Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 416 Extremely jealous
The witch of the Fisher family?

I am actually in Fisher Manor?
Upon learning that she was in her enemy's home, Charlotte's heart was instantly filled with unspeakable horror, as if the whole world had lost its color and warmth at this moment.

Her eyes were wide open, and what was reflected in her pupils was no longer peace, but endless shock and disbelief.

Fear was like an icy tide, spreading quickly from Charlotte's feet to her entire body. Her body trembled involuntarily, and every nerve was stretched to the extreme, as if it would break at any time.

She tried to control herself, but her body reacted much faster than her reason and she began to tremble uncontrollably, like a fallen leaf in the cold wind, helpless and fragile.

Why am I here after I woke up? Does she know my true identity? What kind of person is this "witch"? Is the teacher still alive? What should I do next?
Countless thoughts flashed through Charlotte's mind, each one was like a sharp blade, cutting her already fragile heart.

She didn't understand why fate played such a trick on her. At the moment when she needed a sense of security the most, she found herself in the most dangerous place.

What Charlotte didn't understand even more was why the "benefactor" who gave her brief warmth and hope was actually her hated enemy.

Fate always plays the cruelest jokes.

"What's wrong with you?" Hecate asked calmly.

"Nothing... I just feel a little unwell."

"Thank you, thank you for saving me."

Charlotte finished speaking reluctantly, and then could not help but take a deep breath. She was subconsciously very frightened and afraid. Deep down in her heart, she had determined that she must not reveal her identity, otherwise she would definitely not end well!

In fact, on the eve of coming to Nasir City, she had already learned a lot of information about the Fisher family, a group of demons, and she remembered the information behind each name very clearly.

She had also heard of the name of "Daughter of Devil" Hecate, but the information about Hecate was extremely scarce and secretive.

She seemed to have just reached adulthood and was still a young woman under 20 years old. She had never done anything for the Fisher family and had never even left the city of Nasir.

The most noteworthy thing about the "Devil's Daughter" is her extremely exaggerated beauty and very special eyes...

It is said that there is a gate under her eyes that can communicate with the abyss of hell, so Hecate is called a witch by the people around her, and even she is feared by the Fisher family.

Charlotte couldn't help but look at Hecate's closed eyes. She couldn't believe that there was such great power contained in those eyes.

She was confused and forced herself to think.

Where is the teacher?

Why on earth am I here and was saved by a woman from the demon family?
And I...

Can I kill her?

Charlotte stared at Hecate's beautiful face, but her mind recalled everything she had experienced in the past few years. Anger instantly burned from the depths of her heart, almost like a flame poured with oil, which was difficult to extinguish. Then she was suddenly surprised to find that the alchemical dagger she often used was still hanging around her waist.

Very good, very good. This dagger of mine is an alchemical weapon with "poison" added to it. As long as I can inflict a wound on her... it could be fatal.

Charlotte couldn't stop smiling, thinking carefully, her eyes always fixed on the girl with silver hair.

Unless she is a transcendent who has reached the qualitative change level, she will be able to resist the fierce poison in the dagger. Otherwise, there is a high probability that she will be gradually killed by the poison... But the possibility of reaching the qualitative change level at this age is actually not high.

After all, not everyone is a genius like me.

At this moment, the "Devil Girl" approached.

Charlotte instantly became nervous, and the more she looked at that very beautiful face, the more disgusted she felt in her heart.

"The devil's daughter"... maybe those people are right. The girl in front of us is just covered in a very beautiful human skin, but she is a very vicious demon in her heart!
However, Hecate just calmly reached out, fumbled for a bowl of medicine, and handed it over, smiling gently.

"Drink it. When I found you, your body was very cold. Drinking some warm medicine will help you get better faster."

Charlotte was stunned, and the disgust and anger in her heart instantly decreased a lot. After hesitating for a moment, she realized that it would be very easy for the other party to harm her, so the girl in front of her probably didn't know her identity.

"Thank you."

Charlotte's voice was still hoarse, but after drinking the medicine, she immediately felt much better, and her liking for Hecate increased a little.

Hecate sighed and reached over.

Charlotte subconsciously tried to dodge, but was still touched on the forehead. She trembled slightly and couldn't help but think of her sister and mother.

Charlotte made no move, and Hecate went on very gently.

"How pitiful! It's almost winter now and it's very cold outside. I don't even want to go out. It must be hard for you to freeze in the rain all night..."

So that's how it is. Judging from her habits, she is definitely not a transcendent person at the qualitative change level!
Charlotte analyzed the situation quickly in her mind. For extraordinary beings at the qualitative change level, ordinary severe cold or scorching heat is not a problem at all. Even extraordinary beings at the origin level don't care much about it.

In fact, she did not feel even the slightest power from the other party. The so-called "devil girl" seemed to be just an ordinary person.

That's really great!
Even if I don't kill her, I can still hold her hostage or kidnap her when I want to escape from here!
Charlotte suddenly realized that, yes, if she could kidnap her from Fisher Manor, it would definitely be an important achievement!

She is the daughter of Christine! As long as the Siat rebels have this trump card, they will not be too passive when facing the Fisher family in the future!
Yes, I must kidnap her no matter what!
"But don't worry, now that you're here, nothing will happen!" Hecate's smile was as warm as the sun, leaving Charlotte silent for a long while, not knowing what to say.

"I...thank you for saving me and not letting me freeze to death outside."

Hecate nodded slightly and continued with a smile: "Don't thank me, this is what I should do. I think anyone who finds this kind of thing will choose to save people like me."

After that, she continued to stroke Charlotte's forehead and said calmly: "I will ask the doctor to come and see you in a while."

"No!" Charlotte shouted subconsciously.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Hecate looked a little strange. Charlotte thought for a moment and continued, "I, I'm a little afraid of strangers..."

"Is it?"

Hecate thought for a moment, and then said very gently: "Good child, I can understand your thoughts. Well, you must have experienced a lot in these years."

"But I still hope you can get better soon. Since you are afraid of strangers, I can find a gentle female doctor. She should make you less scared and uncomfortable."

Charlotte remained silent. She could clearly feel that every move of the girl in front of her was full of genuine kindness, and she couldn't help feeling guilty deep in her heart.

What if there are good people in the Fisher family?

At this moment, the girl's heart seemed to be torn in two, and a torrent of emotions raged in her chest.

Complexity, confusion, and bewilderment wrapped her tightly like a thick fog, almost suffocating Charlotte. She couldn't believe, and didn't want to believe, that the gentle girl who helped her when she was most helpless was from the same family as the man who caused her past pain and scars.

Do not!
Let's make up our minds...

So many people died because of the Fisher family...

I can't mess with little kindnesses...

I won't kill her, but at least I'll kidnap her. Yes, I won't kill her...

Charlotte had already made up her mind deep down, but at this moment a figure appeared outside the door, and she was suddenly startled deep down.

"Sister, can I come in?"

Hecate also showed a surprised look, and hurriedly said loudly: "Wait a moment, Art!"

Charlotte was surprised when she heard the name of the visitor.

Art Fisher is the man who is about to marry Queen Peggy. If Art succeeds in marrying the queen, he will be the future prince of Syat.

What should I do? He is coming in!

Deep in her heart, she suddenly felt a strong sense of anxiety and panic. If she was discovered, she would be finished. Should she kidnap the two of them now and make a desperate attempt to break out of Fisher Manor?
Charlotte's heart was once again filled with great waves, and then she suddenly found that Hecate was covering her with a quilt. Then she felt a soft touch on her hand, as if Hecate was sitting on her.

She wants to hide herself?

Covered in the quilt, she could smell a faint floral scent. Hiding inside, Charlotte was full of doubts and didn't even dare to breathe. Fortunately, she was thin enough and the quilt was thick enough to completely cover her body.

"Okay, come in, Art."

First there was the sound of a door being pushed open, and then someone walked in. Charlotte knew deep down that the person outside should be Art Fisher, the young man who was about to marry Queen Peggy.

One of those damned bastards from the Fisher family!
"What's wrong, Art?" Hecate asked.

Soon, Charlotte heard a hesitant and slightly childish male voice.

"I just feel so lost, sis."

"Peggy, I have only met the Queen a few times. She is even several years older than me. We probably have nothing in common. However, we are going to get married in the next day. I feel confused... I don't know how to say it, but I always feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Art is Christine's second child. Others may be in awe of his sister Hecate, who is known as the "Daughter of Devil", but he and his sister Delia always feel that their sister is the closest person in the world.

He and Peggy Yardley had only met five times at banquets, and they had exchanged no more than thirty sentences. However, when Art came of age, he was told that he was about to become Queen Peggy's husband.

That kind of thing made Art feel confused and uneasy.

"It's okay, Art. You will have a lot of time to spend together and communicate in the rest of your lives. I think your relationship will gradually become closer."

Hecate paused for a moment and continued, "And your destiny track is 'friendly person', right? So as long as the other party has no ill intentions, most people will feel good about you. You don't have to worry about being disliked by Queen Paige."

"But……"

Art's voice was still full of confusion, anxiety, and even a hint of resentment.

"Why does it have to be me? Wouldn't Archer be more suitable in age?"

Hecate sighed and said, "His status doesn't allow it, and you know it."

"But he can change other things in the canon, so why can't he change this? Can't the high priests be allowed to get married starting from him?"

Church scriptures? High priests? What on earth were they talking about? Charlotte felt confused and at a loss under the covers.

"That's because he wants to devote himself to Him, and you know they do the same. How can he have double standards?"

"All right……"

Art took a deep breath, turned around, and then said, "I understand, sister. I will try to adapt. Thank you."

After Art left, Charlotte wanted to get out of the quilt, but she found that Hecate was holding her body down with her hands, as if signaling her not to come out yet.

how?

Did she discover my identity, or what? Charlotte was confused.

At this moment, another man walked in from the door. He seemed to be wearing boots. His footsteps were heavy, and his voice was magnetic and majestic.

"Hecate, I'm not disturbing you, am I?"

Hecate was silent for a while, then immediately asked, "Uncle Darren? Why are you here?"

"Oh, I have something to tell you. Let's talk about it now. I will have a lot of things to do later."

Darren Fisher!
It's him!

The air around her became heavy and oppressive, making it almost impossible for Charlotte to breathe. She wanted to scream and escape, but her throat seemed to be stuck with something and she couldn't make any sound.

The feeling of fear came over her instantly, and she instinctively hugged her body tightly, trying to find a little comfort in the boundless fear.

Darren Fisher, Darren Fisher, Darren Fisher, Darren Fisher…The East Coast Devil, Darren Duke!

The next moment, Charlotte's brain was burned up by the burning flames of hatred!
Her eyes once sparkled with innocence and dreams, but now they were replaced by endless hatred.

Hatred was like the thickest ink in the middle of the night, silently corroding Charlotte's soul for many years, making her toss and turn in every sleepless night, unable to let it go.

Finally, the wheel of fate slowly turned, pulling her and the enemy who had brought her endless pain and despair into each other's air for the first time.

Charlotte's heartbeat was as rapid as a drum, and her eyes were instantly ignited by flames of anger, mixed with complex emotions of sadness, unwillingness and determination.

She would never let this hatred fade away with the passage of time.

On the contrary, this power continued to accumulate in Charlotte's body, turning into an unstoppable torrent, driving her to take action to seek justice for herself.

I am going to kill you!

The thought of revenge grew like weeds in her heart and could not be stopped at all!

Darren Fisher!
(End of this chapter)