・・" Rem looked at the small plate of wine in her hand with a surprised face, she obviously had never drunk alcohol, at this time she was like an alcoholic who wanted to quit drinking, she kept thinking about not drinking, but she just couldn't help but want to take a sip.

When the wine flowed into her throat, Rem only felt a strong feeling of swelling in her head. Although she had never drunk alcohol, it did not prevent her from commenting on this Fluttershy, which was strong and clean, mellow and refreshing, with a strong fragrance that filled her nostrils and made her feel a sense of wandering.

It's like the wine of the gods!

"Hehe~ It's delicious, right, but even the ghost clan can't drink too much, unless you are the ghost king, otherwise you will be drunk to death in bed the next day if you drink too much. Clyde smiled.

"Hmm・・・・・・・・" Rem gritted her teeth and glared at the man in front of her viciously, after drinking that small dish of wine, her face was slightly red・・・・・・・Well, it became sweet and lovely? At least Clyde didn't feel anything, not that he was incompetent, but he just didn't have (good) feelings.

"As I said before, I have nothing to do with the Witch Sect, and I don't have anything to do with that witch. Clyde said indifferently, and at the same time drank all the drinks in the red plate, and the moment he drank it, all the surrounding points of light disappeared, and the night sky became as usual, without the beautiful scene like a fairy tale.

"Do you think I'm going to believe it?" the disgust in Rem's eyes didn't fade in the shredd.

"・・・・・・・・・" Clyde was indifferent, then raised his hand to slowly take off his shirt, and then took off the long sleeves full of weights, revealing his scarred body.

"Shhh

"Feel it carefully, um・・・・・・ since you can distinguish the witch's afterfragrance by smelling, then you can smell it, am I the witch's aftertaste?" Clyde said softly, and then a layer of pitch-black mist emerged from every scar on his body, and from a distance, he thought it was a layer of sludge!

"It's disgusting・・・・・・・ no, it's not the smell of a witch, it's something ・・・・・ more disgusting smell・・・・・・・" Rem's frown soothed a little, but the smell that far exceeded the witch's made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Maybe the group of guys who are concerned by the witch are also like being cursed, the witch's afterfragrance is a curse, and my curse is a curse of the gods, and it is natural to be more disgusting and dirty. With that, Clyde put his clothes back on, "Now you will take my word for it, Miss Rem. ”

"Reluctantly, although it has been proven that you are not a member of the Witch Sect, I still don't know your purpose and whether it will pose any threat to Lord Emilia. ”

"Oh・・・・・・・・・" seems to be barely enough, and then it's time to solve the problem of Warcraft.

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"You・・・・・・ you・・・・・ you・・・・・ who are you?!" The Earl of Glamorgan was a middle-aged man, who spoke timidly and was clearly a wall-weed.

"Your territory, we have taken it!" the dark-haired girl smiled evilly, and then stretched out her right hand towards the man.

"No, no, no!!! you can't do this! I am King Arthur・・・・・・ King Arthur's Earl of Glamorgan! You can't take my land!" The thirst for power made the cowering middle-aged man burst into ・・・・・・ courage? No, or rather, the madness of not being afraid of death?

But it was just a shout, and in the end, the black-haired girl's hand pressed on his forehead without hindrance.

Click!

"Alright, his memories have been cleansed, and we'll take over this place from now on!" the black-haired girl turned and shouted to the Heroes.

"Oh oh oh oh !!!!!"

"Very good, then summon a shot now!" the black-haired girl's words instantly knocked everyone who was still cheering.

"We've come to this world!!How can it be ・・・・・・" Before Tamamo finished speaking, a Heroic Spirit Summoning Array appeared in front of the black-haired girl, "What's going on!?When did you have this thing?!"

"Hehe~ Even if you don't look at my face, you have to look at Clyde's face~ The more servants you summon, the more magic power Clyde herself provides, and the stronger her strength will be after appearing as a Heroic Spirit, and it is not a problem to provide magic power across borders!" the black-haired girl grinned.

"And this reasoning?!" xn

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The second update of the two daily shifts!(To be continued.) )