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

There are still ten days left, so let's take it one step at a time.

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New Orleans, Louisiana.

As a port city in the southern United States and also the largest city in the state, although the economy is good, due to a major hurricane after the millennium, the city's population has dropped sharply and has not recovered until now.

Of course, this only applies to ordinary people.

Due to historical reasons and the influence of the vast swamp wetlands around it, New Orleans is associated with almost all ghost legends, anecdotes, and voodoo myths in the United States.

Although most of them are false, there are some true ones.

For example, a witch.

After the Salem witch trials, the descendants of the Salem witches moved to New Orleans and have continued to this day.

And today, in New Orleans, at the gate of Robichaux's School for Outstanding Women, actually a witch school, a new student and... a male servant arrived.

Myrtle disappeared after being sent here.

Robb looked at Zoe and saw that she was staring at him eagerly, looking at a loss. He shrugged and pressed the doorbell.

ding dong~

As soon as the bell rang, the door opened automatically.

"Let's go."

Robb dragged two large suitcases and took Zoe into the quaint white house.

As soon as I entered, I saw that it was dark inside and there was no sound at all.

It was like entering a haunted house.

Considering that this was the legendary witch's residence, Zoe asked nervously, "Is anyone here?"

thump!

The front door of the house suddenly closed automatically.

When Zoe turned around, she saw a black shadow flashing past from the corner of her eye.

She was startled and asked quickly, "Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"

No one answered.

At the same time, strange black figures appeared and disappeared rapidly in the room.

Zoe quickly grabbed Robb's arm, looked around nervously and said, "Robb, did you see that?"

"of course."

Robb nodded calmly.

A welcome ceremony for new students.

Although it is a bit shady, it is also in line with the characteristics of a witch.

Chapter 4 Chapter Young Witches

Zoe looked around nervously.

When she noticed three strange-looking people wearing black robes and crow masks suddenly appeared from all directions and walked towards her quickly with daggers in hand, she could no longer hold back and shouted:

"Robb! Run!"

After saying that, she grabbed Robb's arm and was about to take him away.

Unexpectedly, Robb not only did not move, but pressed her where she was.

"Zoe, relax."

Robb patted Zoe on the shoulder, then looked at the three black-robed men who were getting closer and closer, and greeted them with a smile: "Hey, girls, I have to say your welcome ceremony is quite novel."

The three men in black robes paused and looked at each other.

One of them seemed unwilling to give up. He came to Robb and the other man with a dagger in his hand, muttering, "Mother of Darkness, we offer you these two living bodies...", and raised his arm to stab with the dagger.

But she saw Robb still looking at her with a smile on his face, and Zoe, who believed in her boyfriend, was still a little scared, but she did not run away again.

The man in black robe suddenly felt bored and simply threw away the dagger, took off his mask and hood, revealing his shiny golden hair and delicate and beautiful face.

She curled her lips and said, "The plot didn't develop as expected. It's so boring."

"That's because your acting is terrible." The other two men in black robes also took off their disguises, and one of them, a fat black girl, complained.

The blonde beauty raised her slender eyebrows, turned around and said with disdain, "Really? It's better to say that your huge size gives everything away. No cult member is as fat as you."

The black girl flew into a rage: "You bitch..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zoe who had just reacted: "Everyone, can you tell me what is going on?"

"Seriously, we want to hold a welcome ceremony for the new members."

The petite girl with a strange face who had not spoken before smiled and said, "Madison made the idea. My name is Nan."

"Madison Montgomery, a Hollywood movie star, feel free to ask me for her autograph if you need one."

Madison, the most beautiful girl among the witches, rolled her eyes at the black girl and turned to greet Zoe, but her eyes were fixed on Robb standing beside her with interest.

"Shit, when was the last time you filmed a movie?" After habitually making a sarcastic remark, the black girl introduced herself, "Quinny."

“Zoe. This person next to me is…”

Just as Zoe was about to introduce her boyfriend to everyone, Madison interrupted her and said, "Robb, I know. Cordelia has already said so. I heard that he is here to take over Spalding's position."

"I've long been fed up with that perverted old man who has a stern face all day long. It's great to have a young and handsome exotic guy join us. Robb, can you cook Chinese food? I'd love to change my appetite."

A fragrant breeze blew over him. Noticing Madison's charming almond-shaped eyes staring at him passionately, Robb, who had gradually integrated into this society, said calmly:

"I can cook some simple Chinese food, but I don't know if it suits your taste."

Madison was in a good mood and said, "I think I'll get used to it."

Watching this scene, Queenie muttered to Nan beside her: "This bitch is always thinking about Fuck."

"No, Madison is just interested in Robb's fresh face, not to the extent of Fark," explained Nan, who has the ability to read minds.

Then she looked at Robb and said happily, "I like this new butler very much."

Queenie was surprised and asked, "Why? Are you interested in this new guy?"

"No! There is no noise in his mind. This is good. It can make my ears quieter."

Nan's ability to read minds is uncontrollable, and he has always been troubled by the constant voices of those around him.

Something unexpected happened today, and Robb was the first person whose mind was not read by her.

Nan didn't realize what this meant yet, but she was happy to meet someone quiet.

At this time, Zoe, who had already realized that Madison was too enthusiastic, quickly interrupted the conversation.

Robb took the time to look at this class of new witches.

Zoe with the power of Black Widow, Madison who can control objects with her mind, Queenie, a humanoid voodoo doll that can transfer damage, and Nan who can read minds.

Before coming, he was a little worried that Nan's mind reading ability would expose his secret.

Fortunately, after I mastered the book of supernatural containment, abilities such as mind reading and body possession are no longer effective on me.

This made him feel at ease and he decided to stay here for a while.

At least being a witch's servant does get a salary.

You have to know that in America, having money and having no money are two completely different worlds.

For the original person, whose parents had been missing since childhood, who had been running back and forth between various boarding houses and had not saved much money, ignoring the danger, this was indeed a good job as it provided food and accommodation, as well as a salary.

Seeing that no one else came, Zoe asked in surprise: "So, there are only three of you students in the school?"

"For now," a voice interrupted.

Everyone looked and saw a mature woman walking over.

"I'm your headmistress, Cordelia Fox."

Cordelia smiled and introduced herself to Zoe, then looked at Madison and the other two and said,

"Okay, girls, that's enough chatting. The truck full of groceries is parked in the driveway, waiting for you to unload it. I'm going to take Zoe to her room. I'll see you at lunchtime."

"Oh, yes, and Robb." She looked at Robb.

Robb quickly said respectfully, "Hello, Lady Cordelia."

"A very polite boy." Cordelia looked at Robb for a few times and said, "Spalding will arrange your work next. Learn from him. Remember, the most important thing to abide by when working here is confidentiality."

"I understand, Lady Cordelia," Robb assured.

Cordelia nodded with satisfaction, then called Spalding over and said to him, "Spalding, your assistant is here. You will be in charge of arranging the accommodation and work matters."

Spalding, with his thinning hair and long, stiff face, nodded in silence.

The tongueless man waved for Robb to follow.

At this moment, the life of a butler officially begins.

After Robb and Zoe said a brief goodbye, he followed Spalding with his suitcase.

As a witch school, the house where Robb lives is very large. At its peak, it can even accommodate more than 60 people at the same time.

As a result, Robb enjoyed a luxurious single dormitory.

Perhaps considering his relationship with Zoe, his room was very close to Zoe and Madison's dormitories, both on the second floor, making it very convenient for him and his girlfriend to do some naughty things...

stop!

Robb quickly stopped this dangerous thought.

Zoe is a veritable Black Widow.

The last time I was able to survive was because of my own time travel.

If it happens again, I can't guarantee that I won't follow in his footsteps.

Hey!

The home is there, but the door is impassable.

What a pity.

Chapter 5 Chapter Guns and Priests

At noon, the witches' lunch meeting was in progress.

After packing his luggage and tidying up the room, Robb walked into the kitchen, ready to help Spalding who was making pastries, but was coldly rejected by the other party.

In the absence of outsiders, it was obvious that the old butler, who had served witches for generations, was not very happy about Robb's arrival.

Obviously, he doesn't want to be replaced.

It's your fault for not giving birth to offspring. You're such a disgusting doll-hater.

Watching Spalding preparing food on his own, Robb, who couldn't get involved, shrugged and thought to himself.

fair enough.

Do you really think he is willing to serve others?

Since someone was willing to take on all the work, Robb began to paddle with peace of mind.

Seeing Robb playing with his mobile phone, Spalding squeezed his lips stiffly. After finishing the pastries in his hand, he took the plate to the hall.

Robb glanced at him and continued to look through the contents of his phone without paying any attention.

He did not forget that he had ten days to contain a supernatural being.

To this end, he specifically searched for some urban legends and horror stories about New Orleans on his mobile phone, hoping to find clues.

After all, my only impression of New Orleans is New Orleans grilled wings.