In the battle a few days ago, due to the sudden intervention of the forces of the Death City-State of Nailo, the Truth Society, which knew that it could not take advantage of the melee, chose to retreat on its own initiative. After escaping from the Avenger camp, Mukasha told the four werewolves to leave on their own, and he fled on foot with Christina to the north.

Although Kristina knew that there were a number of secret Truth strongholds along the way, Mukasha did not go to those strongholds, nor did she reconnect with any of the Truth members, but instead walked backwards on the way of the refugees as "father and daughter". This puzzled Christina, but she didn't dare to ask because she had a very frightened feeling when she followed Mukasha. This has kept her conscientious, honestly afraid, and afraid to disobey her—a far cry from the mystery and anticipation she had in her correspondence with her "mentor" over the years.

But she couldn't make Kristina think too much about it now, and she knew that she could only carry out all Mukasha's orders without hesitation. Who made her the main person in charge of the intelligence network that organized the Revengers, and now that she has lost all the spies of her subordinates, and the organization's intelligence work on the Revenge camp has also been paralyzed, Christina must be held most responsible in any case, and the punishment of the organization is very severe.

However, what worries Christina the most now is not that she will be punished by the Order, but what the Lich King said......

"Cough cough, cough ......"

The coughing sound coming from the guest room seemed to be deliberately urging her.

"Oh oh! here we are!" replied Christina, who had come back to her senses, and immediately entered the room with the kettle.

Inside the room, Mukasha was half-seated on the bed with his back against the bed pole. His eyes were deep-set, his eyes were dark, his facial muscles were stiff and yellow, and he looked thinner than he had been at the Avengist camp a few days earlier. I don't know if it was injured in the battle, or if it was consumed too much.

As soon as he saw Kristina, Mukasha raised his weak, withered hand, pointed to a wooden bowl on the table, and glanced at Kristina wearily. Kristina understood, and immediately ran to the table, filled the wooden bowl with the water from the kettle, and brought it to Mukasha safely.

Mukasha took the wooden bowl with trembling hands and staggered it to his lips. But his dry, cracked lips had not yet been moistened by the water, and only a "porphyr" sound was heard, and his hands trembled, and the wooden bowl fell to the ground, and the water in the bowl spilled all over the ground.

Christina's face turned pale, and she didn't dare to slack off, so she immediately picked up the wooden bowl on the ground, ran back to the table, picked up the kettle, filled it with another bowl of water, and brought it back to Mukasha. This time, Christina was no longer light-hearted, she helped Mukasha to sit down, fed the wooden bowl to Mukasha's mouth, and watched him drink the water little by little—and when the bowl was all drunk, Christina let out a long sigh of relief.

"Ah......h

After closing his eyes for a while, when Mukasha opened his eyes, he saw that Christina was still standing by the bedside, Mukasha nodded with satisfaction and said, "You are doing a good job, my good girl." ”

Along the way, in order to hide from others, they are referred to as father and daughter, even when there is no third person.

"You, you're fine. Christina stammered in reply.

"How can it be okay?" Mukasha spread out a handkerchief. That's what he used to cover his mouth and nose when he coughed.

Christina saw that the handkerchief was covered in blood. It seems that Mukasha's lung disease has reached the point where there is no cure.

"I ...... I'm going to find a doctor!" Christina immediately stood up, turned and ran to the door. Now she regrets a little that she declined the fat aunt's help.

But Mukasha caught her hand from behind. "Don't worry, girl. Mukasha, whose face was pale, showed a strange smile, "No matter how good a doctor is, he can't cure it, otherwise the owner of this body, Mukasha, would have cured his illness a long time ago, and he wouldn't have defected to our Truth Society." ”

"Isn't it......? There must be something else, right!" Things were going in a direction that Christina didn't want to see, and she didn't even dare to think about it.

In the face of Kristina's nervousness, Mukasha could see her concern at a glance. He sneered and said, "This body won't last long, but I won't die." Girl, I know what you're thinking. You must be thinking about what that kid Howard said. ”

"Howard?"

"Well, the so-called 'Lich King' you know, Howard was his name two thousand years ago. He said that I had been choosing the most suitable person among the disciples of the Society of Truth for thousands of years to replace their bodies and existences in order to prolong my life. Do you believe that?"

"This must be the Lich King's, I won't believe it!" Christina roared, almost as if she were swearing it.

"No! What he said, it's all true. Mukasha said coldly.

Hearing this, Christina's head "buzzed" and went almost completely blank. Her chest rose and fell violently, her breathing was short, her face was pale with a "swish", and fear took over her heart.

Mukasha took Christina's hand and smiled, "Girl, I know that you are the most loyal disciple, and you are willing to give everything you have for the organization, and you are willing to give everything you have to welcome back our Lord Lucifer. Right?"

"I, I, I...... What am I going to give?"

The dry hand caressed the girl's smooth face, and finally stroked her chin. "Sure enough, she is a very beautiful girl. You're really good-looking. Mukasha laughed chillingly, "In the past thousands of years, I have mostly used men's bodies and identities, and occasionally I have used women, but this is the first time for a young and beautiful girl like you." ”

"No! I don't want to!"

The last layer of gauze was torn, and Kristina knew what she was up against, so she shook off Mukasha's hand and rushed to the door!

But it was too late, and Christina found herself unable to move her legs at all, as a magic circle suddenly unfolded under her feet without her even realizing it, pinning her feet firmly in place.

"When was the magic array laid down? Could it be...... Water!" Kristina suddenly realized that Mukasha had just spilled a bowl of water on the ground with a trembling voice, not by accident, but by premeditation.

"Clever, able to think of the water just now, it really didn't disappoint me. That's right, this magic circle I set up is activated by water. Mukasha was unabashed, and his sinister smile made people feel cold from their spine.

"No, don't! You're not my father. I don't want to be your stand-in, I don't want ......."

"Of course I'm not your father, but I'm your mentor, and you shouldn't object to that. ”

"Please, don't, don't ......"

Christina knew she couldn't resist, and she pleaded bitterly.

But there is no point in resisting or pleading. Mukasha stretched out his hand, stroked Kristina's hair, and said with a "kind" look: "Don't worry, Kristina, you won't die, let alone disappear." I will let you survive in another way, with me, forever. ”

......

"Don't! Stop! Don't......"

The fat aunt, who was cleaning up in the warehouse, was startled by the frightened tip of the girl coming out of the guest room.

"Little girl, what's going on?" the fat aunt immediately threw down the things in her hand, rushed to the warehouse with a "knock knock", and ran in the direction of the guest room......

At this time, in Shangri-La, a border city in the relatively peaceful country of the Kingdom of Pole, another "father and daughter" were leisurely "playing" in a small park.

"Here, here you go. The young and handsome Carlovin handed a piece of freshly baked, sprayed wheat cake to a little girl who was swinging.

Emilia hesitated, her expression impatient, but eventually reached out and took the wheat cake.