"Ahh——!h

"Hohehehe-"

"Haha...."

**

The howling sound of the ghost crying wolf came down the crack in the golden gate, slightly dull, and Alan frowned.

"Lord Allen, do you need to open the door?" a guard in front of the door asked in a whisper. The gate, which had been open during the day, was now closed, and it is self-evident why this is happening.

"When did this happen?" he asked.

"It didn't take long. The guard said, opening the door at Alan's motion.

A subtle rumbling sound followed, and the originally dull strange scream was instantly clear.

Alan stepped inside, but as soon as he glanced inside, a dark shadow flew in!

"Whoa—"

A chair fell at Allen's feet, shattered, and Alan looked down, and the shattered appearance made his eyelids pick, and he raised his head to look at the crazy girl in the middle of the hall, and he was stunned by her gaze.

What kind of eyes are they, the originally blue eyes have become dark red at this time, not under the influence of some supernatural force, but caused by the bursting of capillaries in the eyeballs, the blood vessels around the eyes bulge, and the blue tendons on her forehead are rising, which shows how much pain she has endured under her crazy appearance.

And yet she was laughing!

Crazy, unscrupulous, laughing with teeth and claws!

Furniture was flying around, and not far away, Margaret and her mother, Catherine, were helpless, forced to dodge by the countless cutlery that flew out of thin air.

"Hahaha-woo"

Looking at her sister and mother's disgraceful and constantly dodging, the girl smiled wildly, laughed and laughed, but she cried weirdly, crying and laughing, crazy.

The original soft long golden brown hair was scattered chaotically at this time, and the light blue dress on her body became dirty because she was sitting at the dining table at this time, and with her crazy appearance, the first impression was that of a madman.

"You can't let the magic out at will, it's dangerous. ”

He remembered what the little girl had said to him, and he couldn't help but sigh as he looked at what was happening now.

There was no spell to appear, and without careful probing, Alan could clearly feel that the flying chairs and cutlery were caused by the release of magic.

The girl who was once a lady is now so crazy that she once persuaded others and now she has no scruples...

He looked a little stunned, and not far away, Margaret happened to see Alan standing at the door after hurriedly dodging a silver fork, and hurriedly shouted: "Go and call Father!"

"Isn't Duke Gross here. Alan frowned.

At this time, in addition to Margaret's mother and daughter, there were many guards in the hall, but they were the same as Margaret's two, looking helpless.

It's not that it's really helpless, but it's that you don't dare to force it.

Renee is first and foremost the daughter of the Duke, and then she is a madman, and the Duke's daughter cannot be easily subdued by force, and it is impossible for the guards to ignore this, so they can only hesitate in place, or cover Margaret and the two, but they dare not come forward to contact the crazy girl at all.

Margaret and her mother didn't have such scruples, but obviously, the two of them as ordinary people were not capable of breaking Renee's "defensive circle", and the countless flying chairs and cutlery looked light and fluttering, but the lethality was not small.

I don't know if there is some secret inside, Alan always feels that Renee's current magic power is different from the normal situation, at least the power that is enough to make the chair shatter Alan can't do it with pure magic.

But despite this, in fact, the current situation is not very difficult,

If Gross was here, the girl couldn't have been so arrogant, or even if Gross wasn't there, she wouldn't normally be able to leave the place of confinement on the top floor of the castle, unless...

Looking at the embarrassed mother and daughter, and then at the other helpless guards in the hall, Alan sighed.

"Do you think you're raising a dog?

He shook his head and stepped up.

Margaret saw his movements in the distance and hurriedly exclaimed: "Don't touch her, you'll go crazy, go call your father!"

She had clearly uttered an important message, so much so that Alan couldn't help but stop walking forward.

Margaret has lost her former elegance at this time, because of her sister's madness, she kept dodging, at this time her hair was messy, the corners of her skirt were missing, and she didn't know whether it was cut off by a knife and fork or hung up, she seemed to be afraid that Alan would come forward impulsively, so she temporarily left her mother's side, pulled her skirt and ran to him in embarrassment, seeing Allen's eager look, frowning and slender.

"You can't touch Renee, or you'll go crazy, the most important thing we should do now is to call our father, only he can.... Why are you going!?"

Margaret was stunned as she looked at Alan's back, and she wasn't done yet!

"I'm sure, don't worry. Alan waved his hand without looking back.

"You-" Margaret apparently didn't think so, and she looked anxious and tried to pull Alan, but she was suddenly staggered by a halo of light that appeared in his hand, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

The feeling of dizziness appeared very suddenly, and Margaret's sober mind couldn't help but be confused, and by the time she came back to her senses, Alan had already approached the crazy Renee.

"You...."She looked at Allen's back with palpitations, her expression still hesitating, but she didn't have the idea of stepping forward.

The dim halo just now wasn't facing her, she just glanced at it, and suddenly felt dizzy, so if my sister saw it...

"Have you gone to inform my father?" she calmed down inexplicably, and asked the guards who had caught up. got an affirmative answer, so she completely relieved herself and looked at Allen's back with a little anticipation.

At this time, the chaos in the hall was still there, but the chase had subsided.

Renee was completely attracted to Alan at this time, because he was the closest one, so the army of chairs and tableware that was originally chasing the Duchess began to surround and rush around, and the "weapons" floating in the air seemed so ridiculous to Allen, but with Renee's blood-red eyes and crazy smile, he felt very strange inexplicably.

So he raised his hand under Renee's staring gaze.

The dim light dimmed, but Renee, who was staring at him, was affected by this, and her distorted facial features were inexplicably sluggish.

Seeing that it worked, Alan slowly stepped forward, but he didn't take a few steps before the screams rang out!

The chaos reappeared on the blood-red eyes, Renee screamed and the weapons around her flew wildly!

"Doesn't work!?"

He was stunned, but Renee didn't give him time to think, and Eren only had time to raise his hand to release a translucent defensive shield (shield technique) to avoid being surrounded, and then the other hand continued to release powerful magic star projectiles to blast these approaching "weapons", and for a while, he became embarrassed.

Messy and violent voices continued to sound from the hall, and the surrounding guards and mother and daughter watched in silence what was happening, and although it still didn't seem to be getting any better, it was clear that things were much better now than they had been.

"Where the hell has Gross gone, and why hasn't he come back?" Catherine had already taken advantage of the confusion to leave the central area of the hall and come to the edge where Margaret and the others were, gasping for breath, and she asked the guard beside her angrily.

"I don't know, ma'am," said the guard, bowing his head, "the Duke didn't tell anyone where he was going before he left..."

"Then you don't have anyone to follow?!" apparently the previous embarrassment annoyed Catherine, so much so that now it began to "affect the innocent".

The guard's head was lowered.

"Don't be like that, mother, even we don't know where my father is, he can't know. Margaret spoke softly to the side.

Catherine didn't know this, but she was too angry, the embarrassment she had just encountered was estimated to be the first time in so many years, but the murderer was still her second daughter, and there was no way to be angry with her.

"That damn stupid pig!" she scolded.

Ignoring her mother's "affectionate" title to Duke Gross, Margaret glanced at what was happening in the hall, turned her head and said, "At least, the situation is under control for the time being, isn't it?" ”

However, Catherine was not optimistic, she slowly calmed her beating heart, looked at Allen's figure, and said: "He can't keep defending, although he is not a mage, but I still know something about mage magic, Allen..."

Before Catherine could finish speaking, a strange flute suddenly appeared, and her clear mind sank into oblivion as she forgot what she had just wanted to say.

The melodious and fluttering sound of the flute, with its beautiful tone, seems to hide infinite reverie, but the effect is terrifying.

"I'm so sleepy..."

"It's also... Spells?"

"Plug your ears!"

The sound didn't go straight at them, and even if they were just affected, the whole person felt drowsy, let alone the main target of the flute.

As the main target of Allen's "attack", Renee also lost her previous crazy and restless vitality at this time, her scarlet eyes were confused, her eyelids were heavy, and she began to open and close.

At first, she could barely support her magic to keep the "weapons" around her floating, but it didn't take long for the power to maintain them involuntarily began to diverge and disintegrate, and the weapons crackled and fell to the ground as a result.

The hall was silent, except for the beautiful sound of the flute and the slight panting of the people around them, and the atmosphere seemed a little dull.

However, this dreary atmosphere did not last long, and under the surprised gaze of many people, Renee's open and closed eyelids finally stopped lifting, and her body collapsed on the long table, and her distorted face was relieved.

"She slept!"

Catherine muttered something like this, joy in her voice.