Chapter 79 Seraphina's Worldview Collapses (2)

The strange spell seemed to be calling for one evil being after another.

The flames grew stronger and stronger, but there was no smoke in the room.

Before long, only a layer of ash was left in the silver basin.

The girl let out a sigh of relief. Hunting down Ron was the most important goal of this operation. Although she had already arranged for the Copperfield family to act together, she couldn't let down her guard either.

A bottle of emerald green potion appeared in the fair little hand. The girl reached out and picked up a little ash, put it into the potion, then raised her slender neck and drank the potion in one gulp.

The next moment, an almost imperceptible thread spread out from the girl's body.

It was like transparent spider silk, and almost no one except the witch could see it.

The spider silk floated silently from the window and extended towards the branch of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

It's very fast.

Her pupils trembled slightly, and she felt that her spirit had established a connection with Ron Copperfield.

The girl smiled and hurriedly prepared to strengthen the connection. Once the silk thread completely entangled Ron, he would become a puppet in her hands and be completely controlled by her.

By then, even if Ron was ordered to commit suicide, he would not hesitate at all.

But at the moment when the silk thread fell on Ron's skin and their spirits were connected, what Ron felt was also transmitted to the girl's spirit, and a scene suddenly appeared in front of the girl.

Her body trembled as if it had been hit by a strong electric current. A burning sensation rolled up from her lower abdomen. A blush flowed down her snow-white neck and instantly spread across her tender and pretty face.

Oh my God, what a filthy picture this is.

This damn Ron...

The girl kept cursing in her heart. The sudden impact caused her spirit and consciousness to become seriously disturbed.

The silk thread that was originally prepared to be wrapped around Ron's neck suddenly spread out. The silk thread lost control and naturally fell downwards.

Then...it fell on the woman lying in front of Ron.

Oops!

The girl's face suddenly changed. She quickly gestured, opened her mouth, and tried to recite a spell to regain control of the silk thread.

But before she could make a sound, the girl's mouth uncontrollably turned into an O shape.

Then, her throat was blocked.

Woo woo woo woo…

The spell of mind manipulation turned into a humming sound.

That was not all. The girl staggered suddenly. She felt an invisible hand pressing down on her head! ...

A branch of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Ron's room.

Seraphina covered her eyes with her hands, but she couldn't help but spread her fingers apart.

Seeing Irelia's earnest service, Seraphina had only one thought in her mind: Isn't the mouth used for eating and talking?

Why is this still the case? The pure female knight's worldview has suffered an unprecedented impact.

Her strength was indeed stronger than Irelia's, but at this moment, Seraphina realized how big the gap between her and Irelia was.

At this moment, Seraphina suddenly saw Ron across from her waving at her.

Thinking of what might happen to her, the powerful female knight even had a strong urge to turn around and run.

But, on the other side, a desire that had never been experienced before was growing in Seraphina's heart.

Her body had completely lost control, as if being manipulated by some mysterious force. Her long legs moved forward subconsciously, and she walked towards Ron step by step.

At close range, the impact of the scene becomes even stronger.

Seraphina just felt like she had a fever and her whole body was burning hot.

“Ah… ah…”

The slender waist was held by a big hand, and the originally stiff body had already become soft and tightly pressed against Ron.

The exclamation sound coming out of his mouth turned into a wailing sound.

…

Larnaca City!

Praia Street!

Morning always comes earlier in the business district.

The rays of the rising sun have not yet enveloped the earth, but many figures hurrying along can already be seen on the streets.

A reporter from the Granville Daily was lurking around the Sykes Hotel, preparing to secretly film some explosive scenes.

If you can photograph a certain priest, a certain countess, or the fiancée of a certain marquis's legitimate son here, the newspaper's sales can often increase several times.

Needless to say, this is not an easy job. Most of them need to hide in the surroundings in the evening and wait until the early morning of the next day... After all, many cunning guys often sneak out in the middle of the night, which is really shameless.

At this moment, the reporter's eyes suddenly brightened. He peeked out of a window and saw a figure. Although it was just a quick glimpse, he swore in the name of the Goddess of Dawn that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever met in his life.

As a reporter, it's not like he hasn't seen beautiful women before. Around the Sykes Hotel, he often sees ladies with heavy makeup, gorgeously dressed noble ladies, and even holy nuns... But no woman has ever been as beautiful as the one he just saw.

The dress has a slightly Gothic style and wraps around her slender body. The pure black color does not affect the woman's charm at all, and even adds a touch of enchanting charm.

Just like...the witch in the legend.

The young reporter subconsciously pointed the camera at the window, hoping to take another photo... just one.

One photo is enough to make him reminisce endlessly.

"Oh, sir, secretly taking photos of a lady is not gentlemanly behavior..."

"Especially, she's the lady I like!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the reporter's ears.

His body suddenly stiffened and his face turned pale but soon returned to normal. As an experienced reporter, he knew exactly how to deal with such a situation.

Never admit it.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

As long as you don't admit it, the other party has no evidence, what can they do to you? Even if you are a noble with a high status, you will never offend reporters unless it is necessary, otherwise countless negative information will appear in the newspapers.

As for true or false?

Who cares? No matter how outrageous it is, for example, the family of a certain marquis is the product of incest, and a certain countess is having an affair with her son... Violence, harp, and distortion, people like to watch this.

These contents were enough to completely destroy the honor of a noble family in a short period of time. It was like putting a pile of manure on someone's head. Even if you washed it off, it would still stink.

Thinking of this, the young reporter was no longer afraid.

There was even a hint of a smile on his face: "Oh, sir, what nonsense are you talking about? Which eye of yours can see me... woo..."

"Shh! " A strange sound suddenly rang out.

The young reporter's eyes widened, and then he saw a stream of scarlet liquid spurting out from his neck.

That is... blood.

his.

Then, unbearable pain attacked his brain, and the young reporter's body began to twitch desperately like a dying frog.

A few seconds later, with a thud, the reporter's body fell to the ground, with only a pair of legs struggling nervously.

This was not what he thought. This damn bastard didn't even give him a chance to finish his sentence... such a lack of martial ethics.

Only after the reporter had lost all breath did a man appear beside him. He was a handsome young man in his twenties.

He has sunny short golden hair, a height of 1.85 meters, and a handsome face. As long as he smiles slightly, he will surely cause ignorant girls to scream.

The mysterious young man wiped the blood-stained blade in his hand clean on the corpse.

Then he took out a bottle of potion from his storage ring and sprinkled it on the reporter.

It was visible to the naked eye that the reporter's body was rapidly decaying, emitting a strong stench, which was dissipated by a gust of wind. On the ground, there was nothing left except a human-shaped footprint.

Looking at the glass bottle in his hand, the young man showed admiration on his face. It was indeed a creation of the witch.

But... when the young man thought of the cost of this potion, his face twitched.

All in all, the raw materials for making just this bottle of potion would cost at least hundreds of gold coins, and that's assuming a 100% success rate. If it fails, all the money will be lost.

The young man felt a pang of pain when he thought about wasting such an expensive potion on such garbage.

However, the situation this time is special after all.

As a foreign visitor, he didn't want to leave too many traces here.

Most importantly, that witch lady really hates being disturbed.

The young man pulled his clothes casually and walked towards the hotel.

He was originally planning to go upstairs, but as soon as he reached the hall, his eyes suddenly lit up.

A beautiful figure appeared in his eyes.

What an elegant and noble woman she was. The intricate and beautiful palace dress seemed to be made for her. The bright red color was like a rose blooming in the sun.

The graceful and tight figure is just the right perfection, just like the purest creation of the goddess of nature.

Oh, look, the fingers holding the fork are so slender, and the fluorescent lips are gently opened, as if calling him to come closer.

Bah…bah…

The young man spat a little saliva into his palm, then wiped it on his hair to make his hairstyle look more handsome. Then, he took a step forward with confidence and walked towards the woman.

"Elegant lady, the goddess gave me these eyes so that I can appreciate your beautiful face... Even if my eyes go blind immediately, they have already completed their mission."

While saying those cheesy love words, the young man stretched out his right hand towards the woman opposite him: "My name is Ron Copperfield, and I hope to have the honor of knowing your name!"

Dolores, who was enjoying her breakfast, suddenly paused, her fork suspended in mid-air. She glanced at the handsome man. Is this Ron? Who is he trying to fool? 　Chapter 2 is here. Thanks to Asule and Pasur for the 20,000 points reward. Thanks for your support. I will update more chapters after accumulating two chapters.

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