I traveled through time and space as a villain and became her heart-stealer.

"I just don't want to be burdened with love debt."

Chapter 71 It's really fake

After hearing the answer from the man in black, Richard fell silent.

He wasn't surprised.

But when he heard these words, Richard vaguely guessed the true identity of the man in black.

In his mind, there was only one person who could have said this appropriately.

For several days, Lianna had only had relatively close contact with that person.

However, that person shouldn't have such strength.

"last question."

Struggling, Richard managed to sit up straight and looked up at the man in black.

"I still don't understand why the Happy Blood Mist has no effect on you."

"Mr. Mysterious Man, what on earth did you do?" Richard said with a wry smile on his face.

Hearing Richard's doubts, the man in black was stunned at first, then smiled faintly.

He had expected Richard to ask about this.

"I can answer your question, but you need to think about one thing first."

"What kind of person will never have their consciousness invaded?"

Richard frowned and fell into silence.

The man in black smiled coldly, and before Richard could give an answer, he spoke first:

“Not those with the strongest will, but those whose consciousness has long been destroyed.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black reached out for the twisted mask and gently took it off.

At the same time, after the mask was taken off, the face of the man in black hidden under the mask was finally revealed.

Richard opened his eyes wide.

"It's you, Mr. Hohenheim."

Although he had vaguely guessed it just now, he still felt somewhat surprised when this scene really appeared before his eyes.

There was a hint of bitterness in the smile on Richard's face.

On the other side, Gu Qinghan showed a calm smile.

"Good morning, my good neighbor."

As he spoke, Gu Qinghan handed the laughing mask in his hand to Richard.

"Put on the mask and experience it yourself. I believe everything will become clear."

Richard looked at Gu Qinghan doubtfully and took the mask.

The mask is all white and made of solid wood. On the surface, a few arcs are drawn with ink pen, making the smiling expression particularly eye-catching.

An ordinary mask.

With a cautious attitude, Richard slowly picked up the mask and then put it on his face in the correct position.

In just a breath, Richard quickly noticed something unusual.

In the "nasal cavity" groove of the mask, the hole that should have been reserved for breathing was blocked by something.

If you breathe hard, you will feel some kind of powder rushing into your nose, with a slightly strange smell.

"What is this...?" Richard stood there in a daze.

Reaching out and touching it gently, Richard was about to take off the mask on his face.

Looking at Hohenheim again, he felt inexplicably dizzy, and a distorted and familiar sense of disobedience arose spontaneously.

"The end of the hypnotic drug."

Gu Qinghan spoke slowly, and then added:

"I prepared this mask long before I went downstairs, just to fight you."

"The joyful blood mist will affect my mind. If I want to avoid being affected, I have to hypnotize myself first to resist the effect of the joy."

"The hypnotic instruction I gave myself was to forbid any emotions related to happiness."

Gu Qinghan spoke word by word, like the devil's whisper.

“That’s my coping strategy.”

“That’s why I can control myself perfectly and not be affected by pleasure and fall into the abyss.”

Richard stared at the man in front of him in a daze. He could never have imagined that the joyful blood mist could be broken in this way.

No.

It would be more accurate to say that it was defeated head-on rather than being cracked.

The inducing effect of the joyful blood mist was suppressed by this white medicinal powder.

It is because of this that Richard was at a disadvantage in this fight and became what he is now.

"You made a very powerful potion..."

After a long time, Richard had to let out a long sigh, and his hands began to feel numb.

Unexpectedly, one day the Joyful Blood Mist would actually be defeated.

At this time, Gu Qinghan spread his hands and said in a nonchalant manner:

"A true hypnotist can only hypnotize himself."

He put on an expression that he thought was handsome and spoke slowly.

Even though he plagiarized this sentence from "The Great Hypnotist" Hohenheim, it is absolutely appropriate to say it now.

Richard was stunned at first, then he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"you're right."

"Because you hypnotized yourself, you were able to avoid the Happy Blood Mist and the Happy Blood Blade..."

As he spoke, Richard's speaking speed gradually slowed down, and then he suddenly remembered something and suddenly raised his head and stared at Gu Qinghan.

"wrong."

His eyes flickered constantly as he stared at Gu Qinghan's face, and his expression changed rapidly.

"What?" Gu Qinghan was stunned.

"You're lying to me."

Richard's lips turned purple, and he pointed at Gu Qinghan and continued:

"You definitely didn't use this method to defeat me! At least not just this method!"

Gu Qinghan's movements froze, and then his eyes gradually became gloomy.

"Why do you say that?"

"A sense of disharmony."

Richard spoke very quickly, and then said quickly with a trembling voice:

"In addition to the influence of the joyful blood mist, you also have other strange abilities."

"For example, the unusual dodging speed, or breaking free from the prison of pleasure..."

"That is definitely not achieved by just using hypnotic drugs."

"you are lying!"

At this point, Richard's face had turned pale. He looked at Hohenheim with horror and vaguely felt his hands and feet getting cold.

Why was Mr. Hohenheim still lying to him at this point?

Richard didn't understand, he was just horrified.

At this time, Gu Qinghan's face had turned completely gloomy. He looked at Richard coldly, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Since you have seen this far, I can't let you leave easily..."

As he spoke, Gu Qinghan smiled kindly, his sleeves shaking as he grasped a dagger.

The cold blade gleamed faintly in the drizzle.

Richard stood there in a daze, watching the dagger flash by, and inexplicably felt a chill on his neck.

Whoosh-!

In the blink of an eye, the blade was stained with red liquid, splashing in the rain.

what happened?

Richard suddenly felt that he suddenly lost consciousness all over his body.

Cold raindrops continued to fall from the grey sky, but he could not feel the touch of the water droplets at all, as if they did not exist.

An inexplicable sense of fear made him feel as if his soul was being devoured.

Then the world began to spin, and finally Richard understood when he saw the headless body fall down.

It turned out that his head fell to the ground.

Cold, damp, and fear eroded his will like a demon.

At the last second before darkness fell, his vision lengthened and he suddenly saw the red magic circle not far away.

Speaking of which, that was a magic circle he made himself.

It was about to go out.

It's all over...Richard thought.

In the center of the magic circle, the body of the Knight Princess came into view.

Her snow-white shoulders were wet by the rain, and her thighs were wrapped in black stockings, making her look charming and attractive.

At this time, Catalina stood up again and walked towards Richard.

The sounds in her ears began to become blurred, and Richard could not hear what Mr. Hohenheim was saying to her.

But Richard felt inexplicably confused.

Wasn't Miss Knight Ji knocked down? Why did she stand up again?

In the last second before he lost consciousness, he saw Hohenheim turn around and look at him with a grim expression.

In Hohenheim's hand, the cold dagger was still reflecting a little fluorescence.

"Listen carefully. You will forget all the conversations you just had."

"Then, you should apologize to the next person you meet with all the guilt for your evil deeds."

The next second, the silver light fell and the world fell into complete darkness.

Chapter 72 Rebirth

Blinking, Richard froze in place as he looked at the scenery before him.

"here it is……?"

He felt dazed and couldn't comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

This is a poor and shabby living room.

Looking out the window of the room is a barren desert. Occasionally, you can see a few dry trees that have almost lost their vitality and are struggling to survive.

The howling wind blew up gusts of yellow sand, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

This was undoubtedly not a city, at least not the City of Beloved.

Recalling what had just happened, Richard felt a throbbing in his temple and cold sweat broke out on his back.