Under the crimson light, the middle-aged Viscount Statford stumbled open the door of the warehouse slightly, but the whole person could no longer control the balance of his body and fell directly to the ground.

He didn't wear a white wig hood as he usually went out, revealing a high hairline and rather messy black hair, the latter of which was even more glued together, as if soaked by the rainstorm and dried a little, but for several hours before, the clouds were thin, the red moon hung in the sky, and it had not rained at all.

Viscount Stafford had drops of sweat running down the stiff lines to his neck, and countless thin black lines seemed to flow under his skin.

He slowly got up from the ground, his body slightly slumped, his facial muscles twisted, and his eyes full of pain and worry.

After looking around, after discovering Sherman, he was happy at first, then became anxious, and rushed over with some difficulty in grasping the balance.

And when Sherman saw him enter the warehouse, his face suddenly became vivid, as if it was covered with a layer of light.

She then looked worried and frightened, and tried to shake her head like crazy, but her neck was firmly fixed by the spider silk and could not be turned.

She became more and more anxious, so much so that tears overflowed from her eyes, drop after drop, crystal clear and fragile.

Seeing that Viscount Steford was about to run in front of her, there was a sudden loud bang between the two.

It was as if there was an invisible wall separating Viscount Stafford and Sherman, insurmountable.

"If you want to lift the curse and take her away, then answer my question without any concealment." At this time, in the corner of the warehouse, a figure was quickly outlined.

She has her own facial features, and she is even more sweet when combined, as if the lover that every man has fantasized about when he was a teenager is the witch Triss.

Without waiting for Viscount Stafford to respond, she raised her right hand directly, causing a pitch-black flame to burst out.

On Viscount Stredford's face, hands, and neck, all the exposed skin suddenly became transparent, highlighting one vein after another.

And in each vein, the black flame burned quietly, flowing silently.

The pain in Viscount Stafford reached its peak at this moment, but disappeared in an instant.

His expression became extremely cold, and there was a bit of ridicule in his eyes, as if it was not himself who was cursed, but Triss, who was separated by a long distance.

A large amount of black flames rose around Triss in the corner of the warehouse, shining a dense network of invisible spider silk, but it couldn't ignite them.

In an instant, Trissy, like Sherman, was "sealed" in a transparent "cocoon", unable to move and unable to escape.

At the height of the warehouse, another figure was outlined, this was a lady of no specific age, wearing a simple and holy white robe, black hair and blue eyes, clear and beautiful, with an indescribable charm.

"Caterina Pellet......" Triss finally whispered a name, as if with all her strength.

At the same time, in the heart of Viscount Stafford and the "arrogant" Herwin Lambis, who was controlled by Abner, also looked surprised, and thought to himself: "The 'White Saint' Caterina...... How did she end up here?

"I thought that in order to capture Triss, the Purple Saintess herself would come over and be ready to capture her...... Unexpectedly, it was Tracy's mother who shot the same as in the original book...... Did she take refuge in the 'Purple Saintess'?

"Huh? Katerina's state doesn't seem quite right...... It seems to be controlled again......

"I'll just say that after going through so many things, the 'White Holy Maiden' should be more cautious and not be exposed easily...... Hehe, it seems that she is really sad enough, no matter which side she goes to, she can't get rid of the fate of being controlled.

"But the ability to control her feels a little familiar...... It seems to have something to do with Helena's 'Wealth Path', and her current situation is similar to that of an extraordinary person or item that was sold to the 'Collector' Channel......

"You have to 'redeem' her to get out of control.

"If that's the case, she should now belong to a 'commodity', and she can be 'stolen' and turned into a 'commodity' in the 'Alvin Palace'."

In a flash of thought, Abner already had a plan in his mind, and decided to take the opportunity to take Caterina later, and when he "returned", he followed the contact to find the item or extraordinary person through the "collector".

And the girl on the roof, Amon, also saw the state of the "White Saintess" in her eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

At this time, Viscount Stafford grabbed himself and pulled out an illusory puppet tightly entangled in black filigree.

He first glanced at Sheman beside him, and then said to Triss that he would do everything he could, and finally glanced at Sherman again, and concluded with a smile:

“…… Your gift is a nice one......"

Hearing Viscount Stford's words, Sherman, who was still struggling habitually, suddenly stopped all movements, and his expression was unprecedentedly dull.

Her eyes were wide open, but unfocused, as if they were sinking inch by inch in the water.

"Love ......" Triss suddenly laughed, as if sarcastic as if laughing at herself.

She didn't feel a little nervous on the surface, but secretly called out to the "old man".

The "discerning eye" of "parasitism" in her heart pretended to sigh, and then with the help of the "Worm of Time" of the real "old man", she simulated the breath of Pales Zoroaster,

At the same time, Triss's eyes suddenly reflected a slightly dim "Time Worm" with twelve translucent links.

These two "Worms of Time" are one after the other, forming the same ring vertically.

The ring turned slowly, casting a large, ancient mottled shadow behind her.

The phantom is like the surface of a wall clock carved out of stone, and it is divided into twelve squares, each of which is gray and white or blue and black, mixed with each other, with clear boundaries and different symbols.

While!

It is as if the bell rings through history, and it swings out layer by layer in the "empty" warehouse.

The next moment, the eyes of the "White Saintess" Catalina regained some brilliance, her face changed suddenly, and she was about to take the opportunity to drill into the world in the mirror, but before she could make any movements, she fell into the previous state again, only this time, as a "commodity", she changed the "owner".

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Viscount Sterford quickly retreated like a cheetah, approached the bound Sherman, and took out a patina cross ornament from the inside pocket of his clothes, on which several spikes protruded, as if he had once penetrated someone.

At this time, the Viscount of Stafford actually put the cross against Sherman's neck, and it seemed that he wanted to threaten Triss, who had gained the upper hand.

Seeing this, what else does Sherman not understand? The expression that she had time to put away suddenly froze on her face, and the look in her eyes became dim a little.

"Love......" Triss who took back control of her body sighed again, and then wanted to order the "White Saintess" to get rid of Viscount Stafford and take Sherman away.

But at this time, Herwin Lambis, who had been hiding in Stfford's heart, heard the pleading voice of the doppelganger of the "Purple Holy Maiden".

"It's all come to this point, is the body of the 'Purple Holy Maiden' still unwilling to do it? What a prudence! Abner really doesn't have a good way to deal with this kind of witch who has been "reluctant" and only allows doppelgangers and puppets to move, but fortunately, "fishing" out the "ageless witch" is just incidental, and his main purpose is to lure Amon into the game.

Thinking of this, Abner no longer hesitated, and controlled the "arrogant" incarnation of the dragon and flew out of the body of Viscount Stafford .

He also deliberately released a trace of Zarathu's aura through his connection with Herwin, but quickly removed it.

At the same time, Princess Vera, who had been following "Alvin Abraham" disguised as Zarathu, also changed the shape of the "mist" shrouded in the surrounding area slightly, revealing a little bit of the power of the "hand of order".

In the warehouse, seeing the appearance of the "dragon", Triss immediately received a warning from the "old man", knowing that he was no longer capable of making any more moves, so she immediately decided to give up on Sheman and let the "White Saintess" take her into the "mirror world".

And the dragon chased after it in an instant.

……

On the roof, Amon stared solemnly in the direction in which the dragon and the witch had left, and muttered for several seconds before smiling again, and muttered to himself:

"The person who made that 'manipulator' a secret puppet was Zarathu? Moreover, in the direction where they chased and fled, there was a faint power of 'order'......

"Is this a trap? A trap for me?

"Heh, it seems that Zarathu and Pales have really joined forces...... Yes, both of them were Solomon's courtiers and had a basis for cooperation.

"In addition, the owner of the power of 'order' seems to be a 'hand of order'......

"Did the House of Augustus join their alliance?

"Really...... Interesting! ”

(End of chapter)