Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

"Baba, you are such a good person." Hardy's eyes were slightly moist.

Ron laughed: "You call me dad, so I have to care about you. You are still so young, if you die inexplicably, I will be sad."

Hardy can't die yet, at least he can't die so easily.

Hadi: “…”

Baba is a good person, but what he said was so rude. What does it mean to die inexplicably? It’s unlucky!

"Hurry up and get in the carriage. Something seems to have happened at the Rhine Mine."

It was at this moment that Penny poked her head out of the carriage, holding a short note in her hand. An eagle with strength close to the second level was perched on the carriage, combing its feathers.

Hearing this, Ron jumped onto the carriage without looking back: "What happened?"

Penny handed the note to Ron: "There is a spy in the mine, a spy from the demon tribe."

"A spy from the demon clan?!"

Ron frowned, "That shouldn't be the case. Could it be that the border has been breached? Otherwise, how could the demons get into the Norman Kingdom?"

Penny replied: "I don't know the details, but the news says that the other party has ever-changing abilities and his strength has reached the sixth level."

"It's actually the Thousand-Faced Demon Clan. I thought this kind of demon was extinct, but I didn't expect one to suddenly appear in the Norman Kingdom."

Seeing Penny's eyes full of confusion, he patiently explained, "I have seen descriptions of the Thousand-Faced Demons in the library of the academy. Legend has it that this race consists of only females and their body shapes are very similar to those of humans.

They can change their appearance and body shape at will, and their camouflage ability is difficult to detect even by close friends. They are natural spies.

The Thousand-Faced Demons are very good at making up stories and confusing right and wrong. They are good at sowing discord. Thousands of years ago, they created a turmoil that threatened the world, and thus were besieged by other races. I didn't expect that after thousands of years, this race has not yet become extinct. This is a bit surprising."

"I understand the truth, but why are you laughing? Is it because the Thousand Faces Demon Clan can change their appearance and body shape at will?"

Petunia looked confused, and Ron had a scowl on his face at first, but the smile returned to his face as he described.

"Ah? Is there any?"

Ron touched his face and said, "No, I've always been like this."

"See, you didn't deny it. I knew you were interested in the Thousand-Faced Demon Clan."

Penny snorted softly. Having had many close exchanges with Ron, she could tell what he was thinking at a glance.

"Don't you think the Thousand-Faced Demons are very useful? They are simply the best choice for killing people and robbing goods for money. If we can catch her, we can even use her to replace the Saint."

Ron tapped Penny's forehead with his finger. "This guy's head is full of filthy thoughts. If he's not satisfied, stick your ass up for me."

Penny groaned in pain: "I believe it for now, what are you going to do next?"

"I'll treat her to a beheading and take her in as a dog. I'll prepare a whole set of procedures for her. Just wait and see. She may be the biggest gain of our trip."

Ron looked out the window at his busy entourage; this trip was far more interesting than he had expected.

......

Rhine Mines.

At this time, the mine had completely stopped operating, and thousands of miners and two thousand guards dressed as thieves gathered in the underground square.

There was a traitor among them, a traitor from the demon clan.

But by the time they discovered it, it was too late. Not only had the demon who was good at changing disguised himself into the crowd, but the thieves' gang also lost two fifth-level deputy leaders.

Steven, the leader of the thieves' gang with a black mark on his face, looked at the people below the stage with fiery eyes. He was eager to find the demon and chop him into pieces.

But after a quick glance, he saw that everyone lowered their heads. He was left alone and could only beat his chest and stamp his feet in anger: "You damned demons, stand up and let's have a fair fight. It's ridiculous to hide among a bunch of trash and escape.

Do you really think you are hiding well? I can just kill everyone and then you won't be able to hide no matter how hard you try."

His threats made the miners in the square lower their heads even lower.

At this time, a thief in the corner covered his mouth and laughed.

She laughed at Steven's arrogance and she laughed at the stupidity of the human race.

Not only did Raphael, the Thousand-Faced Demon, change her height and appearance, she also disguised herself as a man. No matter how hard Steven tried, he could not guess that she had sneaked into the thieves.

As for killing everyone?

That was even more nonsense. If the mining target was not met, the first person the Duke of Lost would punish would be Steven. As a subordinate, the latter could not resist the Duke of Lost's orders.

Before Rafael could be happy for long, Steven's voice rang out again: "You are silent, right? The people around you are all normal, right? Come on, help me cut off a small part of their fingers. I heard that the blood of the demons is purple. I want to see if this rumor is true."

Raphael's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. It was true that the blood of demons was purple, but as a member of the Thousand Faces Demon, she could disguise the color of her blood.

What she really cared about was not that Steve found her in this way, but that she was worried that he would use the same method on the thieves and she would lose a finger.

For the Thousand-Faced Demons, the body is the most important thing. Only by keeping the body intact can they perform perfect disguise.

As the last of the Thousand-Faced Demons, her dream is to disrupt the world and restore the glory of her ancestors.

"This is troublesome. Should we just run away?"

Raphael dismissed the idea as he looked at the blocked exit.

The combat effectiveness of the Thousand-Faced Demon Clan at the sixth level is not very strong, at best it can only suppress the fifth level.

If she faced the thief Steven head-on, her chances of winning would be less than 50%. Add to that two thousand thieves and she would be in no position to escape.

Now, it’s time to play big.

Raphael felt sad and was hoping for a miracle.

The Thousand-Faced Demon Clan fears the most about exposing their identities. Even the strongest disguises may be exposed once they are carefully investigated.

Especially when facing a man like Steven who has no rules, she felt helpless. This time she realized the limitations of her own abilities.

"Ahhh!"

Looking at the square again, Steven was directing a group of thieves to harvest the miners' fingers. For a while, screams were continuous and the spilled blood dyed the thieves' faces red.

If he just wanted to see the color of the blood, he could just use a needle.

But Steven's action was clearly to vent his anger. He had people only cut off a small part of the finger, and some miners with good physical conditions only needed to rest for half a day before returning to work.

Time passed slowly and it was afternoon in a blink of an eye. Seeing the fingers piling up in the box, Raphael was prepared to lose a finger.

"What are you all busy with? Why is there no one to greet Miss Petunia when she arrives?"

Suddenly, a discordant male voice was heard from the entrance.

Raphael followed the sound and saw a handsome man, who also saw her.

Their eyes met, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

At that moment, she felt as if she was exposed.

Chapter 65 I'll wait for you, little dog

[Name: Raphael]

[Status: Hypnotizable]

【Spirit: 312】

[Quality: Legend]

[Evaluation: The only Thousand-Faced Demon Clan left in the world, this rare item is worth collecting. ]

Raphael's mental strength was only 312, which meant that he had just reached the sixth level not long ago.

Compared to Ron's mental strength of over 500, her fate was already doomed.

He thought Raphael would attack the moment their eyes met, but he didn't expect her to hold back.

In that case, let's deal with the thieves first.

Thinking of this, Ron turned his attention to Steven, a sixth-level thief with good strength, but a little troublesome.

But it's just a bit of a hassle.

"Welcome Miss Penny to the Rhine Mine. Please forgive me for not being able to greet you in person as this happened suddenly."

Steven ran through the crowd, came to Penny and bowed respectfully.

He secretly glared at Ron who was standing next to Petunia, because it was he who said the previous words.

Although he was very strong and powerful, as a slave of Duke Laust, he could only wag his tail and beg for mercy like a dog when facing the Duke's direct descendants.

In terms of status, Penny is his master and can give him orders.

"It doesn't matter. Business is more important. Captain Steven, have you found the demon?"

Penny's eyes slowly swept across the square on the ground. The bloody scene had no effect on her at all.

Steven pointed at the severed finger in the box and said, "After checking the miners, there is nothing wrong with them. I think the demon must be hiding among my men. I know very little about the demons, my methods are stupid and my efficiency is limited. Please punish me, Miss."

Penny walked around Steven and headed for the platform expressionlessly: "It's not your fault. Everyone knows that demons are difficult to deal with. You've already done a great job by locking her up as soon as you discovered the problem."

Ron, who was following beside him, said, "Since these miners are fine, let's lock them up separately. The next step is the key."

Steven frowned. Why would an outsider give him orders?

Penny turned back: "Do as he says."

Steven gritted his teeth: "...Understood."

He felt very aggrieved, and felt ashamed to be stepped on and ordered around by the weak.

If Duke Laust had not controlled him with a slave contract, he would have rebelled long ago.

He is a sixth-rank official but can only be treated as a dog by others. If he were to go to other kingdoms, he might even have the chance to be granted the title of marquis.

Everyone hates nobles, but everyone wants to be a noble, and Steven is no exception.

Half an hour later, only the thieves were left in the underground square, and the miners were locked up in prisons in the mine.

"Steven, are you sure that demon is among this group?"

Penny, who was standing on the platform, pointed at the thieves in the square and asked.

Steven: "To reply to the young lady, I can guarantee that the demon is among them, but I am very curious about what the young lady plans to do?"

Penny waved her hand casually: "Just like before, just cut off half of the finger. Maybe she will jump out of the shock."

"This is not a good idea. After all, these people have been following me for a long time. If they lose their fingers, I'm afraid they will lose their morale."

Steven's face looked unhappy. He felt that Penny was deliberately making things difficult for him.

"Didn't you hear what my sister said? Just do what I told you to do. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Hardy roared. He wanted to show his masculinity in front of Penny. In his eyes, a retainer like Steven was no more than a beast.

Steven's face darkened. "Okay, then I'll listen to the eldest lady and the second young master. I hope you can remember today's decision. If you can't control these people in the future, it's none of my business."

After that, he turned around and shouted to the thieves, "The eldest lady has ordered everyone to cut off a piece of their finger to prove their innocence. As part of the Laust family, it is now your turn to show your loyalty."

There was something strange about what happened today. If he had not seen Penny a few times before, he would even think that she was a demon in disguise.

Did such an irrational and inhumane order really go through the brain?

Or maybe she wants to take this opportunity to weaken her own strength and power.

Steven's pupils shrank, and he felt that the latter was very likely.

Haha, this decision was probably made by Duke Laust. He has always been a suspicious person.

A few years ago, he had the hope of reaching the seventh level, but Duke Laust, fearing backlash, shattered his chances.

As for why Hardy would say such stupid things?

Don't worry about that idiot. Hardy's stupidity is known to everyone, otherwise Duke Lost would not have trained Penny.

"Boom boom boom!"

Raphael, who was mixed in with the thieves, felt her heart beating fast. As a fledgling Thousand-Faced Demon, she was not mature most of the time.

Even though her strength has reached the sixth level, she is only eighteen years old.

The Thousand-Faced Demons are born at level three, and those with good luck can reach level five when they reach adulthood. She has good talent and luck, so she reached level six as soon as she reached adulthood.

However, the price is that she will never be able to reach the ninth level in her lifetime, which is a racial limitation.

She felt extremely regretful when she thought about losing a small part of her finger because of her momentary playfulness.