Chapter 435: Succubus's Trap

"What are you looking at?"

Emma asked with some curiosity and some vigilance when she saw Isabel suddenly open the window and look back.

"There was a girl selling flowers. She was so pitiful..."

Isabel turned around nonchalantly, her brow furrowed. "If it weren't for the candlelight ceremony, she would have frozen to death."

"Who cares?"

Emma smiled and said casually: "Just a civilian."

"Civilians are important too," Isabel said seriously, "Civilians are people too!"

Emma looked at "Yulia" who seemed a little angry with some surprise, and was a little dazed for a moment.

...Should I say it's worthy of being Heracross?

Even though she has never received a monarch's education, she is born with the bearing of a true queen.

——That Queen Isabel, I’m afraid her qualifications to be king are no better than “Yulia”.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Emma hated the crow in her own house... Now she still hated the crow on Aiwass's shoulder that ruined her plans, and the person who manipulated it behind the scenes.

If it hadn't interfered, Aiwass would have become her collection by the time they met.

Aside from the moment she used the Eye of Suggestion to imprint the mark, Emma didn't use any active supernatural abilities. This was her habit—for a supernatural being like her, skilled in mental manipulation, leaving no trace was the most important aspect of control. If she left traces that could be traced, it would mean a flaw.

Subtle guidance that leaves no trace is better than mental manipulation that does.

Now, she was simply relying on her own aura to manipulate others. She didn't change their nature or personality at all, but merely inserted herself at the top of their favorability list.

In this situation, you cannot go too far against the other party's wishes and make them feel clearly hostile, otherwise you may temporarily lose control.

She actually suspected that Aiwass had also used this technique to break free from her control. However, Emma still didn't quite understand what she had said that angered Aiwass.

But that didn't matter—she wasn't going to see Aiwass again anyway.

She believed that after witnessing her power, Aiwass would never dare to come to see her alone.

But he never imagined that if he brought someone to see him, he would be tying himself up in knots.

Emma heaved a sigh of relief, shrugged her shoulders, and continued, "Then when we come back, you can give her some alms. Do you have any money, Yulia?"

"...No. I didn't bring any money with me."

Isabel paused and answered in a low voice with some embarrassment.

She regained consciousness.

"It's okay, I'll give it to you."

Emma chuckled, opened her wallet, and took out a small stack of brand new banknotes tied with a string. She handed it to Isabel: "This is a white crown coin given to me by a friend. I never had the chance to use it. Give this hundred white crown coins to her and let her do some business."

"Mom is such a good person..."

Isabel looked up, her eyes seeming to sparkle.

Emma had a bright smile on her face, but her heart was full of devilish mischief.

A young lady like Yulia certainly doesn't know that a poor person who has nothing may put his life in danger just by getting a few silver coins.

Not to mention the hundred white crown coins.

According to Emma's understanding, the hard laborers on Glass Island could only earn more than 30 White Crown Coins in a year.

A white crown was worth two hundred copper hourglasses, while a serving of roast beef cost only eight copper coins, the cheapest cup of coffee was one copper coin, and a pot of tea was two copper coins. A fish or an egg cost one red coin, or ten copper coins. A house that could accommodate two people cost only one white coin a month.

And she gave out a full one hundred white coins as a reward.

It's not that she doesn't understand the value of money. On the contrary, she knows it very well.

To Emma, ​​these were just a few dozen insignificant Star Antimony gold coins, just enough to buy a couple of doses of Dream-Drunken Tincture to have a good dream when she couldn't sleep well.

But it was undoubtedly a huge sum of money for the poor - the girl selling flowers would definitely accept it even if she knew it was dangerous enough.

Although Emma didn't even look at the girl, she knew that she definitely didn't have the strength to keep such wealth. Otherwise, she would never wear thin clothes in the cold winter.

Yulia thought she was helping the other person, but this huge sum of money would undoubtedly cause the poor girl's death. This money might even cause a small chaos, causing those poor and hungry people to kill each other.

For Countess Emma, ​​who was rich enough, this was like throwing a few pieces of meat to wild beasts and letting them tear each other apart and kill each other.

Maybe they would have remained rational under normal circumstances...but Emma was already here.

When she arrived at Glass Island, it was destined that the people of Glass Island would become irritable and lustful. They would become like wild beasts, releasing their inner wildness.

Emma closed her eyes, raised her arms gracefully like a conductor, pinched her fingers lightly, and waved the imaginary baton in ecstasy.

- Using Yulia's kindness as a gun, and the money that can make people happy as bullets, he creates misfortune and death.

It drives people crazy, makes them show their bestiality, and kill each other... There is nothing sweeter than this.

And when it comes time to sacrifice Yulia later, he can tell her the truth about the matter. The anger and regret she'll feel at that time will be a delicious seasoning.

She even made a backup plan.

If Aiwass discovered her actions, then the trap she had prepared would come in handy...

This time, I won’t be interrupted by that annoying crow.

Thinking of this, the succubus living in Emma's body raised the corners of its mouth in sync with her physical incarnation that was revealed.

Those curved eyebrows, those smiling mouth corners - exactly the same.

On the other side, Aiwass has arrived at the Candlelight Cathedral.

A well-known Avalon band was performing enthusiastically on stage. Not only was the Candlelight Cathedral packed, but even outside, many people had gathered. Some were selling goods or enjoying themselves. Aiwass had a hard time just squeezing in.

The Candlelight Festival has three rounds of praise: at sunrise, at 9:00 AM, and at noon. Between the rounds, locals are invited to perform, or banquets are held. While Avalon's entertainment is somewhat less sophisticated, the Iris Candlelight Festival boasts a gathering of top artists and is a grand affair.

Aiwass quickly found out where Bishop Mathers was and rushed in to find him.

He was still a little dazed when he walked in.

Because the side hall where Bishop Mathers rested was the empty chapel where he and Isabel had first hidden away to sing during the ordination ceremony.

"Happy New Year, Aiwass!"

Bishop Mathers saw Aiwass and immediately smiled and said, "What's wrong? Why are you so anxious? Is your girlfriend missing?"

"Have you seen Yulia?"

Aiwass didn't respond, but just asked.

"Ah, I see."

Mathers nodded, recalling, "About two hours ago, and then she left with her friend."

...Has it been two hours?

Aiwass' heart sank.

"Was her friend a boy or a girl? Do you know where they went? Do you know him?"

Aiwass asked.

"Oh," Bishop Mathers smiled and waved his hand, subconsciously defending Emma, ​​"It's Countess Emma, ​​a very famous person. She will definitely take good care of Julia."

"Do you know where they went?"

Aiwass repeated.

Seeing Aiwass' serious expression, which seemed a little angry, Mathers shook his head helplessly and could only answer honestly: "I don't know either. I just took a look from a distance."

He added, "But I don't think Countess Emma is a bad person, so don't worry. Julia is also very happy and is obviously very familiar with her."

"...Okay, then I probably know."

Aiwass nodded, ignoring Bishop Mathers's irrelevant answer, which sounded like an artificial retard.

No matter what, let's go to Lloyd's headquarters first.

Now that he has been delayed for two hours, he must hurry.

I have to go find the Great Guardian and borrow his griffin - a fifth-level griffin, which shouldn't be so easy to control.

Before leaving the chapel, Aiwass turned back and reminded him, "I seriously suggest that you pray completely to the candlelighter, asking the sacred flame to purify your body and spirit."

"Oh, this child..."

Mathers watched Aiwass leave in a hurry and sighed helplessly: "You said that, as if I were under someone's mental control..."

But having said that, he still prayed to the candlelight.

(End of this chapter)