Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven.

After all, today is different from the past.

A former footman is still a footman.

And he has changed from a male servant to the master of witches.

Sitting in the main seat of the restaurant, Robb looked around and saw young and beautiful witch girls everywhere.

Zoe goes without saying.

Celine... no wonder she's so big, she eats so much.

Adriana...why does she give me the sidelong glance from time to time? Oh! I almost forgot that I still owe her a practical lesson.

Daphne isn't here.

She was too shy to face Robb at the moment and took sick leave.

Still need experience!

As for others.

It's normal that Cordelia is not here, after all, she has a lot of things to do.

But what about Queenie and Nan?

Robb, who had not seen the two of them and had previously thought that they were out playing, finally asked:

"Queenie, Nan's not here?"

Robb looked at Zoe.

Zoe did not disappoint him: "Quinnie and Nan went out with Cordelia to do some errands."

"Oh?"

Robb was in high spirits.

There are three of them together. Did something big happen?

"It's a very bad thing." Zoe sighed. "An undiscovered descendant of a witch was bullied by her classmates and oppressed by her religious fanatic mother. Unable to bear it, she awakened her witch power and started a bloody massacre."

"massacre?"

Celine, who was stuffing food in her mouth, and Adriana, who had been looking at her cross-eyed, suddenly became interested. They didn't know about this.

Robb asked, "A massacre? How many people died?"

Zoe: "About ten. They're all the people who bullied her."

Celine and Adriana exclaimed.

Even the latter only crushed a few people's balls and never killed anyone.

Robb looked calm.

Along the way, there were too many living people who died at his hands, and the supernatural things were just too numerous to mention.

If we really talk about the number of murders, those famous murderers are not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

Not to mention him, even his pure and lovely girlfriend killed a lot of cultists in the swamp without showing any mercy.

There are only a dozen of them, which is no big deal for people like them.

Zoe then added: "In addition to the number of deaths, there were hundreds of people injured. An auditorium was burned down, and a long crack appeared on the road."

"Too many people saw this incident. Fortunately, the murderer who liked to make wax figures of living people and the woman named Paris were reported all over the news recently. It didn't cause a sensation right away."

“Cordelia got the news and rushed there with her helpers, hoping to minimize the impact of the situation.”

Robb understood: "What about that girl? What is Cordelia going to do with her?"

Logically speaking, since she used witchcraft to kill more than ten people and caused such a big impact, the girl would not have a good ending.

But considering that she had just awakened her ability and could not fully control it, plus there were reasons for the incident and the identity of the person she killed was clear.

The final judgment will be made by Cordelia, the Supreme Witch.

Chapter 194 Carrie

"The girl is dead," Zoe said.

"Dead?" Celine and Adriana looked at each other.

Robb said without blinking, "He died not long ago. It would only take Cordelia a breath to come back to life."

"Resurrection?" Celine and Adriana looked at Robb again.

As new witches, they are not yet aware of the bug-like ability of resurrection.

Robb gave Zoe a look.

After receiving the information, Zoe turned into a teacher and carefully explained the witches' abilities to the two freshmen, just like Cordelia had explained them to them.

Afterwards, Robb casually asked, "Where did it happen?"

"A small town called Culimp, Maine."

……

Culping Township, Maine.

A news vehicle that was whizzing into the town suddenly stopped. All the reporters inside got out of the vehicle with dazed faces and came to the three women in black robes.

Cordelia, who was in the lead, grabbed a handful of silver-gray dust and blew it gently towards the reporters in front of her.

In the blink of an eye, the raised dust was inhaled into the noses of all the reporters.

With Cordelia's mysterious whispers in their ears.

One minute later.

The reporters got back into the car and turned back.

Halfway through, their eyes regained clarity and the previous scenes were completely out of their minds. They just kept complaining to each other.

"The guy who said there was an evil witch killing people here is mentally ill! It was clearly the school auditorium that caught fire and many people were killed and injured in the trampling. The boss actually believed such a thing and asked us to come all the way here to report?"

"Not only was there a fire, but there was also an earthquake. Perhaps there has always been a horror legend of a witch's curse circulating in the area. Wouldn't this work?"

"I think the locals are crazy about becoming famous. Think about it, if a witch with powerful supernatural powers really appeared here, it would definitely become the focus of the whole United States, just like Ambrose Town. People would flock here to check in, and the whole town would benefit."

"It seems that they were inspired by the pair of wax figures of murderous brothers. Unfortunately, they are not professional at all. If they were to report it, no one would believe it."

"If you have this much time, you might as well spend more time with that rich girl Paris."

"Indeed! She is releasing new materials one by one. That's what professionalism is!"

"Don't you think Paris is hot? It would be great if we could get our hands on her nude photos or videos! We'd definitely make a ton of money!"

"Hahaha! Indeed..."

"..."

the other side.

Looking at the back of the interview car going away, Queenie, the largest of the black-robed men, rubbed his red eyes and yawned, "This is the last batch. Can we find a place to sleep? We've been busy all night and are so tired!"

On the side, Nan glanced at Cordelia and took the initiative to answer: "There is still the most critical person who has not been dealt with."

Queenie could only sigh, took out a bag of potato chips, and started to eat them, hoping to use her appetite to overcome her fatigue.

After the witch group detected the powerful magical fluctuations, they rushed over overnight.

After some inquiries, it was found out that on the day of the incident, a witch descendant named Carrie was splashed with a bucket of red dye by her former bullies in public at the town's high school's annual dance.

Faced with new and old grudges, the magic power in her body finally erupted and she started a fierce revenge.

Not many people actually witnessed Carrie using her witch powers.

Besides the bullies she had taken out, there were only a few people who had been in the front row at the dance.

As for the vast majority of people, they riot just for the sake of rioting.

After understanding the situation, Cordelia immediately took Queenie and Nan to find the witnesses, correct their cognition, and by the way, clean up the traces of witchcraft on the dead.

Even if there are some that slip through the net.

Since the vast majority of people agree that the fire in the auditorium was caused by the earthquake and resulted in casualties, it would not cause much of a stir.

After dealing with the people in the town, we also dealt with the reporters outside the town.

Cordelia brought Queenie and Nan to Carrie's house.

The house had collapsed. Carrie, who had just come to her senses, was filled with remorse and was buried by the collapsed house while holding her mother's body.

Cordelia looked at some of the townspeople around her, waved her hand, and all the irrelevant people consciously stayed away from here.

A minute later, amid the shaking sound of a collapsed building, Carrie's body floated out and landed in front of the three people.

"Do you want to save her?" Queenie asked while eating potato chips.

"She is our sister." Cordelia nodded. "Although she caused a serious disaster, it was ultimately the fault of those bullying classmates and her religious fanatic mother who regarded her as a devil. She was just a frightened child."

"If you really want to blame someone, blame us for not finding her in time."

Cordelia walked to Carrie's body, bent down, and blew gently into Carrie's nose with her lips.

Bring back to life!

In an instant, the heartbeat of life began to sound from Carrie's body.

Soon, she opened her eyes and murmured:

"Am I... in hell?"

"No, you're back to your real home," Cordelia smiled.

A quarter of an hour later.

Carrie, who had a general understanding of the situation, stood there in a daze.

Cordelia looked at Nan.

Nan, who understood what she meant, said, "Self-blame, regret, pain, confusion... Poor Carrie, it looks like she will have to carry this heavy burden for a long time."

"At least she's not intoxicated by the pleasure of reaping lives, right?" Cordelia didn't care.

At last she came up to Carrie, held out her hand, and said with a kind smile:

"Welcome to the witch family, Carrie."

……

Because I was busy with the business that had accumulated from the previous exploration of the mirror world.

It was three days later when Robb saw Carrie.

Looking at the strange girl with beautiful blonde hair, cute yet a little childish, who came out of the mirror and came downstairs, Robb was stunned at first, and then he remembered what was going on.

"Robb, director of the witch group, welcome to the witch academy, lovely lady." Robb smiled and introduced himself.

Carrie seemed very shy. After a quick glance at Robb, she lowered her head and whispered, "Carrie."

Robb was slightly surprised.

This isn't like the guy who killed the bully with his own hands and nearly destroyed the entire town.

At that moment, Carrie gave him the feeling of... a frightened little white rabbit with its fur standing on end.

after that.

Carrie's performance lived up to Robb's evaluation of her.

When Teacher Zoe gave the class, Celine and the other girls performed very well.

Only Carrie seemed to be resisting something, and the power of the witch remained motionless.

At first, Celine and the other girls were a little worried about the arrival of the author of the massacre, fearing that she would kill them if they disagreed with her.

Now they are relieved, knowing that this is just a frightened peer.

The girls were relieved, but Zoe was not.

After all, Carrie is here to learn how to control her own power.