Wizard: Surviving in the Steam Age with Points for Demon Hunter

Chapter 64 The Body Bearing Faith

Marco glanced in the direction the group had left. "Was that them?"

"Hmm," the wrinkles on old Ross's face appeared even deeper under the light of the wall lamp, "there are always some scoundrels in the Natoly neighborhood."

Natoli neighborhood?

Thinking of the unusual nature of the place, Wayne asked, "Are they nobles?"

"No, they're just a bunch of pathetic wretches who haven't awakened their family's extraordinary bloodline."

Marco's face was gloomy. "However, the rest of their family still maintain considerable power, or have awakened extraordinary bloodlines, which allows these people to act with impunity."

"Is that so..."

"Let's go, there will be someone in charge over there." Old Ross turned and walked deeper into the corridor, saying as he went, "I don't want to trouble you unless it's necessary, Marco."

"Hmm." Marco took a deep breath. "Let's hurry up. If we still have time, we can go upstairs to the tavern for a couple of drinks."

"Okay, hmm? Or should we forget it? Aren't you still cleaning up after this?"

"Oh right, I almost forgot about the important matter."

Marco resumed his nonchalant demeanor, a smile returning to his face. "But when we get back, you can't tell Lacey I brought you here... she'll kill me."

"certainly."

Wayne nodded and glanced back at the opposite side, where a light shone from the depths of the corridor, but the armored guards did not reappear.

A mutation, out of control?

Then, thinking back to the few nobles who fled in panic... he seemed to have guessed the truth of the matter.

Indeed, there is always a dark side, no matter where you are.

"We've arrived."

Old Ross led the two to an iron gate, gently tapped the bell at the door, and said, "Just tell her what you want. I have other things to take care of, so I won't stay any longer."

Marco waved his hand and said, "Go and clean up that filth quickly, so I won't have any bad feelings next time I come here."

"As you wish."

Old Ross bowed slightly, then turned and left gracefully.

grace……

Wayne found it hard to believe that one day he would use that word to describe a man, especially an old man.

However, Ross's behavior was indeed very proper.

Whether walking or speaking, he always maintains an upright posture with his chin slightly tucked in, which makes him appear very polite.

Marco pushed the door open and went in. When he saw the person inside, a bright smile appeared on his face. "Good afternoon, Ms. Mitra."

Miss?

Wei En followed behind him, paused for a moment, and then continued to walk in as if nothing was amiss.

[You witnessed the embodiment of faith (the follower) of Mitra, the Lord of Desire. Evaluation: Hmm, powerless. Special Rewards: Origin +1, Spirit Level +1, Resilience Level +1.]

[You have learned the name of Mitra, the Lord of Desire. Comment: A wise person would pretend to know nothing at this point. To put it bluntly, do not attract her attention. Special Rewards: Origin +2, Spirit Level +2, Resilience Level +2.]

[Note: Due to the special location, rewards will be issued later.]

Oh no, the system doesn't even dare to issue the rewards now. Is it worried about attracting the other party's attention?

Wayne immediately became extremely vigilant, standing to the side and behind Marco, and glanced at the woman named Mitra.

Mitra was lounging on the sofa, her sapphire-like eyes gazing at them dreamily, her face flushed as if she had drunk a few glasses of wine, radiating a captivating charm.

She was wearing only a simple dress, and the two hands of the clock were hooked out by the dress, swinging left and right as if trying to break free from its restraints.

Two plump, long legs were draped over the desk, and a tight slit could be seen hidden beneath the edge of the desk, making them appear exceptionally deep and alluring.

Wei En only glanced at it once before quickly shifting his gaze elsewhere.

But his face instantly turned bright red, and he felt his blood surging throughout his body...

[You have been affected by the essence of Mitra (the Favored One), the Lord of Desire; your Spirit level has temporarily decreased to 34. Evaluation: This is the first time I've learned that desire is triggered through the eyes. Special Reward: Survival Points +3, Spirit Level +1.]

What the hell do you mean by triggered by the eyes?

Didn't you just take a look and then become interested?

Isn't this something a normal man should do?

Ok,

Wayne admitted that this was indeed abnormal; he had already been warned, yet he still fell for it…

"Are you alright, Wayne?"

Wayne snapped out of his daze, saw Marco's concerned look, and shook his head, saying, "I'm fine, nothing's wrong."

"That's good,"

Marco then introduced, "This is Ms. Mitra from the City That Never Sleeps. Just tell her what you need."

"Do you have anything like this here?"

Wayne took out the prepared parchment from his pocket and placed it on the table, his eyes fixed on the quill pen holder on the desk, showing no intention of looking up.

Everyone knew this woman was no ordinary person, so how could he dare not be cautious?

But his appearance actually caught Mitra's attention.

She took the parchment but didn't look at it. Instead, she sized up Wayne. "Marco, your...little colleague seems quite afraid of me?"

Her voice was very similar to Claire's, but there were still subtle differences.

In comparison, Mitra's voice is more languid and soft, like falling into a marshmallow with a faint sweetness.

"His name is Wayne, and he's just come of age..." Marco patted Wayne on the shoulder. "It's understandable that he's a little uncomfortable meeting such a beautiful woman like you for the first time."

"You're still so good with words."

Mitra acknowledged his explanation, glancing at the contents of the parchment. "Let me see... Oh, is it a wizarding apprentice from the Ghost School?"

Ok?

Can she see ghosts and drivers?

Now he increasingly felt that the statement in the apprentice's manual, "Apart from those within the school and those with special extraordinary characteristics, no one can detect the existence of the Primal Sub-body," was problematic...

Thinking this, Wayne nodded hurriedly, "Yes, Ms. Mitra."

"There's quite a lot, please wait a moment."

With that, Mitra stood up and walked toward a room behind her, leaving only a seductive silhouette.

"Take your time, we're not in a hurry."

Marco stared intently at her, as if trying to etch her image deeply into his mind.

"How is it?"

Wayne breathed a slight sigh of relief. "What, how?"

"Stop pretending, isn't Ms. Mitra very beautiful?" Marco said with a wicked grin.

"...It is indeed beautiful."

Wayne had to admit that the embodiment of this Lord of Desire's faith was indeed very alluring.

And it's the kind of tempting ripeness.

He could even feel his heart pounding rapidly, and the beautiful scene he had just witnessed kept replaying in his mind.

Damn it,

It seems he hasn't escaped the influence of desire yet, which is terrible.

At that moment, a blue notification message appeared in my mind.

[You have been corrupted by the power of desire and faith. Your mental level exceeds 30, and you have successfully resisted its corruption. Evaluation: Hallucination? Special Reward: Mental Level +2, Resilience Level +2.]

Wayne: "..."

He doesn't really need that little bit of attribute bonus, there's really no need for this notification...

(End of this chapter)