Perfume Alchemist

Luke opened the satchel frankly: "I really don't have a drop left here."

"But alchemy is a skill that makes money. In our hometown, everyone believes that alchemists are super rich."

"Actually. That's true." When Luke said this, he was quite proud.

Ah Hao said regretfully: "It's a pity, if you still have stock, I don't mind asking you to buy some more. I'm short of firepower recently, and I don't have time to do it."

"I don't have any now, but if you need it, I can make more explosive glue potions later. I can exchange them for wands at that time. What do you think?"

Ah Hao nodded: "Okay. Let's settle this first. It's almost time for us to go back."

He cleaned up all the sundries in the studio, and destroyed all the remaining traces, leaving no one behind.

He pushed open the side door in a good mood, and went home after saying hello to Cherry.

If there is nothing wrong with this old store, Ah Hao doesn't think there will be any troubles in the third new store in the lower city.

However, just as he was about to walk out of the alley, he suddenly saw a strange eye in the corner.

The eye was hidden in the shadows in the corner, and it looked like a child had scribbled on it.

Natasha, who was standing at the door of the store, walked to Ahao in a hurry, and said softly: "Master Anying just sent a message. He said 【Xue Li, I found it.】"

"what?!"

"My lord saint, the next ceremony is very important. Please stay still, I promise you will have the most perfect appearance."

"Ah."

Shirley answered absently.

She looked at herself in the vanity mirror, feeling rather disgusted.The white silk dress she wore was studded with disgusting purple ribbons even at the corners.

The decoration of the tube top allows the amethyst skin on her shoulder blades to be fully displayed.

She forced herself to look away from it.

The "maid" took a string of shining amethyst pendants and hung them around her neck: "Although it's not as good-looking as your Baoyu totem, it's a good match, isn't it? identity."

Shirley waved her hand impatiently: "No need."

"It was unnecessary for me." The maid quickly put down the necklace in her hand.

Saintess, Saintess.Who wants to be a saint?
What the hell is Arthur thinking?

Looking back at the experiences of the past few days, Shirley felt dizzy and swollen.

She could only take a deep breath and force herself to calm down.She knew that she couldn't resist too clearly, otherwise she would be "hypnotized" by Arthur's illusion again.

In the past few days, she was so hypnotized that she couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality.

Arthur won't leave her for too long, I don't know if time will be too late.
Shirley stared at the mirror suddenly, breathing involuntarily.

She turned her head to look at the maid, and said bluntly: "I want to go to the bathroom, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back later."

"You are too nervous." The maid put down the ribbon in her hand, turned and glanced at the mechanical clock: "There is still time, but you still have to hurry, we still have the final makeup to finish."

"Well, I'm going."

Shirley grabbed the long skirt, stepped on high heels, strode out with both legs, and rushed to the bathroom like a crab going straight.

The maid stared blankly from behind: "My lord, pay attention to your gait!"

"I'll pay attention later!" Shirley responded loudly.

——if there is still a meeting.

Shirley got into the noble and luxurious bathroom, and locked the door behind her backhand.

She looked around and found a mop in a hidden compartment, stuck between the vanity and the door.

"It doesn't need to be done to this extent, does it?"

A deep male voice sounded behind her.

Shirley didn't show any surprise. Instead, she pulled off her high-heeled shoes to help the mop get stuck more firmly.

"It's a little while longer, I have to have a good chat with you."

Only then did Shirley turn around and look at the weird talking eyes on the ground.

She had already had preliminary contact with this thing once before.

It was seeing its figure in the mirror that Shirley rushed to the toilet impatiently.

However, she wanted to figure out the ingredients of this stuff first.She doesn't dare to trust others easily now.

"So, what's the evidence?"

"How can I be sure that everything you say is true?"

The supporting leg under the eyes suddenly opened a bloody hole, and spat out a small bottle cap.

——The logo of AH perfume is engraved on it.

"Xian Ahao's perfume is enough proof, right? If it wasn't his entrustment, how could I come to such a place?"

Shirley fiddled with the bottle cap with hand sanitizer, but didn't dare to touch it directly.

Is this the name of Ah Hao's perfume?Shirley found that she really didn't know.

She only vaguely remembered that there was indeed this brand of perfume in Ilya's house.

"But this perfume can be bought elsewhere. And you only brought a bottle cap!"

".What else do you think I can bring with my body?" The big black eyes blinked, "If you had been so cautious earlier, you wouldn't have ended up in this situation."

Shirley's breathing became heavy.

"You have no choice now, you can only follow me." But the big eyes still said: "I saw the scene outside just now. Do you know why they dressed you up like this?"

Shirley stopped talking, she really didn't understand this.

Although she is a saint in name, she is actually no different from a prisoner under house arrest.

Big Eyes jumped onto the washstand with one foot, and with its innocent thick black eyes, it said something that made people feel horrified:

"Because you are a sacrifice."

"They will sacrifice your life to their gods. Only in this way can they get closer to their [gods]. Or accomplish some evil deeds that I don't know about."

"They are real cults. I don't think it's surprising that if you drag it on, your whole body will turn into a whole purple gem after a while."

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a loud knock on the door behind Shirley, and Shirley was so frightened that the hairs on her neck stood on end.

"Master Saint, are you okay? Eye makeup may need to be reapplied." The maid's voice sounded from behind the door.

The big eyes immediately fell silent.Xue Li quickly cleared her throat and said loudly, "I'll be fine soon, I'm a little constipated!"

The big black eyes quietly jumped off the washstand, casting black ink shadows on the ground.

The shadow rolled up and twisted into a bottomless vortex.

"Then tell me when you're all right, I'll be waiting at the door."

The big black eyes nodded towards the whirlpool, and folded their eyes and body together.

Shirley looked at the whirlpool, and fiddled with foul language that a lady should never say.

After all, she mustered up her courage and jumped forward.

The pure white silk skirt and streamers fluttered in the air, and the scattered gold and silver decorations made a short but crisp sound of collision.

Then, they were all swallowed up by the shadows.

"My Lady of Saintess?"

The maid seemed to sense something was wrong, and knocked on the door more hastily.

The big black eyes turned to take a look, and jumped into the black vortex below.

At the moment when its whole body was about to sink, it suddenly lowered its head.

The floor of the bathroom seemed to be torn by violent scratches, and the floor tiles flew up along three straight lines.

The big black eyes didn't dare to take a look at this time, they squeezed into the vortex like a little tadpole rushing home.

The shadow vortex quickly closed like a sea anemone's tentacles, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.