Even Joyka, who had "a lot of experience" in the affairs of men and women, had never had such an experience: he had fallen asleep unsuspectingly with his head resting on a girl's fragrant shoulder.

Because it was so comfortable, this unprecedented, extraordinarily comfortable, easily disintegrated his most powerful weapon: vigilance!

It was only when Joyka's warrior instinct gradually overwhelmed this imposed subconscious that he realized that there was danger just now—if someone suddenly gave him a blow at this time, his life would be on the back of this pink room—and therefore, Joyka forcibly woke herself up.

"You're awake? It doesn't matter, you can go back to sleep. Sensing the slight movement of the man who was close to her, the girl said softly.

"No!" Rejecting the girl's kindness, Joyka raised her head, stretched her heavy eyelids, and after sorting out her thoughts, asked, "Where am I?"

"This is my boudoir. Isn't it pretty?" replied the girl, somewhat ostentatiously.

"I ...... Why am I here?"

"You got drunk at the bar last night. ”

"Did you take me in? Thank you. I—this, what did I do last night?"

"Are you ......" The girl lowered her head, looked at her body, and then at Joyka, a blush crossed her face, and said shyly, "We, we are all like this now, what else have you done?"

At this time, Joyka was shirtless on her upper body, and although she wore autumn pants on her lower body, she did not tighten her belt because she was in a hurry to put them on, and the girl's body was only wrapped in a brocade quilt below her chest, revealing only her jade-carved arms and shoulders. In this situation, anyone can think with their toes what happened to the man and woman before. This knowingly advisor made Joyka feel ashamed. He is not one of those hypocrites who dare not act, but this time the incident is beyond his control, and he himself is not actually prepared to do so.

"Alas, what a bastard I am. Joika shook her head self-deprecatingly, stroked the girl's face, and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

"You're a bastard! The girl glared at Joyka angrily.

The girl's gaze is powerful to any man. A smile and a frustration are enough to break any strong will. Naturally, for a man as good as Joyka, it will be no exception.

The pair of talking eyes made Joyka fascinated, like falling into a fog. In a daze, the distance between the two people who were staring at each other was getting closer and closer, and their lips were about to touch again as if they had docked countless times last night.

Suddenly, a cold light flickered through Joyka's eyes. At the last moment, Joyka forced herself to wake up again, and he pushed the girl who was getting closer and closer.

"Miss, have we met before?"

This should have been an old-fashioned vulgar remark about accosting a woman in a bar, but now Joyka said it in a vigilant tone.

The results of more than a month of cultivation are not only a great increase in magical attainments. The fat that has accumulated on the body for many years has become strong muscles, and the fat body that has been swollen has become a reassuring and strong body. Cassius made up his mind to undergo high-intensity physical training and combat skills training, and in the end, it only took a little more than a month to turn himself into a battle mage.

"Control time? So, that woman with the baby in her arms was the driving force behind your determination to do this extreme practice?"

Owen ate his lunch in the basket as he pondered what Cassius had just said.

At this time, the three of them were sitting on the ground outside the mouth of the nameless valley and eating together. In addition to the lunch that was supposed to be given to Cassius, Owen and Sophia also packed their own food in baskets and brought it. They don't dare to share the food that Cassius values most.

"Yes, but no matter how much I practice, I haven't been able to find a way to restrain her from stopping time. At this, Cassius frowned, showing that he cared very much about this.

"Time magic cannot act directly on the human body unless some kind of pact has been established between the caster and the subject. You've seen the magic of time before, so you probably know this factor. Speaking of this, Owen couldn't help but pause, he was reluctant to mention what happened between the Snowy Federation and Regunor in front of Cassius, and after waiting for a while, seeing that Cassius had no reaction, Owen continued, "Is it possible that what you encountered was not time magic at all, but some kind of spiritual magic, which invaded your nerves, making you mistakenly believe that time was stopped, and then had the illusion of being beheaded and dismembered?"

"No way!" said Cassius categorically, "I felt so real at the time that it could never have been a hallucination." As for the contract you mentioned, I have also considered it, and I think it may be the baby's cry, and the moment I hear the cry, the contract has been unconsciously concluded. ”

This kind of thing is a contract, which can only be produced when both parties confirm each other, and Reguno also deceived his partners into reaching a contract with him to connect time magic by giving gifts that day, how could a contract be generated as soon as he heard the other party's voice? When Owen wanted to continue to question this obvious issue, he found that Sophia shook her head at him and motioned him with her eyes to stop talking.

Apparently Sophia had questioned Cassius in the same way, but the result was the same as now, and the stubborn Cassius did not accept it.

"That's right. Where's Ray? Didn't he come with you?"

"What, what's wrong?" the girl lying on her side on the ground showed a pitiful expression.

The man who was still snuggling up to her just now suddenly became so hideous, which caught her off guard.

"Don't pretend to be garlic! I know you, you're one of the female soldiers on Sophia's side. Joyka directly pointed out the identity of the girl.

"Huh?" After being recognized, the girl froze.

"Not only the color of her hair and eyes, but also the way she behaves and dresses, she imitates Sophia everywhere, and then approaches me with some similarities that arise from imitating Sophia. Who the hell are you, and what are your goals!" Joeyka asked sharply.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Joyka suddenly felt a sharp pain pouring down from the top of her head. His mind went blank like a lightning strike, and then Joyka felt another consciousness invade his mind that he didn't know, quickly taking over his thoughts.

"Hahahaha...... What's so good about Sophia? What's wrong with me? That so-called 'princess' doesn't have your heart, she just brings you pain, and I bring you joy. After a few laughs, the girl's eyes changed, becoming bewitching, strange, and dangerous, "You just 'enjoyed' my body, but you kicked me away for another woman, how can there be such a cheap thing in this world?"

"You...... Ahh

"Don't think about anything. You just need to obey me, satisfy me, and be my most loyal servant. The girl stretched out her hand, but stroked Joika's sweaty forehead. Although the girl's movements were still light, Joyka could no longer feel the tenderness, he only felt nauseous.

"Ah......h

Joyka roared, using the last power of her self-consciousness that had not yet disappeared, jumped up, and before the girl could react, she stretched out her iron pincer-like hand, grabbed the girl's throat, and lifted her up.

The girl's feet lifted off the ground, and the quilt wrapped around her body slid to the ground, and her naked body was once again revealed in front of Joyka. She struggled to breathe, rolled her eyes, and tried desperately to break Joyka's fingers with her hands, pounding Joyka's head, and kicking Joyka's body with both feet, but it didn't change anything. Joeyka didn't move, he had already moved to kill, and he had to kill the girl.

As soon as the caster is dead, the spell will naturally be lifted - but that's not the only reason Joika wants to kill the girl. Behind this girl, there must be a huge mysterious organization hidden.

The Truth Society, the Purifier, the Night Stalker, the Necromancer?

No matter who the other party is, Joyka knows that the real target of the other party is Sophia. Once he is controlled, the other party can easily use him to his detriment against Sophia. This is something that Joyka absolutely cannot tolerate.

A couple of men and women who were in love not long ago are fighting to the death at this time, until one of them finally can't hold on......