It's really not going to be calm tonight.

When Clark helped Kuyla and did nothing, he returned to the old house, and before he could turn on the lights, his keen perception told him that there were other people in the house.

"Smack."

The dim incandescent lamps were lit, and Cooira's two friends, Jasper and Horace, were now tied to their chairs with bruised noses and swollen faces, and placed in front of them.

And in the four corners of the room, five or six people were tall and big, and the bodyguards in suits who were not easy to mess with at first glance looked at them expressionlessly.

Oh, it looks like they're being put on guard.

"Kouira!"

A pretended voice called out Kuira's name, and it was obvious to Clark that the big sister who had been leaning on him softly had now completely regained her strength and got rid of his support.

"Von Hermann!" Kuyla took a few steady steps, "You're really crazy. ”

Countess von Hermann lit the lighter at this moment, and by the light of the fire, she looked at the draft of the work that Kuyla had pasted on the wall, and replied: "Compared to your madness, I am naturally far behind. ”

The bodyguards circled behind the two Clarks, completely blocking their path.

"I must admit that you are truly capable of it, especially of your subversive creativity," the countess said, holding up a sketch of a striking red design, "or a lot of time, and the future will be absolutely promising." ”

"I don't understand what you mean." Kuyla continued to play dumb and said, "No future? What do you want to do, kill me? That's against the law, ma'am. ”

The Countess put down the drawing, extinguished the lighter, and turned to face Coura.

"I always thought you were ready, little girl."

"Honestly, I've always admired you, Kouira." The Countess stared at her deadly, "You have determination and brains, and I used to think you would be very helpful to me, but it is clear that you have failed my kindness. It's useless, and to me, you're just dust, a reptile. ”

Kuyla looked at the other party's condescending attitude and sneered: "What an encouraging statement, thank you for the compliment." ”

The Countess turned a deaf ear to Kuira's taunts, "I don't care about other people, everyone else is an obstacle, and if I care about the feeling of an obstacle, then I'm done." And if I care about the feelings of many obstacles, then I am dead, like many smart women, and all that remains is an unseen talent and a wounded heart. ”

"So as a senior, I have to remind you that you do have the talent to create your own brand, but whether you can have the determination to fight out of thousands of troops is another matter."

"But alas, judging by your performance, you don't seem to have that thing."

"It's a grudge between us." Kouira interrupted her chatter.

"Oh~"

"Nothing to do with those two idiots you're stalking, let them go." Jasper and Horace, who were tied to their chairs, struggled violently.

The Countess glanced at the two of them, and immediately a black-clad bodyguard rewarded them with a fist.

"I will, of course, they will spend the rest of their lives in prison." The Countess waved her hand as if to drive away two flies.

Kouira heard this, "Because of what? Offended the noble countess? ”

"Because of the murder, they murdered the famous rookie designer, for money, or for beauty, anyway, for something."

Cold words came out of the countess's mouth as if that were the truth.

"No one will believe it." Kouira retorted.

"So I'm going to have to add your charred body to the scene of the crime to add credibility.

It's an age of entertainment, people don't care what the so-called truth is, it doesn't make sense, they just care about a beautiful female designer and what funny things happened that night and between the two murderers. ”

"Not necessarily, can you still control the media in Paris?"

Clarke, who had been standing beside Coyla as the Invisible Man, finally spoke.

"Oh, there's a kid here, who are you?" The Countess glanced at Clark with slanted eyes.

"Clark Kent."

"So you're Clark!" The Countess immediately turned her head to look at him, "I've been arranging for someone to find you, and those articles are simply nonsense. ”

Crayk used his words as a counter-attacker.

"It's an age of entertainment, and people don't care what the so-called truth is, and that's no point. They will only care about how a big man who is high up in the sky is thrown into the dirt by a small man who suddenly rises and is trampled on a hundred feet, and they love to watch this. ”

This made the Countess laugh.

"Ah, that's good, you're good." She looked at Clark and said with a pun, "I want your bones to be as hard as your mouth." ”

At this point, Coyla had already drawn her wand, "I think you really underestimated me, and you want to catch me with these Muggles?" It's almost as good as getting a few more helpers. ”

So, people can't be too rampant, and Clark just hates Coura's mouth, because as soon as she finished speaking, a black gas like a cloud of insects came out from behind the countess and flew towards Coira.

"Loose and energetic!"

There's a wizard hidden in this house?

Kuyla didn't have time to think about it, she quickly cast a phantom spell, and the three vibrant Kuyla instantly appeared in her original position, whether it was appearance or breath, it felt exactly the same, and it was impossible to tell which was true and which was fake.

However, the black cloud was not affected by her phantom, or rather, the wizard who cast the spell behind it, who was not confused by Kuira's light and shadow magic, confirmed her true identity in a special way, and controlled the black cloud to burrow into her body.

A sense of powerlessness instantly welled up in Kuira's heart, and as soon as her legs and feet went limp, she sat down on the ground.

Clark hurriedly reached out to support her, only this time he found that the other party was no longer pretending to be drunk like just now, and he was really out of strength.

At this moment, the wizard who had cast the spell on Kuyla walked out from behind the countess.

However, at this time, he was wearing a pitch-black fur cloak, and the Clarkes could not see his face clearly, and could not confirm his identity.

But when Kuyla saw the rag doll he was holding, he said fiercely, "Voodoo curse, you turned over my things!" ”

It turned out that the reason why this dark wizard was able to confirm Kuira's true identity was because he fused voodoo curses and magic to create a unique cursed black magic.