Vichy bent down and pulled up the low-waisted briefs hanging on her calves. The lace fabric wiped off some slowly falling water marks and sank into her skirt.

She washed her hands first, poured a glass of water, drew a water mirror, wiped away the tears that had just overflowed from the corners of her eyes, tidied her appearance, and then summoned Zhishouhuo to light the fire. This is also one of the reasons why their cooking styles are different: Vichy likes to use the four-winged magic of Zhishouhuo to make the fire fierce, Felix is ​​good at using Feng Shui magic to add flavor, and only Deda Rose cooks normally without magic.

Ash also helped to prepare the ingredients, but he couldn't help with the cooking and seasoning. He quickly took a bite of the beef in the pot and found that it burned his tongue, so he quickly took out a bottle of iced pineapple juice from his space ring and drank it down in one gulp.

All other drinks were finished, only pineapple juice was still plenty. Weisser seemed to have prepared several hundred kilograms of pineapple puree before leaving... Although Ash also liked to drink it, he would always want to drink something else after drinking too much. I hope Felix can quickly make orange juice and lemon tea drinks...

At this moment, Ash suddenly remembered the pink bubbling potion prepared by Felix, and then he remembered that he had been drinking water and pineapple juice these days, and it was obviously impossible to add the pink potion to water...

He looked at the half-empty pineapple juice still in the bottle and fell into deep thought.

"Would you like some?"

Wei Xi glanced at him and said lazily, "My hands are busy~"

She was busy cooking with both hands, but Ash could hear her subtext, just like a kitten rolling on the ground with its belly exposed. Most of the time, Vichy liked to be sarcastic, ashamed to expose her thoughts, and even suppressed her emotions, and was very reluctant to indulge herself, but there were two exceptions - before the transaction and after the transaction.

Only when she was insincere would she let go of her pride as a ghost prophet.

Since Vishi's hands were not free, Ash had to hold the remaining pineapple juice in his mouth and, using his demigod-level water skills, pass it to Vishi without leaving a drop.

After Vichy finished drinking, she continued to cook without any hesitation, not caring that Ash was still hugging her. Ash quietly enjoyed this rare peace, and suddenly sighed: "Vichy, why are you so annoying..."

Boom! The flames suddenly shot up to two meters high. Vichy quickly fried the lamb chops and placed them on the plate beside him. Then he turned off the fire, turned around, pressed Ash against the wall, put two fingers on his lips, and stared at Ash: "Do you believe that I will spit everything I just swallowed into your face?"

Ash grabbed her wrists, skillfully locked them behind her waist and pulled her into his arms, saying with a smile, "I just said you're annoying, not that I hate you... although I do hate you a little..."

"I really vomited!"

"Do you know that because of your reputation, you lost a soul wonder..." Ash briefly talked about the targeting of the Death Maniac and said, "...Now you know how much loss it will bring to yourself if you are disliked by others, right?"

"It wouldn't do any good even if I wasn't annoying." Wei Xi turned his head away with an indifferent expression: "Anyway, you still prefer Sword Princess the most."

"Alright," Ash sighed, "I thought I could use benefits to change your mind a little bit, but if benefits don't work, I have no choice. If you don't want to change, I can only accept it. After all, you are my maid. You just need to practice swordsmanship more these days. At least next time the dead man scolds you, I will try to get less beatings."

"What's it to you?"

"If she scolds you in front of me, I will definitely fight back."

"Why don't you just ignore it? I won't lose any meat. There are too many people scolding me." Wei Xi said: "If I care, I am not a ghost prophet."

"But she didn't insult you because of your evil deeds," Ash said softly, "In fact, no one cares much about your bad record... The reason why everyone hates you is because of me."

"If you are just my prisoner, my tool, they won't have much objection even if I allocate resources to you. Because I will be wary of you, fear you, use you, and never give you the opportunity to control my soul, let alone betray me."

"Why can Death Maniac barely accept Witch and Silver Lantern, but hate you so much?" Ash looked into Vichy's eyes, "Because no one thinks Witch Silver Lantern will betray me, but everyone thinks you will turn against me if you get the chance."

"So I can't stand the death madman insulting you." Ash let go of her hand, "If she scolded you because of your past sins, I would definitely stand on her side and help her scold you, but this time you are obviously not wrong, the one who is wrong is me."

Vichy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were no longer sharp, revealing a hint of unprecedented weakness. She asked softly, "Do you think you are wrong?"

"I don't know." Ash hugged her: "Can you answer me?"

After a short silence, Vichy turned his eyes away to avoid Ash's gaze and said, "Of course you are wrong. You are my mortal enemy, and I am your tool to do whatever you want. As long as you remember this, you will naturally not conflict with the Death Maniac."

"You are wrong in that you always think that I am more than just your prisoner and your tool."

The kitchen suddenly fell into a suffocating silence. After a while, Vichy regretted what she said and silently waited for Ash to reprimand her. However, Ash let her go and said calmly, "You continue cooking. I should go clean other people's rooms."

Just now it was Vichy who looked away, now he looked away. The Ghost Prophet was trying to disguise himself, but he couldn't pretend anymore.

Watching Ash pick up the mop and leave, Vichy could suddenly feel his mood, a terrible feeling between pain and fatigue... Maybe this was not just Ash's mood.

Without hesitation, she grabbed Ash's wrist, pulled him back and pressed him against the wall again, and asked in a deliberately teasing tone, "Are you angry?"

No answer.

"We're just chatting casually, why are you taking it so seriously?"

Don't look her in the eye.

"You have just finished enjoying yourself and you already have a problem with me. You are really..."

Faced with this personal attack, I still had no reaction and was too lazy to refute her.

"I was wrong, okay?" Vichy said humbly, "Forgive me, okay?"

Ash finally spoke: "What's wrong with you?"

Such a fatal question instantly made the Ghost Prophet, who was good at bewitching people, speechless. Vichy thought about it and decided to use Ash's trick to deal with him. She took the initiative to kiss him, but Ash turned his face away. At any time, Vichy would be so angry that her belly would burn if she saw that she took the initiative to kiss him and was rejected, but only at this moment, she had no opinion at all, and took out a ball of cotton candy from her pocket and handed it to Ash's mouth. When Ash finally opened his mouth, Vichy immediately blocked it and put her tongue and cotton candy into his mouth.

This is a unique way of playing between the two of them. Even if others want to add toppings, they will only add ordinary candy because marshmallows will not melt, which means that someone has to chew and eat it... It's actually quite disgusting.

But maybe that's the best description of them, sweet and disgusting.

When they each ate half of the marshmallow, Vichy's legs had unconsciously wrapped around Ash's waist, and she was hugging Ash like a koala. Seeing Vichy begging for forgiveness with a pitiful face, Ash sighed helplessly, "I don't know if it's wrong or not, and you don't know what's wrong... Not only are we hypocritical, but we're also living a mess."

“Perhaps only at the end of a long journey can we get the answer to what is true and what is false, right and wrong.”

Wei Xi hugged his neck and said softly, "We will."

"Your lips are obviously quite sweet, why are you usually so sharp-tongued?" Ash advised: "If you don't act so sarcastic, people will definitely not hate you so much."

"Because snake kisses are poisonous." Wei Xi said slowly, "Have you forgotten? Snakes kill by kissing and hugging. I will bite you back sooner or later, so I use gentleness to confuse you. Others are not worthy of my attention."

"This is one of the reasons why they hate you." Ash said, "They have always suspected that you would take revenge on me when you are able to break free from the chains."

"Why doubt it?" Weixi blinked. "I will definitely take revenge on you!"

"But you have more people, I can't defeat you, so I have to lie dormant for the time being. When the time comes, I will kill people and refine souls without restraint, massacre cities and destroy countries, turn everything within my sight into a den of ghosts, and exterminate all living things wherever I go. If you dare to hunt me down, I will avoid you and go to a farther place to kill more people. If you ignore me, I will pester you and bring down natural disasters to bring chaos to the world." She said the most vicious declaration with her hands and feet tightly holding Ash, "I want you to have a burning heart day and night, and be heartbroken. All the sins I committed were to torture you, and all the people I killed will be counted on you. I want you to think of me all the time, and spend the rest of your life just to pester me... Only in this way can you wash away the shame of the Ghost Prophet! This is the price you pay for humiliating me!"

Ash looked at her speechlessly, but he wasn't too angry. He just slapped her butt hard and said depressedly, "Will you kill me if you try to coax me? Aren't you pretending to be nice now?"

Vichy's eyes flickered, and suddenly he smiled. The cruelty and viciousness just now disappeared, and a hint of charm flowed from his eyebrows.

"Okay." She pecked Ash's lips and whispered in Ash's ear, "Although the Ghost Prophet wants to break free from the chains..."

"But I am willing to be your slave for the rest of my life."

Ash's heart was beating like a drum, he pursed his lips and looked away. Vichy giggled: "You don't take it seriously, do you? It's just a fake love talk~"

"Of course I didn't take it seriously." Ash's face flushed slightly, "So do you think you have a chance of breaking free from the chains?"

"Of course, the Ghost Prophet will never be controlled by anyone." Vichy said firmly.

"I understand." Ash nodded. "That is to say, I have to achieve the highest level of magic before you break free. This way, even if you can break free from the chains, I will still be your prisoner."

"Say it again." The corners of his mouth rose: "I will never let you go free in this life, in every sense of the word."

"Don't even think about it." Vichy chuckled.