Zuo Chang held his hands and looked at Melville, who was crying with pear blossoms and rain.

Melville had stopped crying.

Her eyes were red, she sniffed, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm out of shape again." ”

"It's fine. It's better to come out from above than from below. ”

"Before! Generation! Can you stop talking about the past? I don't want to it either! ”

Zuo Chang sneered: "I can remember that incident for a lifetime." ”

Melville said angrily: "It's unreasonable! I don't see any grace in you, you should learn more manners, that will be good for your life! ”

Zuo Chang didn't want to learn.

He looked at Melville and asked, "Why are you crying?" ”

Melville breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you still need to say? Tears of joy. ”

"Really?"

"I never lie."

Never lie, it's fake.

Crying with joy is also fake.

Melville didn't know why she was crying, and in the moment before, her tears fell naturally, as naturally as a smile.

Certain emotions react more quickly to the body than to body odor in the heart.

Zuo Chang hesitated for a moment and said, "I have had an exchange with Ling's ancestor, and the exchange is very pleasant. For her sake...... I can give you a choice. ”

Melville tilted his head: "What choice?" ”

"Take control of your life's choices."

Zuo Chang pointed to the dark shadow beside him.

That's the demon of war.

He continued, "You should know that this is a pure demon, the demon of war. Melville, you can be a follower of the demon of war. ”

Melville turned his head and looked at the shadow.

"Hey, hey, hey."

The War Demon smiled and said, "Woman, don't you know what a 'Demon Follower' is? ”

Melville shook his head slowly: "I don't know. ”

"Hmph—the so-called demon followers are the followers of Uncle Ben! Receive my brand and become a believer in war! The benefits are...... There is basically no benefit. ”

Melville blinked, but didn't speak.

The War Demon continued, "As my follower, I can monitor your movements at all times, and I can also descend on you, allowing you to borrow my power to fight. But whether or not to provide you with strength depends entirely on my mood, and you have no right to force it—this kind of uncertain benefit is the same as no benefit. ”

Melville asked tentatively, "So...... Is there a downside? ”

The War Demon laughed, "Yes! Yes! I am a demon, and demons are immortal and immortal, but they will be sealed. When I am sealed, my followers must find a way to break my seal, or else the curse will be painful and painful, and they will turn into stone statues in a certain period of time, and they will suffer from the seal with me! ”

Zuo Chang added: "This is the situation, but it is not without benefits. Fighting a dog also depends on the owner, you are a follower of the war demon, and what others want to do to you, you have to consider the attitude of the war demon...... War demons, do you allow your followers to become mistresses of others? ”

The demons of war do not understand very well: "I do not interfere in the private lives of my followers. Demons have no physical needs. ”

"What if it was forced? And that person is still a big nobleman who plays an important role in the community. ”

"Haha! The high-ranking person forces my followers to sell their flesh? Hmm......" The dark shadow's eyes were fierce, and his mouth was open, "what a perfect casus belli!" I'm going to start a protracted war! Let that community turn into a flesh millstone! ”

Grunt.

Melville looked at the War Demon, unsure if it was a joke.

Zuo Chang looked at her and said, "This is the other option I offer you. If your tears just fell for your own fate, I think becoming a demon follower is also salvation. Anyway, the witch and the demon are originally a family, and they all use the power of the devil. ”

Melville remained silent.

Zuo Chang and the War Demon are both patient people, and they wait quietly.

Moments later......

Melville stretched out his hand, his eyes slowly firm: "I, willing." ”

"Hey, hey, hahaha! Very well, Melville, you are my follower now. ”

The shadow held out his finger and tapped it on the back of Melville's hand.

Strange power, pouring into the body.

……

……

5245 Community, Cathedral.

Melville raised his eyes and saw the magnificent dome of the church—

She's back.

With honor.

Crushing the glass beads in his hand, the dark magic poured into his eyebrows, and a hint from the gods appeared in front of him:

[You have unlocked the crown class: Witch.] 】

[Now, you have a deeper understanding of magic, and the magic attack power has broken through the limits of human beings and reached a whole new level. 】

[You have mastered the 'Potions School'. 】

Melville's turquoise eyes, mixed with a hint of blood, looked a little cloudy.

The clarity of transparency is gone, replaced by a sense of mystery and danger.

Her lips became more and more vivid.

[Your changes have caught the attention of the war demons.] It sees unlimited potential in you and is determined to give you higher authority. 】

[You have become a 'war sacrifice', gaining a new ability 'high-dimensional possession' and 'guidance coming'. 】

[High-dimensional possession: Use the power of war demons to fight. 】

[Guidance Descending: Release the coordinates and summon the war demon body to descend.] 】

"Melville, oh, Melville! I knew you could. ”

A bloated aristocrat, surrounded by everyone, walked through the main entrance.

He opened his hands and looked at Melville with a different kind of brilliance in his eyes: "As soon as I received the news of your return, I will come over immediately." My sweetheart, my little cutie, you- didn't hurt, did you? ”

When they got closer, the attendant stopped.

The bloated aristocracy stepped forward without the slightest fear.

Melville looked at him, and his heart didn't wave.

Surging power brings surging confidence.

People say that "do not be happy with things, do not feel sorry for themselves", and a true saint will not change his heart because he suddenly gains great strength, but ......

Melville was clearly not a saint.

Because of the "crown witch", because of the "war sacrifice", and because the man named Zuo Chang did not express it, but the obvious support position, Melville only felt that he had completed his sublimation! She's full of confidence!

She looked at the hateful-looking aristocrat in front of her and thought to herself, "Melville, you used to grovel and flatter in front of such an ugly thing? Don't you think...... Are you low-level? ”

The soft and boneless palm is elegantly raised.

The bloated aristocrat looked at the white palm in front of him, and thought it was Melville's invitation, he bent down and raised his hand, wanting to kiss the palm—

"The Witch's Hand."

In the next moment, Melville made a brazen attack and took the heart of the nobleman.

"Your Excellency!"

"Your Excellency!!"

One after another shouts rang out, and a group of guards drew their swords and stepped forward quickly to protect the bloated nobles.

The first one shouted, "You...... You bitch! How dare you hurt an adult?! Do you know what you're doing? ”

There was no answer.

The stained-glass windows of the church let in sunlight, and under the dome, in front of the statue of the gods, Melville sits on his knees and is delicate.

She lowered her eyes and looked tenderly at the beating heart in her hand.

I'm sorry everyone, but I'm stuck in traffic on the road, and I'm late......

In this way, I will punish myself with three cups, everyone feel free!

Ton! Ton! Ton!

(End of chapter)