Macho Harem Paradise Project

She tried her best to use most of the power of the blessing to suppress the life that was poured into her, and because of an inexplicable effect, all of her life force that was suppressed and gathered by the seal stayed obediently in her lower abdomen. She lifted up her white robe and could see the strange mark formed by the power.

A pink heart shape appeared on the lower abdomen.

The two sides of the pink heart look like open wings, and further down is a shape similar to a turtle's head pressing against the heart, as if it were some kind of warning from the sage that if he fell into the other party's hands again, the outcome would be self-evident.

Pandora could not accept this situation.

She could accept her defeat, and even flee in panic, but she was afraid of falling into that man's hands again. She had been in this state in just that moment, so who knew what would happen next time? If the other party poured in a little more, there would be no hope.

This power remains vigorous even when far away from its owner, and it will launch a fierce attack whenever the owner wants to relax. Although it was an absurd situation, Pandora did not find it funny.

In order to wait for enough combat power and influence, she hid secretly to develop the Witch Cult. The Witch Factor produced by the use of the protection to deceive the world has not been fully generated until now. Even for the origin of the entire world, it is not easy to produce a power that is enough to make ordinary people become protected strongmen. Three hundred years have passed, and she has only four archbishops of sin under her command, and now two of them are dead. It can be said that it is terrible.

"Everything is inevitable and is guided by fate. The path of fate leads things to this."

She stared at the unknown pattern closely, with a cold look in her eyes.

. . . . . .

Flying, flying, the air vibrations that are completely invisible to the naked eye are transmitted in waves in the sky. People who don't know what's going on will feel a strong wind, and then when they look down at the sky, they can only glimpse white clouds that seem to be split in half by something.

Yang Mingxiu saw that the golden outer wheel was sensing everything in the surrounding world. With him as the center, it could spread outwards for almost ten thousand meters, like a powerful and efficient humanoid Gundam shuttling through the clouds. This was also the most convenient means of sensing at this stage.

If this distance needs to be spread outward, the difficulty of the operation will not increase, but the speed of data processing will decrease. Within this range, the brain can quickly process all movements within the observation range, including the existence of life. If it continues to spread out, the data processing speed cannot be guaranteed, and from an overall perspective, the search speed will be reduced.

Since it was impossible to sense the power from the Witch of Disguise, the only thing that could be done was a thorough search for any being with magical powers.

?775 Fortuna

Because of the complicated information pouring into his brain, he showed an impatient expression.

But there was nothing that could be done about it. This trip was not only to find the Witch of Vainity, but also to find Beatrice's sister Parker. Echidna didn't know where Parker was now. At that time, she just asked Parker to find her own contractor, which was the same abstract concept as Beatrice waiting for the "destined person" in the Forbidden Library.

Another point worth mentioning is that the convenience of omniscience brought by the Book of Wisdom has been transformed into a power similar to the recording effect due to the intervention of Yangming Shuichi.

If the function of the Book of Wisdom was to record everything that happened in the past, present, and future of this world, then it has basically not much reference value now. The appearance of the sage has brought about tremendous changes in the world's structure and environment. This also means that Echidna is basically a useless witch who is useless now.

Her only value now is to use her graceful and white body to satisfy the sage Jin Jin.

However, it is a bit bad to describe a living person in this way, and it seems like objectification.

"Ok?"

Through searching, Yang Ming Xiuyi found a dense forest covered with white snow. This place was close to the Holy Kingdom of Gustko, and strictly speaking, it was on the edge of the Holy Kingdom.

There was something strange here that caught the man's attention.

Deep in the white snow, there stands a small village.

The wooden houses built with wood make people doubt whether they are of sufficient quality to survive in this cold place, but it is obvious from the occasional smoke that there is indeed life living here.

"Emilia, I have something important to do next. You have to wait for me in the room obediently."

"Is there anything else?"

They look like a mother and son, and their appearance is indeed similar to a certain extent, but if you look closely, you can still find some differences.

The small, silver-haired kid had a gentler look, and his deep purple pupils were filled with mild dissatisfaction, expressing his dissatisfaction.

The pointed ears of the two also revealed their identities.

"Haha~ As expected, you have the silver hair inherited from your brother, and your mother is so gentle. After all, my brother's family and I all have fierce eyes."

The older elf bent down and stroked the young head of Emilia. The eyes that he thought were a little fierce were now full of tenderness and a kind of nostalgia.

"I love Mother Fortuna's eyes!"

The elf's parents seemed to be busy, so he was entrusted to the care of his father's sister, Fortuna, Emilia's aunt.

Emilia, a slender little girl, is a little silver-haired girl with a pair of cyan eyes. She is dressed in purple and white clothes and has a small white flower in her silver-white hair.

But her appearance might shock a man.

"Ugh, that's boring!"

Children aged 8.9 or are full of energy but do not yet understand the hard work of adults. They are the most disliked age. However, if children of this age are too introverted, it will make the elders worry. On the contrary, this kind of childlike vitality makes people feel more at ease.

The little Emilia has shown amazing beauty, and seems to be almost identical to a girl who existed in Gustco a long time ago. Now she is expressing boredom because her elders have left and there is no one to accompany her.

"Mom clearly said that lying and hiding things are bad, pinch—"

Picking up the paint on the small wooden table and putting the clean white paper drawing board without any color on the ground, the little Emilia obviously saw through Fortuna's mother's cover-up. She didn't want to tell herself what she was going to do, but instead changed the subject with subtlety.

Children, especially smart children, are often more sensitive than many adults. They may not be able to distinguish between lies and deception, but they can still tell the difference between perfunctory and irresponsible.

"I really want to go outside,"

At an age full of energy, it is certainly impossible to accept staying at home for a long time. The outside world is an open world full of temptations and surprises.

Just when Emilia was feeling bored and distressed, a cluster of glimmering objects caught her attention.

It's a micro-elf.

As a manifestation of natural magic, it is also the natural creation that most elf contractors sign contracts with. Elves naturally have a strong affinity for such beings. It is not surprising that the young Emilia has this talent.

The tiny elf passed through the wooden house made of rocks and wood and left.

"So cunning!"

Squatting in front of the stone, Emilia looked at the place where the micro-elf left with dissatisfaction, but as soon as she squatted down, she discovered a subtle thing: a little coolness from outside actually seeped in.

The cyan eyes suddenly lit up.

The rock was indeed loosened, and with her child's strength she easily moved it away, revealing a path leading to the magical world outside.

——As long as you don’t walk out through the front door, you haven’t left home.

Faced with Mother Fortuna who warned her not to leave home, Emilia thought of a countermeasure in her mind that would not break the agreement but would also satisfy herself.

Elves value agreements, whether they are elves living in the forest, micro elves, or great elves.

Emilia climbed out through the cracks in the rocks. Although she was a little dirty, the moment she appeared outside the cabin and saw the sun shining down, everything seemed worth it.

There is also some greenery in the white snow.

What comes into view is the grassland created by the elves living here using magic and planting.

The closer you look into the village, the more you will find that it does not seem to be as cold as the outside Kingdom of Gustiko. Instead, the temperature is just right and easy to live in.

The scene that little Emilia watched silently was the elves in her village talking to the man in black robes.

"Is there any problem with the seal?"

He was a man in a black robe with a ponytail, slightly thin and tall. His eyes, which revealed his intelligence and liveliness, made him look more elegant. His hair was light green, and his long hair was neatly trimmed.

It seems a bit out of place among the surrounding elves who mostly have blonde, blue or silver hair.

"Is there any problem with the seal, Master Fortuna?"

"No problem. Just like before, we are the ones who want to thank you for living here to protect the seal."

Fortuna’s smile seemed a little stiff, as she looked at the Witch Cult member in front of her...

?776 Emilia

"Although we have been living in seclusion here for a long time, we still have information channels about the recent actions of the Witch Cult. Isn't this a bit too much?"

",, I can't refute it."

"Forget it, there's nothing you can do."

Fortuna sighed. She had heard a little about the various crimes committed by the Witch Cult, but right now the members of this faction were still willing to contribute to protecting the seal. This alone was enough to solve many problems in the lives of the elves.

Because they have to protect the seal, they cannot trade with the outside world too ostentatiously, so they can only entrust members of the Witch Cult who are also willing to protect the seal to provide help.

Although Fortuna always felt that there was something wrong.

However, this trade has been going on for a long time, and they don't seem to have any intentions. The more critical point is that they don't know how to deal with it if they leave the Witch Cult, so they simply don't investigate it further.

"Lord Fortuna, there is one more thing, about your brother and sister-in-law."

"Jos, don't tell me, I already know."

Fortuna already knew before this that Emilia's parents had met with an accident.

Jules looked at the other person's stern eyes, which were full of questions and doubts. He lowered his head helplessly. He and Emilia's parents were old acquaintances, so he came to help Emilia's village. At the same time, he now had some thoughts of atonement.

Emilia's parents died in the activities of a certain Sin Archbishop.

This is a fact that this man, who is somewhat fragile at heart, cannot dispute.

Moreover, he himself had no way to contend with the Archbishop of Sin. Although Pandora had handed over the Witch Factor to him long ago, that attribute was completely contrary to his own strength, and he would not easily try to integrate it unless it was a crisis.

Looking up at the forest that had almost no season changes thanks to the help of the elves, he could only continue to transport books and clothes to the village. This was the smallest help he could provide within his authority.

Fortuna did not continue to express her doubts. Regarding the actions of the Witch Cult, she knew very well that Jus was just a small figure in it and could not play any key role at all.

The hint of hatred hidden in those calm deep purple eyes was caught by Qiu Si.

My heart moved and I didn't say anything else.

The sorrow of the powerless is vividly reflected here. José has no way to avenge Emilia's parents, nor can he resolve Fortuna's hatred. All he can do is to repay as much as possible with the help he can.

Emilia, hiding behind a tree, with a dirty face, secretly looked at the person her aunt was interacting with.

She remembered that Qiu Si had come to the village many times and always brought some supplies to the village. However, the melancholy expression he always showed made her silently label him as a man with a fragile heart.

"Little guy, what are you peeking at here?"

"Look at what my mom is doing, wow?! Who are you?"

"Shh~"

The tall and dark man approached the tiny elf hiding behind a tree and gave her a hissing look.

Yang Mingxiu frowned when he saw those men in black robes.

It is still worthwhile to take a trip out. You can discover something interesting.

Yang Ming Xiuyi was very familiar with the elves. They valued promises, but unlike humans who were always driven by desires. How should I put it? They were a race that preferred peace and tranquility. They were neither fierce and warlike, nor would they vent their power wantonly. In the eyes of the young man, the elves were very trustworthy and generally friendly.

However, why would a race that they themselves had labeled like this be related to the Witch Cult? However, the Witch Cult in front of them did seem different from the ones they had seen before. They were not crazy or weird, but instead looked like normal humans wearing Witch Cult clothes.

Due to the prejudice left by gluttony and anger, Yangming Shuichi has subconsciously believed that all the people in the Witch Cult are crazy.

"You, who are you? Why are you here?"

Little Emilia seemed to be very alert. She took a step back without leaving a trace and leaned against the bushes. If the man in front of her made any move, she would immediately shout for help, so that José and Mother Fortuna would come over immediately.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Why did I leave my house? If I had stayed in the house, there would not be any crisis.

"Don't worry, I don't have any ill will towards you."

Yang Mingxiu smiled and waved his hand. He never had any ill will towards elves. What's more, the appearance of this little guy in front of him was really familiar.

In the distant past, the Saint Satira of Gustco looked almost exactly like Emilia now.

If Shatila were teleported here now, it would really make people doubt whether the two people have any blood relationship.

This possibility is not completely impossible. Back then, Shatira's parents abandoned their child who could not control her own power of protection. If they continued to develop...

Hiss, from this point of view, there must be bad people among the elves.

In Emilia's eyes, the man in front of her was undoubtedly a human being full of threats and variables.

She had the sturdy physique of a warrior, and although she did have a strange feeling that she wanted to get close to him, Emilia, who was very alert, was still inclined to be on guard until safety and trust were established.

Yang Mingxiu squatted down and slowly reached out his hand towards the little guy.

In the man's hand, he held a piece of white cloth that he had taken out of his pocket.

"How come such a beautiful girl is so dirty? Come, let me wipe it for you."

It's the kind of thing that makes you want to call the police, but it's just as suspicious as your uncle taking you to see the goldfish.

However, after seeing that perfect smile, Emilia looked at her white and purple skirt carefully. There was indeed dust and dirt on it from getting out of the house. The silent little girl showed a nervous expression and slowly took out the white cloth to wipe her face.

"Is the white-haired elf over there your relative?"

"Well, she's Mama Fortuna."

"I see, what's your name then?"

"Emilia!"