Kill me again, Miss Witch

But in the next second, Octavier's expression froze instantly on his face.

"Puff puff puff puff puff—"

Accompanied by a fine piercing sound, countless sharp wooden thorns rushed out of the ground like thorns, piercing Octavill's body in an instant, nailing him in mid-air!

"I forgot to tell you." The black-robed mysterious man smiled silently, "I am dual-line."

"..."

The face of Octavial who was pierced could not help showing an expression of unbelievable despair.

What kind of monster did Shaar provoke?

As a vampire, even though her body was pierced, she still had tenacious vitality and was not on the verge of death.

However, it would be different if the brain was pierced by an ancient spell with sacred attributes.

Under her silent gaze, the mysterious man in black robe picked up the [Bright Aria] that fell aside, and weighed it in his hand.

As a magician with space attributes, he can send this sharp blade into her brain without any hindrance as long as he simply casts a teleportation magic.

Octavier gently closed her eyes.

"Goodbye."

The mysterious man in black robe pronounced the sentence lightly.

But at this moment, a voice that surprised everyone suddenly sounded.

"stop!"

Hearing this, the mysterious man in black robe turned his attention to the already dilapidated magic shop.

A lady in a black fringed dress appeared at the door at some point.

Her long hair was scattered behind her, and there was no panic on her soft face. She held a sharp knife in her hand and laid it across her smooth neck, with a calm expression.

Novella spoke again: "Everyone put down their weapons and stop."

"Why should I listen to you?"

The mysterious man in black robe smiled slightly and said.

"I know, in your eyes, you have never regarded me as a living human being." Novella's temperament seems to have undergone a surprising change, and her previous innocence and cowardice have completely disappeared, "But even as a Items, in your so-called plan, am I also the most important part?"

"go on."

The tone of the mysterious man in black seemed to be a little more appreciative.

"If I suffer any fatal injuries, your plan should not be able to be implemented."

"Since that's the case, shouldn't everyone present here follow my advice for a while and put down their weapons first?"

Novella said calmly.

"Why do you think that I can't stop you before you hurt yourself?" The black-robed man smiled, "What's more, I don't think that a puppet who was imprisoned in the manor since childhood would commit suicide courage."

"Well, let's try it."

The sharp blade in Novella's hand moved inward, and a stream of bright red blood gushed out from the wound, but her expression did not change at all.

At this moment, a nobleness and strength that belonged exclusively to Mrs. Violet slowly bloomed on her body.

"Jingle--"

After being silent for a while, the mysterious man in black robe took the lead to set an example, threw away the dagger in his hand, and lifted the wooden thorns and space confinement on Octavier's body.

He then continued: "My sincerity has been shown."

"Since you know that you are very important to our plan, if we keep using life as a threat, do we have to endlessly agree to all your demands?"

"You should also understand that this is impossible."

"Of course I understand." Novella nodded, "Let Octavier go, and not to pursue innocent people related to this matter, this is my only request."

"After this, I will leave with you."

"Okay, I promise you that I will withdraw my troops from here and give her time to escape from the capital."

The mysterious man in black robe promised without much hesitation.

"I will not trust your promises, so until your plan is implemented, I will remain in the current state."

"can."

The mysterious man in black robe waved his hand.

The surrounding soldiers were immediately ordered to evacuate from the nearby streets like a tide.

"Although she looks seriously injured, in terms of the strong healing power of the blood race, she still maintains a high fighting ability." The mysterious man in black robe spread his hands, "So from now on, I will not chase her down , enough for her to flee the scene."

"As for whether the Tower of Judgment or the Inquisition will take action in the future, it is beyond my ability."

"How? Is my sincerity enough?"

"Of course." Mrs. Violet chuckled, "But before I leave, I still want to say something to her."

......

When Shaar rushed to the scene, what he saw was a ruined street.

Pedestrians slowly gathered in the surrounding area, as if they were observing what happened in this area just now.

It's hard to imagine that after such a fierce battle in a place like the capital, no official personnel came to intervene in a short period of time.

Perhaps, this is the result of the intervention of the "Sun" organization.

Shaar took a deep breath, and quickly walked into the depths of the alley.

The dark red blood was slowly drying up everywhere on the ground, and we could vaguely see how fierce battles had broken out here.

He looked around nervously, and then, at the end of the ruins, he saw a thin figure struggling to support his body.

That figure was bathed in blood, with wounds all over his body.

"!!"

Shaar stepped forward quickly, holding Octavier's broken body in his arms.

"Sorry, I am late."

Although he thought this sentence was stupid, but at this moment, nothing could express the guilt in his heart.

"I'm fine." Octavier coughed out a mouthful of blood, and then swallowed the blood back with some distress, "They... just left not long ago, and took away the fat woman, saying yes. ...what plans to accomplish."

"I know, but you are more important now."

Char took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile.

"Why, are you worried about me, an old woman?" The white-haired little loli chuckled, "I...just say, you brat...how can you resist, resist... ...the temptation of a mature woman like me?"

Xia Ya recalled the last time the two met, the other party complained not to be outdone, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "You are already like this, and you still have the heart to say such things?"

"By the way, this...is for you."

With that said, Octavier took out a book from his arms and handed it to Shaar.

It was the "Jane Eyre" left by Novella.

"She said, thank you." A trace of helplessness flashed in Octavier's eyes, "And...goodbye."

"I see."

Shaar nodded with no emotion.

"Go after them, don't worry about me..." Octavill's eyebrows frowned, "You must kill that old thing for me... Then, put that fat The woman was rescued."

"The fixed-point teleportation magic tool I asked you to make last time, is it ready?"

Watching the scene in front of him, Xia asked as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Of course, who do you think I am?"

As he spoke, Octavier tremblingly took out a vine-wood wand inlaid with a large imaginary stone from the dimensional ring.

Shaar nodded and took the wand.

Later, he found that the sly pattern he used to teleport to the abyss palace was floating in the center of the imaginary stone in a strange state.

The only function of this magic wand that forged hundreds of thousands of gold coins was to teleport people to that abyss palace.

As I said before, the book of taboo that Shaar performed the transmission ceremony was provided to him by Octavial, so he is also slightly aware of what he is doing now.

"When you see that existence later, tell her that you are Char's friend. If she doesn't know who Char is, tell her, 'Cinderella and the Glass Slipper'."

In Shaar's hands, magic power fluctuations slowly condensed.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Octavier said with some surprise.

She wanted to stand up and stop Xiaya, but even this simple movement was almost impossible.

At the same time, in her line of sight, the soldiers and members of the Hidden Night Society who had retreated just now slowly approached the street again.

Obviously, the mysterious man in black robe did not keep his promise as he appeared on the surface.

"Don't worry, she's a good person and won't hurt you." Shaar touched her head reassuringly, "As for the revenge you said..."

The magic wand in his hand glowed with silver light, swallowing Octavier and disappearing instantly.

With his back facing countless knights and assassins, Xia slowly stood up.

A black armor appeared on the body surface.

"I see."

Chapter 64 Char, blaspheme the abundance!

After being picked up by Earl Violet's carriage, the knife in Novella's hand lay across her neck from beginning to end, and there were several scars on her delicate skin.

According to Mrs. Violet's original personality, it is very likely that she has cried out after being injured to such a degree. After all, what she fears most is pain.

But at this moment, in order to delay time for Octavier, and to give Xia a time to protect herself, she calmly did things that she never dared to think of before.

When a person dares to be cruel to herself, she may be close to growing up.

Sometimes, it may only take a few minutes, a book, or a sentence for a person to grow.

Novella is one of them.

At this moment, her past weakness and resignation seemed to no longer exist.

"Aren't your hands sore?"

In the carriage, Count Violet at the other end of the seat cast a concerned look at Novella.

"Don't you think it's hypocritical to ask such a question now?" Novella smiled lightly, "By the way, I'll ask you a question."

"You said."

Earl Violet took out a bottle of red wine from the storage box in the carriage, poured a glass and handed it to Novella.

Novella ignored his hypocrisy, and said bluntly: "During the 12 years when I was taken away from Xifeier City, whether you marry me as a wife or give me Violet Manor, what you have done to me Is one thing out of your original intention?"

"Did you...have you ever considered me your wife?"

Novella's calm eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing Earl Violet's heart.

I don't know why, maybe it's jealousy, maybe it's hesitation, in short, there is a sense of depression in Earl Violet's heart at this moment.

"You never asked that kind of question before."

He removed the bow tie on his collar irritably, unbuttoned his coat, and said in a muffled voice.

Perhaps it was because they felt that they hadn't seen each other for a few days, but Novella had undergone earth-shattering changes. This kind of change had never been shown when they lived together in the Violet Manor in the past.

What did that guy do to her?

"Yes, I used to be like an object that can be manipulated by others. I don't need to have my own will. I just need to live step by step in the manor every day, waiting for the day when your plan matures, and become the nourishment of the ceremony to dedicate yourself .”

"But what is the difference between this kind of life and domestic animals?"

Mrs. Violet sneered.