Ivas was carried by Bayard and sent to private room No. 1.

Miss Bayard was quite tall - a simple visual inspection by Eivas revealed that she was even close to a meter eight in height. And even then, she even stepped on high heels.

She wears sharp, sharp, metallic half-rimmed glasses, and her long black hair reaches to her waist. The turquoise eyes are like a noble and arrogant she-wolf, hiding a sense of aggressive indifference.

She easily hugged No. 14's thin and fluttery body. Because of her youth and malnutrition, No. 14's body was so thin that it looked like a shadow, and Evas's body could easily carry her with just one hand even before she became a transcendent, not to mention Bayard, who was the child of the moon.

Ivus, on the other hand, curled up in her arms, showing his weakness and harmlessness.

She grasped Miss Bayard's neckline lightly with one hand, while the other hand curled up into her belly in confusion. Bayard's towering chest pressed against it, and as he walked, there was a very obvious sense of movement and pressure.

Ivus closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep. But her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the breath that she tried her best to suppress into silence showed her nervousness.

It's called "pretending to be asleep."

At the same time, Ivus was chatting with the Shadow Demon in his heart:

"If I remember correctly...... One of the conditions for the birth of Shadow Fiend includes a frustrated person who falls from a height, right? ”

She chuckled at the Shadow Demon in her heart, "You can't be Miss Bayard, right?" ”

As a result, after she read these words in her heart, there was a long silence on the other side.

"No, I guessed right?"

Ivus was stunned.

At this time, the Shadow Demon responded in a very serious and low voice:

"I'm by no means her. She's never me. ”

"—I'm sorry."

Ivus sensed that the Shadow Fiend didn't seem to be in a good mood, so he immediately apologized and appeased.

But another thought popped up in his mind: "Is it ...... Are you number 14? ”

“…… What are you guessing about, my sweet little master? ”

The Shadow Demon was a little helpless: "How can I be so weak. ”

"You're a friend of Bayard?"

"Don't guess, my master. Close your eyes and get some rest. ”

Shadow Fiend sighed, but his tone became softer.

- This is completely different from its usual arrogant and arrogant tone, but it seems a little weak.

"You're pretty cute today." Ivas replied in his heart.

“…… Scold. ”

The Shadow Fiend sneered and didn't say anything.

So the more it didn't let Ivas guess, the more interested Ivas became.

But no matter what Ivus said after that, the Shadow Fiend didn't reply.

The distance from the hall to the suite is also not far.

Ivus was quickly sent to the bed - unlike the gentleness along the way, she was almost thrown straight onto the bed. Thankfully, the bed was soft enough for her to continue sleeping with her eyes closed. Or play dead.

As soon as she lay down, she could hear a voice from the next room. Bayard also heard the voice obviously, so she also stood by the wall and listened for a while, a little nervously.

Maybe it's for fun, or maybe it's for the sensational atmosphere, but the sound insulation here is not good. Rather, it's even a little amplified - just lying on the bed, you can hear the voice next door through some kind of resonance very clearly. It's like pressing a paper cup phone against a wall.

And considering that the entire Arcmoon Manor has been reinforced by the Conservator, this design is obviously deliberate.

This is the way of love. Just highlight one to have a good time...... The more you know how to play, the easier it is to get promoted.

From this point of view, this strange design can be regarded as a reasonable design to enhance the resonance of the path.

But to the surprise of Ivas and Bayard, the voice next door wasn't small talk during the halftime of a special game—it looked like something serious was being discussed......

And Ivus clearly heard the words "gargoyle", "self-disciplined action", "anti-purification", etc.

It made her hold her breath slightly, trying to hear better.

But at that moment, Miss Bayard suddenly ripped off a row of buttons on her breast.

She tossed her buttons, encrusted with tiny black pearls, to the corners of the room and whispered:

"The Buttonsmith, the Lord of the Minions, the Mother of Secrets, gives me a silent cage where cats and pigs are imprisoned."

- Is this, ritual?!

Ivus was stunned for a moment.

He really knew the ritual—it had been taught to him by his ritual teacher before.

"Button" has the meaning of a minion, and the Mother of Secrets refers to the ruler of the Shadow Realm, Kagetenji. And the cat and the pig are ritual allusions...... A cat is a woman who is drunk or stunned and incapacitated, while a pig is a tied sacrifice or a kidnapper.

Through this ritual, you can use the "secret technique". This is an application of silence, not to dissolve the internal sounds, but to prevent the voices inside and outside the barrier from communicating with each other.

Is Miss Bayard still a ceremonist?

As the ritual was established, a misty gray enchantment enveloped the room.

That's not particularly obvious...... It's like a person in a room of about 20 square meters who smoked for half an hour, and when he opened the door, he could feel that the room seemed to be a little foggy. But it's not so intense as "fairyland-like".

At that time, the voice next door was completely cut off.

Bayard slapped Ivas hard on the ass.

Syllable!

“…… Not! ”

Ivas no longer pretended to be asleep, but just got up with his ass covered and grinning.

She opened her eyes and looked at Bayard, revealing a calm gaze that was weak but not frightened: "What do you want to do?" ”

"You know the ritual."

Bayard clasped his hands to his chest and said in a calm tone: "What did you just do to me?" ”

She was still uneasy about the frenzy she had fallen into.

If it's an ordinary child of the moon, he doesn't care about that kind of thing at all. It's very smooth to think that this is a treasure that you have picked up - but Bayard is an exception.

She is quite confident in her solid rationality.

It was the excellent self she cultivated through overcoming all kinds of difficulties in her human life. Be able to face up to all kinds of temptations, be happy but not degenerate, enjoy but not indulge, and maintain your own humanity.

The instincts of the child of the moon could not affect her.

It is precisely because of this that when one's own reason is first broken, when one's cognition is exceptional...... She felt a strong sense of unease.

It was her first time in a private room, so she didn't know it was designed like this. Thankfully, she was also a ritual master when she was a human, and thus inherited a portion of her professional ranks. At least such a simple ritual can still be used normally.

This kid ...... It's so tempting.

It was so tempting that she even bit her tongue on the road just now, and used pain to restore her rationality and calmness.

—for she suspected that it was a trap that the enemies had carefully laid for themselves.

Maybe it's a piece of meat to lure yourself to fall, or maybe it's to add a weakness to yourself. It's also possible that her blood is a chronic poison, or adulterated with an addictive concoction.

Countless possibilities swirled in her mind.

These are unprecedented turbulent times.

Alchemists and artists are in a big fight, but at the same time, they are also starting to grab various resources quickly. By the time demonologists and necromancers realized, they had become marginal.

And at this time, the powerful children of the moon settled in the imperial capital.

It is a life that is truly immortal - even if it is killed, there is a way to be reborn, only to be sealed or assimilated. And the most terrifying thing about them is their ability to manipulate the minds and desires of others as they please. They don't even know if their thoughts are their own, or if they are delusional because they are hinted at or seduced.

The Children of the Moon have collaborated with alchemists and artists.

They generously bestowed upon their friendships, inviting well-known alchemists and great artists to their feasts of the Fall. In the end, those big people who are high up in the sky will either become their own people or become food.

And in this case, they have no choice.

The power of the Children of the Moon has snowballed, and even Bayard himself was once one of the people who was crushed by this crazy snowball.

- But now, she's also a part of the Moon's Child.

But even so, she still didn't want to fall completely. Maybe it's the reserve in my heart, or maybe it's the faint uneasiness...... This made her take over as if nothing had happened and pacify the group that was chaotic because of her "long disappearance", and rarely communicated with the other children of the moon.

Until she met "Number 14".

She was like a piece of honey that caught her eye.

She looked at No. 14 as if she saw her past self - the self who was still ignorant and naïve without being asked by her parents to practice the rituals assiduously.

At that time, she was not a sorcerer or a witch. She is not the head of a consortium, nor is she an orphan yet.

It's just an ordinary aristocratic lady...... A fragile human being.

…… And looking at her, a more and more intense and irrepressible evil desire was born in Bayard's heart.

She wanted to make the other party filthy—she wanted to attack her, to tear her apart, just as she tore her past apart. The path of love does not create evil thoughts out of thin air, so it must be the manifestation of a thought in one's own heart. Bayard wanted to capture exactly what the thought of losing his cool was, so he came to accompany him on the 14th in a row.

But even today, he was still out of control.

It's just one point - if you accidentally suck her to death, you'll degenerate into a real child of the moon.

- Bloodthirsty monsters, fallen monsters.

Bayard thought in his mind, looking at the girl on the bed, thinking hard.

From this point of view, the 14th himself may not know anything. After all, the conspiracy required her own life, and she clearly wished she could take her away.

…… Maybe she's just a stepping stone? A key that shakes itself and becomes less determined? After all, a strong fortress always has a weakness, and they may just want to create one.

Or maybe the owner of the Arc Moon Manor is showing favor to himself, so he chooses a girl that meets his preferences.

That's it...... They still owe me some money. Last year, they borrowed money from me to build the Arc Moon Manor, and now there are still more than 300,000 gold coins in debt that have not been paid off. It's only 300,000, which shouldn't hurt me...... Is it because of poor cash flow, so you want to postpone it a little?

At this time, No. 14 suddenly unbuttoned his clothes.

Bayard frowned, pressed her hand directly, and knelt between her legs: "What are you doing, number 14?" ”

"You unbuttoned yourself...... I just want to be ...... like you."

No. 14 said aggrievedly, and the tone made Bayard's heart soften, as if he had said something wrong.

…… Wait a minute.

"-That's not right! You know it's part of the ritual—"

Bayard reacted suddenly.

She was suddenly a little embarrassed—but because of the suspicion, murderous intent, and ferocity in her heart, she felt that the desire in her heart was also pried.

Never mind.

If you can't bear it, you can't bear it.

Her other hand grabbed Eivas's neck, and her thumb raised to make Eivus, who was pressed against the bed, look up: "What do you want to do, what do you want, just say it - and pay the price." ”

Her pupils were dyed with a vermilion glow, and her fangs began to sharpen.

But Ivas just looked at her intently, not saying a word.

But at this moment, a third person's sigh suddenly came from the room.

"She's trying to force me out and make me clear."

Bayard suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

Her body disintegrated into bats in an instant, but she was too close to Ivus - she was lying on top of Ivus, leaving her in complete contact with Ivus.

At this distance, not a single bat could escape the prison of the shadows.

Countless thin threads of shadow pierced out of the shadows beneath Eivus, weaving back and forth through the room, piercing and pinning the bats into the air.

Ivace's crimson face smiled with satisfaction, and she lay casually on the bed.

The shadows under him and in the gap between the bed spread like a liquid, and spread like a snake on the bed.

Like a girl lying on the grass looking at the stars, as if she just wanted a hug - she opened her hands upwards and grasped something from afar.

"You've been kidnapped by us, Miss Bayard."

Number 14 smiled sweetly.

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