"Who the hell are you?" Joika's grip on the hilt of the sword didn't let go.

He didn't know the woman in front of him, but he had a sense of déjà vu for her, as if there had been some indescribable relationship between the two for a long time. However, Joika's subconscious thought that the other party was a great threat, although she seemed squeamish and weak. But Joyka knew in her heart that the more harmless a guy seemed to be on the surface, the more terrible the harm could be done.

"Oh, as soon as I came up, I asked who it was. Shouldn't you say, 'Miss, have we met before?'" The woman lifted her hood and showed her face completely in front of Joyka.

"It's you!" This time, Joyka fully recognized the true identity of the woman in front of her.

A few days ago, in front of Alice and Sophia, she was crying with a handful of snot and tears about how she was killed by her best friend and comrade-in-arms Veronica, and the witness who gave Joika the most powerful testimony - the female soldier Christina!

Immediately after, a glimpse of the scenes came to Joika's mind: he met Veronica during a meal, he was drunk and entangled with Veronica in bed, he saw through Veronica's plot to control him with seduction, he grabbed Veronica by the throat, and he killed Veronica as a spellcaster before his consciousness was completely controlled...... The images kept looping in his mind, except that Veronica's face slowly merged with Christina's.

By this time, Joyka had realized that her memories had been tampered with. Which of these two memories is true, which is false, or both? Joyka couldn't tell, and now there was only one thing he could do!

"Yikes!!" Joeyka rushed at Christina with her sword.

He knew that this woman named "Christina" was very dangerous, and he had to slash her before she could cause irreparable damage, or else there would be endless trouble!

"There is no easy road to true love. ”

When Joyka rushed to a place less than 3 meters away from Christina, Christina suddenly uttered this sentence, and Joyka was stunned, and her footsteps stopped abruptly.

"All the vile weaknesses are called insignificant in love, but they become happy and majestic. Christina said again affectionately.

At this moment, Joika's hand stiffened, and the tip of the sword kept lowering downward.

"To lose, not necessarily to have again, to turn around and embrace, not necessarily the weakest. ”

When she heard Christina's third sentence, Joyka's whole body trembled, and her head rolled as if someone had reached into her hand.

"I don't like to see lowly people doing things that are beyond their power, and loyalty becomes worthless because of the arrogance of hard work. ”

When the fourth sentence reached his ears, Joyka suddenly discovered that this was a scorching poem "A Midsummer Night's Dream" written by one of the great writers in the history of Olopa. Joyka learned it from Uncle Merkone when she was a child, and although he didn't know how to study it well because of his active personality, Joyka, who had a great memory, recognized the poem immediately.

"O woman,

When someone cries for you,

Can you find the direction you should go,

With a charming countenance, seductive fragrance and gorgeous teardrops,

Proud, enter into the temple of holiness......"

Christina continued to recite "A Midsummer Night's Dream". Every word contains an irresistible and powerful magic. "Shut up, shut up...... Joika tried desperately to resist, but could not do anything. With the last of his senses, he tried to rush forward and finish off the woman with a sword, but his feet were like nails, and he didn't move.

"Love is not seen with the eyes, but experienced with the heart, so Cupid's eyes are always blindfolded. ”

Joyka knelt down with a "poof", he gave up resistance, no, he had no ability to resist anymore. The consciousness that still has a breath is watching as a powerful foreign will completely takes over its own thoughts.

"Do not insult the truth you do not know, or you will make amends for your past at the risk of your life.

The appearance of these phantoms is nothing but a delusion in a dream;

This boring plot is really as absurd as a powerless dream.

The night breeze after the rain wakes you up from sleep,

The air is filled with the scent of earth and plants,

You suspect that the twinkling fireflies are the stars of the sky that have fallen into the mortal world,

And the ticking of the clock and the shallow singing of the summer insects,

It's as good as the hand of the wind plucking the strings of Xia,

Pop up a cheerful Midsummer Night's dream. ”

By the time a "A Midsummer Night's Dream" had been fully recited, Joyka's body had stopped trembling, and the stiff, cold shell seemed to belong to someone else. The pale face is inlaid with confused, pale eyes.

Christina walked up to Joyka, cupped his chin, and lifted Joyka's head.

"Wake up, my slave. It's time for you to get to work. ”

With that, she kissed Joyka on the forehead.

Rewind time to a few days ago, in that amorous purple room.

Joika, who was wearing only autumn pants, grabbed Christina's neck, who was naked, and lifted her high and her feet off the ground. Joika kept intensifying his strength, and he wanted to kill the woman who was the caster before he was completely controlled by the spell, so that he could avoid the fate of becoming someone else's slave.

However......

Christina's sleek body was heavily planted on the ground. She had been pinched to the point that her eyes were rolling and her mouth was white, and although she was liberated, she could not recover for a while. After a series of unconscious coughs, it didn't take long for her brain, which had fallen into a semi-comatose state due to lack of oxygen, to regain consciousness, and Christina looked up, only to see that Joyka was still holding her hands half-clasped and raised up.

Clearly, in this race against time, Joika lost, and he was completely controlled by Christina's seduction before she strangled her.

"Hahaha...... Hahahaha......" Christina let out a few smug laughs. She picked up the quilt on the floor and wrapped herself back up, then she walked straight to a closet, pulling open the drawer and pulling a pair of scissors out of it as she passed the dresser.

The wood-scented door of the wall cabinet was opened, and what was hidden inside was another girl who was tied up with flowers. "Mmmm......mmmm

The day before yesterday, Veronica and Christina were ordered to go to the city to buy supplies, but Veronica couldn't figure out how her best friend she had known since she was a child attacked her from behind, and after she fell unconscious, she was tied up like a dumpling and stuffed into this dark closet. But when Veronica saw through the crack in the closet door what Christina and Joyka had done from last night to this morning, she instantly understood most of it. It's a conspiracy, a huge conspiracy against Joyka and the ultimate goal is Princess Sophia!

"Christina, what do you, what do you want to do? don't mess around......" After the sackcloth in her mouth was pulled out, Veronica said to her former good comrade-in-arms and best friend. Veronica's face was dead in front of the bright scissors, and she seemed to anticipate what Christina was going to do to her.

"Veronica, I really didn't expect you to be such a person. The scissors in Christina's hand did not cut through Veronica's beautiful face or delicate skin, but cut off her clothes piece by piece, and while cutting, Christina said in a cold tone, "I don't know who sent you, Veronica, but you've been in the Revengen camp for too long, and now you're finally showing your fox tail." You have seduced this nosy man named Joika with your own beauty, and you have cast a spell on him by having a physical relationship with him, and you have tried to control this man to get close to Princess Sophia, and then take the opportunity to take the life of Her Royal Highness. ”

"No, never! it's all you...... You bastard!!" Veronica cried out like madness, two long tear streaks on her cheeks, her will to survive and her friend's betrayal, making her scream of despair the most she had ever had.

However, the soundproofing of the room was so good that even if Veronica screamed in her throat, no one outside would hear her. Christina ignored Veronica's swearing, and while she still cut the little fabric left on Veronica's clothes, she said to herself, "But you ended up playing chess, and he choked Joica's neck before she could take full control of her." Then this man will carry your body to Princess Sophia, and as for me after being attacked by you, after I am freed from my restraints, I will serve as an important witness to confirm that everything this man said is true. ”

After saying the last sentence, Christina also cut the last piece of fabric from Veronica's dress. At this time, Veronica, except for the rope that was not half loosened on her body, was curled up naked in the closet as if she had just been born.

Christina grabbed Veronica by the hair and dragged her out of the closet, and as Veronica hit the ground and opened her mouth to scream in pain, Christina quickly shoved a blue pill into Veronica's mouth and slapped it the valve on her chest. "Uhhhh

"What did you give me?"

"Rest assured, it's not a deadly poison. Just inject some magic into you. So that after you die, you still have a magical reaction on the corpse. ”

"Go away, you devil! I won't be your substitute!"

But Christina ignored Veronica's anger, she stood up, returned to Joyka, and reached out her fingertips to touch his strong muscles.

"There is no easy road to true love.

All the vile weaknesses are called insignificant in love, but become happy and solemn.

......”

Christina began to recite the beautiful verses of A Midsummer Night's Dream. At the same time, Joyka moved like a marionette. Step by step, he walked towards Veronica.

"No, Mr. Joyka, please wake up!!!" said Veronica, still bound, unable to move, and pleaded to the expressionless, advancing Joyka.

But her voice would not reach Joyka's mind at all.

"Click" - with the sound of a human throat being choked, an innocent girl, with desperate and unwilling eyes, fell on the soft carpet, her face frightened and dead!