Mystery: The Witch of Desire

Livre added softly:

"However, I will still help you find your son."

Redbeard was clearly taken aback for a moment, a complex expression flashing across his face. He moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just turned his head away hastily, avoiding Livr's gaze.

Liviel didn't disturb them any further. She nodded slightly to the two of them, then turned and calmly left the room.

As she stepped out of the room, she activated her spiritual vision to glance at the people around the card table, and then paused in surprise:

Apart from the malicious man and the red-bearded man, none of the other celestial beings showed any signs of life.

They are all living corpses.

The next day, Livr arrived in Paria. The atmosphere was still oppressive. Everyone looked tired, but they were also filled with a blind enthusiasm for the rehearsals.

Livre noticed that another actor was missing; she didn't know if he had been murdered or was simply too sick to come.

But given the current condition of the actors in Paria, they would definitely come to rehearsal if they weren't so sick that they couldn't get out of bed.

Now, apart from young actor Riley, Liver doesn't even have a single actor she's somewhat familiar with.

Rehearsals continued until noon. Livre sat on the sofa in the dressing room, contemplating her next move, when she suddenly sensed a spiritual fluctuation.

She tensed up immediately; this feeling was very familiar to her—it was the feeling when the witch was invisible.

She instinctively looked towards the stairwell and sensed that someone was lurking there invisibly.

At this moment, the invisible person seemed to stop, as if sensing her gaze.

Livr immediately turned her head away and looked away.

Before long, the spiritual energy began to move again, and it traveled all the way to the fourth floor.

Livre frowned, a wave of emotion washing over her:

Is the witch's invisibility Luna Bell?

Luna Bell has come to see Bright! Are they here to discuss their next move?

This confirms one of Livre's guesses: when a witch is invisible, she can be detected if she passes close to someone of similar spirituality, although their face will not be clearly visible.

Therefore, Luna Bell probably didn't see her face clearly when she left the outskirts of Backlund.

Now how to do?

Livre made an excuse to go down to the first floor, as far away as possible from Bright's office on the fourth floor, and performed a divination using the magic mirror:

"Investigating Bright's office would be dangerous."

The surface of the mirror churned, but there weren't many ripples, indicating that there was danger, but it was still tolerable.

After a moment's hesitation, Liviel stealthily ascended to the fourth floor.

She already had experience, and could hear even more clearly from the room next to Bright's office.

A moment later, she heard the voices of a man and a woman talking, but they seemed to be chatting about trivial matters.

What are you wearing underneath today?

"you guess?"

"Oh, so it's this openwork design. I like it."

"Um……"

"Tsk tsk, it's already a vast ocean so quickly."

At this moment, both of them fell silent, and then a rustling sound rang out. Soon after, Mrs. Luna Bell's moans came from next door.

Livre blushed. Were Mr. Bright and Mrs. Luna Bell discussing the true meaning of life?

Her face flushed, she listened intently for about half an hour before the noise gradually subsided.

After finishing their work, Brett and Luna Bell finally resumed their conversation, albeit intermittently:

"How's it going with Clive?"

"The audience is ready, and there are enough of them."

"What about the faceless man?"

"We haven't seen any trace of him recently. He hasn't appeared since he rescued Fors, so he shouldn't bother us."

"Immediately after executing Coleman..."

Luna Bell's feminine voice was somewhat deep, and her original allure was tinged with a sinister chill.

"Kill everyone."

"I... am the real protagonist."

Livre felt anxious and wanted to hear what they were saying, but the next room fell silent again.

Livre waited patiently, and finally...

Then came Mrs. Luna Bell's groans.

Mr. Bell, you really should pay attention to the color of your hair.

Liviel thought to herself with a hint of helplessness, fearing that if she waited any longer, her spirituality would leak out and be discovered by Luna Bell.

Moreover, these two cult members spent an hour together, but only two minutes discussing serious matters; the rest of the time they were engaged in sexual activity. If she listened any longer, she would lose control of her own desires.

Liviel disappeared from the fourth floor, went to the restroom, and then pretended nothing had happened to continue resting, while secretly keeping an eye on the spiritual fluctuations in the air.

About an hour later, the spiritual energy returned to the stairwell—Luna Bell came downstairs.

But this time, she suddenly stopped and stood at the entrance of the rehearsal hall on the third floor.

Liviel felt a chill run down her spine, suddenly sensing that she was being watched.

Luna Bell is looking at herself!

Her heart was pounding, but she pretended not to notice and continued to yawn lazily.

After about ten seconds, the gaze shifted away, and the spiritual fluctuations disappeared.

She's gone...

Livre breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the chair, and was about to stretch her limbs a little.

Just then, a stunningly beautiful face suddenly appeared in front of her!

Luna Bell!

Chapter 123 The Witch's Temptation

Livre's pupils constricted sharply! She instinctively took a step back, then quickly composed herself, letting out a scream befitting a normal woman, before clutching her chest and saying:

"Madam, you really scared me!"

Luna Bell continued to smile, her beautiful face exuding a captivating charm:

"You know me?"

Livre paused, then shook her head:

"I...I don't know you."

But she regretted it as soon as she said it. Luna Bell was a well-known author, and saying she had met her would be plausible. To say she didn't know her would seem too deliberate.

Luna Bell gave a meaningful smile and said:

"But the first time you saw me, your eyes seemed to say, 'My God, it's that woman!'"

She reached out and stroked Livr's pointed chin:

"You naughty little kitten, tell me, are you lying?"

The instigator's influence spread, and Livre swallowed hard, her mind racing. She deliberately feigned a panicked look in her eyes:

"I'm sorry, ma'am, um... I shouldn't have lied..."

Luna Bell smiled smugly and continued to instigate:

"Then tell me, how did you come to know me? Why did you lie?"

Livr blushed and said:

“I saw your photo in the City Entertainment Daily. The newspaper said you were a promiscuous slut. I’m really embarrassed to say I know you.”

Luna Bell was taken aback, but instead of being annoyed, she giggled:

"This is really interesting..."

She looked Livre up and down and smiled:

"Come on, come upstairs with me."

With the strong instigation and the witch's allure, if Livre were to refuse directly, it would be tantamount to revealing to Luna Bell that she is an extraordinary being.

She obediently followed Luna Bell up to the fourth floor. Luna Bell walked ahead and entered the empty guest room next to Bright's office.

A few seconds later, her alluring voice rang out:

"Come in."

Livre walked in with a blank expression, but the scene before her eyes stung her:

Luna Bell lay naked on the soft bed in an extremely alluring and seductive pose, her curves exquisite, her skin snow-white, and her captivating eyes filled with burning desire.

"Come on, let me show you the true essence of witchcraft."

Liviel was instantly overcome with intense desire, and her watery eyes welled up with tears.

But in this situation, she had no interest whatsoever.

She stood there motionless, feigning a dazed expression.

"Could it be that he messed up his brain by instigating Taiqiang just now?"

Luna Bell stood up, muttering to herself. Her bare, smooth feet and long, snow-white legs rubbed together as she slowly approached Livia.

Livre felt a chill run down her spine; she was utterly unable to appreciate the beautiful sight, feeling as if a white tiger was closing in on her.

Her mind raced, quickly activating the abilities of a sex addict.

However, this time she was manipulating desires in reverse.

She altered the trajectory of spiritual activity, forcefully suppressing Luna Bell's burning desires.

The next second, Luna Bell suddenly looked confused, then revealed a bored expression.

She slowly walked back to the bed and sat down, looking Livia up and down with disdain in her eyes.

She knocked on the wall, and a moment later, Brett walked in. He wasn't surprised to see Luna Bell naked, but he was surprised to see Livre standing to the side and asked in astonishment:

How did she get here?

It seems the two are quite familiar with being naked together.

Luna Bell said irritably:

“I always felt there was something wrong with her. Rather than hoping she would play the role of a good witch, it would be better to deal with her to avoid ruining our important plans.”

Instead of directly objecting, Bright asked:

"What about the final sacrifice?"

Luna Bell curled her lips into a wicked smile:

"Who says the sacrifice has to be a living person? I've already borrowed that magical item from Lady Dorothy; it's just a matter of controlling another puppet."

Bright seemed to understand what was going on, and nodded.

"Then there's no problem. We can just remove one of the supporting puppets. The limit of that magical item should be two puppets."

Luna Bell yawned nonchalantly:

"You're in charge of handling her now. Remember not to go too far and damage the body."

Bright revealed a lewd smile:

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. To be honest, I've been itching to sleep with her for a long time. It would be such a waste to let such a beautiful woman go to waste."

Luna Bell rolled her eyes at him:

"Hmph, when you were with me, why weren't you this energetic? You saved all your energy for this little bitch?"