The next day, as Beria waited for Savian Ottoris to come out of the princess's mansion, and when she saw the smiling face of the ghostly man, a strange emotion made her take the initiative to ask:

"Finished with the story?"

Her tone was flat, but it was difficult to hide a trace of sourness.

"Yes, Ms. Mayer. The ghost man smiled and nodded.

"Follow me. Beria nodded, it was difficult to see from her plain appearance that she was thinking of killing the man in front of her, if she could realize this, she would probably feel strange - if she usually wanted to kill a weak person, she would definitely not deliberately restrain the killing intent in her heart.

Or, according to her past habits, she would never make such a calm appearance to a person who was about to die at her hands.

She didn't realize this, but vaguely felt that she shouldn't release the killing intent in her heart to this man.

"This time it's also the goddess who needs my services?" she asked in surprise when she heard the ghost man.

This inquiry made her frown, remembering that it was in this name that she had 'invited' him yesterday, but that she had only asked him to tell a few stories when she had invited her to her residence.

Recall that the use of that excuse was very inappropriate.

"No, it's a private invitation. She hesitated, shook her head, and looked at the ghost man with a very serious gaze: "I hope you can accept it." ”

"Okay...... I accept. Penny nodded.

Beria breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Returning to her deep crystal dwelling, she sat down on the chair and quietly looked at the ghostly man standing not far in front of her, and countless thoughts floated in her heart.

This man was only a mid-level arcanist, and he was also a scholar-type arcanist - he didn't have any arcane protection on his body, obviously he didn't have such habits, and only a scholar-type arcanist who didn't leave the door would be so unvigilant...... With her strength, it really didn't take much effort to kill such an arcanist, and it only took her a hand.

She had already prepared a whole set of psionic spells that could annihilate the life of this ghostly man in a few breaths.

Just as she was about to do it, a strong sense of hesitation made her hesitate.

It stems from a slightly painful but unforgettable emotion.

Thinking of this, that strange longing made her open her mouth:

"Tell me a story. ”

She commanded.

She saw the ghost man nod, and then began to tell a story about Cinderella and the crystal slipper, and that emotion began to spread in her heart, and began to eliminate the killing ** in her heart again.

At the same time, this exposed the hideous face that she had so well concealed—although she could not see or perceive the way she was gritting her teeth now, Penny only glanced at it faintly, as if she had not seen anything, and continued to tell the old fairy tale unhurriedly.

Last night, he exerted his strength to delve into enchantment spells, carefully simulating the woman's mental activity, and he already knew what to do except to be vigilant at all times, in case the woman suddenly fell into a collapse and burst out to kill.

The ambivalence caused Beria to gasp violently, and soon she realized it herself, and the sobriety of her heart made her vigilant, constantly reminding her that she should kill this man, but the sadness and warmth that were aroused desperately resisted her urge to kill.

She reluctantly mobilized her psionic energy and organized a powerful spell, but at the moment of release, a strong sense of guilt rose in her heart.

The strangeness of the emotion frightened her, for it told her that what she was about to do was something wrong for her, something he had never felt before.

How is this possible?!

It's just killing one person, killing is killing, she doesn't know how many people she has killed, she has always killed as a matter of course, and she has never had the idea of 'this person shouldn't be killed', even if the person who was killed was just because of a trivial matter that caused her to kill.

What kind of skills does this man have that can make her feel that 'this person doesn't deserve to die'?

The killing intent subsided again, and the sad and warm feelings filled her heart again, and the hideous look on her face faded silently, turning into a slightly gloomy sentimental expression...... In this mood, she found the reason why she was reluctant to kill this man.

If she had killed him, she would never have been able to tell her stories again...... Perhaps, but she could never have been in the mood for this moment again.

She laughed twice, and the laughter was full of sadness.

Penny finishes the story, and Cinderella puts on the glass slipper and lives happily ever after with the prince.

Belia's trance-like gaze gradually condensed, and her gaze stared fiercely at the man, and a sudden anger made her tremble.

But such a violent anger did not arouse the killing ** in her heart.

The reason for her anger was precisely because she had realized that it was difficult for her to kill this man with her own hands.

"Get out of here...... she looked down and took two deep breaths, anger driving her to murmur in a low, dry voice.

"What did you say?" Penny didn't hear, he really didn't, and the murmur that Beria had whispered so low that only he could hear it had reached him like a mosquito.

I said...... Get out of here!" A sudden outburst of rage unleashed a violent storm of energy, and a strong gust of wind blew the Arcane Scholar's body out of Belia's hall along with the chair under his ass, the swift but not strong wind had no lethal power, as if the air was carrying the ghost man out lightly.

A burst of maniacal laughter erupted in the room.

Beria felt strangely ridiculous that she had just saved the man's life—a gust of wind that had blown him out before she was almost determined to kill him.

The contradictory and chaotic emotions made her even more crazy, frantically driving the psionic energy, smashing everything she could see, the tables and chairs in the hall, and even the deep crystals laid on the four walls, were all shattered under the impact of the chaotic psionic energy.

She sat on the ground, staring at the cracked ceiling in a daze.

"No, he must be killed...... Can't go on......"

Beria realized that the man had mastered her weaknesses, or at least had touched them...... Then it is all the more necessary to kill and end his life decisively.

“...... How can I kill him? How should I kill him? I can't do it at all, I can't do it......"

Remembering the scene just now, she covered her head in pain, her body curled up into a ball, and her mind was full of the voice of the ghostly man telling the story...... And she basically didn't remember the content of those stories............ The sorcerer, who had fallen on the ground in front of the temple, stood up in embarrassment, but fortunately most of the residents of Netherworld were not in the habit of meddling, otherwise he would have been watched by many people for such a miserable appearance.

Looking at the female voter's house a few dozen yards away, and hearing the scattered maniacal laughter from inside, Penny looked at the sky in silence and realized that he was doing something ten times more despicable than cheating Alexia.

Realizing this, the feeling of shame also came out of his heart tenfold, and soon he began to look for excuses for himself.

He had to do it, and it was to save the world.

What's more, this crazy woman was originally his enemy, and if she was pitted, she would be pitted...... He looked for all sorts of reasons to explain himself.

He sighed softly, soothed his suppressed emotions, and walked out of the temple area, and as soon as he walked out of the temple gate, he felt a pair of eyes watching him from the side, and he turned his head to see a face that was not too unfamiliar.

Brenas Tanshur, a shadow prince whom he has met several times, who seeks revenge on Pan Diesel and is the current boss of Savian Ottoris.

He stared at Penny, his gaze wrapped in curiosity, "It's unbelievable that that madwoman didn't kill you, Ottoris." ”

"There are inevitable reasons for the formation of a person's surname, and in most cases, the twisted and brutal surname like Ms. Mayyr's is mostly due to the coldness of the environment in which he was raised. Penny didn't mind showing something unusual to his boss, knowing that he had been assigned to teach Princess Alexia history precisely because he was so undervalued in Braves' department that he was a small role that could not be smaller.

Most of the valued Arcanists have been put into the great ongoing projects of the Netherworld, how can they be assigned to do such a useless job as educating the princess?

Penny could know that the appearance of this Yin Prince here today may have been heard something, or it may have happened to pass by, but in any case, if it were not for the scene just now, with the weight of Savien Oturis, he would definitely not be looked at by His Royal Highness the Yin Prince.

Although I try to make myself adapt to this environment, and in the process gradually become crazy and cold, in fact, the lack of knowledge and strangeness of the other side of the world can make this kind of people's minds extremely fragile somewhere. Brennas listened to Penny's narration, and the tip of his brow gradually rose:

"If you want to break through that murderous and ruthless shell and directly hit that fragile part, all you need is something simple......"

"Oh...... What is it?" asked Brainers curiously.

"Love. ”

“...... Ah~~ It's a bit weird to hear this word in the Ghost City. Brainas's expression became as if he was constipated, and his face twitched for a long time before he said in a very emotional tone: "Ottoris, it turns out that you are such a genius, the kind of genius that Yin Soul City is very lacking. ”

His expression was extremely serious: "Please forgive me for ignoring you all the time. ”

"Prince, you think too much. Brainers saw a wry smile on his subordinate's face, "I just don't want to lose my life, although Ms. Mayil does need mercy. ”

"Need mercy? Who would dare to have mercy on her, a mad woman, aren't you afraid of being killed by her madness?" Brenas spread his hands, "Okay, so you're a genius, Ottolis." ”

His expression became more serious, and he solemnly patted 'Savian Ottolis' on the shoulder: "I mean seriously, I will reconsider your work when I go back, whether it is to leave you in the library to wipe the shelves or to educate my stubborn little sister, it is too much to treat you for this extraordinary ability." ”

"Don't laugh, Your Highness......," Penny made Savian Ortoris' face twitch, and although gaining a higher position would allow him to better get closer to the plans that the Shades were working on, he could clearly hear that this Brenas was clearly praising him, but in fact had other intentions, and he would not casually agree until His Royal Highness had not made his words clear:

"The work I've done now is enough to satisfy me, I'm just a mid-level arcanist who has just been promoted. ”

"Mid-level Arcanist? Brainus nodded casually, "A mid-level arcanist who was able to provoke that woman and then let her go, uh...... I don't know how many of these mid-level arcanists are in Netherworld City...... But I do need you to do a job for me, Ottolis. ”

"Oh, Your Highness, please command. Penny lifted his spirits, and the ghost prince was about to open the skylight and speak brightly.

"First of all...... I want to make sure that Ottolis...... "The Netherworld Prince did not rush to reveal his purpose, but looked at his subordinate with a scrutinizing gaze for a moment: "You...... Is it an arcane master loyal to His Majesty the Supreme Prince?"

He focused on the key words of the High Prince and the Arcanist, reminding him of the difference between this faction and the general public of the Shadows.

"There is no doubt about it, Your Majesty, that I am loyal to the High Prince and will look at everything from the standpoint of an Arcanist. "When it comes to another big right and wrong in the Netherworld City, Penny resolutely gives the standard answer.

"Very good, Ottolis......" Brenas smiled with satisfaction, "so I offer you, although that woman seems a little pitiful to you, you must stay sober, don't play seriously, and don't forget the fact that she almost killed you, Ottoris, and I bet that with my knowledge of her surname and your description, she must be thinking of how to kill you by now...... Although I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to kill you in the end......"

Saying that, he had a ridiculous expression on his face: "So...... Well, well, let's put it this way, don't forget, she is the chosen person of His Majesty Share, and in some positions, she is not in line with His Royal Highness the Supreme Prince. ”

"Thank you for the tip, Your Highness the Prince. Penny replied, "What do you command, then?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that group of deep imasca......"

Hearing Brainus mention this, Penny's heart hung in the air, and the words he heard immediately made his heart tremble: "It is said that they have a very precious thing in the hands of Belial, and it has been hidden by her and Révaran, and when we ask Révaran, he dares to pretend to be confused, and says that it is a secret of the goddess. ”

Runners pouted: "Okay, Otoris, now you probably guessed it, what I want you to do is get the news of this thing, and it would be nice to be able to get it...... But if you're limited in your abilities, forget it...... It's okay to confess to them if necessary, and it's a difficult thing for you anyway, but I can't find a better candidate than you, alas......"

He let out a long sigh.

Penny was silent for a moment, and quickly calculated the pros and cons, and the Yin Prince's horizontal intervention made him realize that there was a lot to be done, and he might as well agree to it, and there would definitely be a time to use it in the future:

"Yes, Your Highness the Prince, I will do my best to inquire about the whereabouts of this thing. ”

"Well, don't forget, don't force it. Prince Brenas smiled and said reasonably.

Penny nodded, and then continued down the streets of the city toward the library, Brenas staring at his back with a smile, the smile on his lips frozen.

After a while, he looked up at the dim dark dark sky, raised his hand and patted his hood, and secretly sighed that he was really nervous, since he found that familiar back in the group of deep Imasca apostles that day, in the past two days, he would look at the back of every young wizard, and he would be suspicious for a while, trying to dig out the similarities with the past impression from that back...... Even the wizards of the Netherlands are no exception.

As a wise prince of the shadows, he soon stopped bothering about this problem, this is his subordinate, his figure is a few inches taller than the black shadow in his impression, and the body shape and the style of clothes he wears are completely different, where can he see the similarity with that black shadow?

He shook his head and left the temple gate with his flying spell.

(To be continued)