I'm in Type-Moon, I have a Holy Evil Simulator

Even after Ulysses tapped his cane, the old monster still couldn't recover for a long time.

Summoning Heroic Spirits!

And it is a summon that merges with the heroic spirit!

This absolutely overturned the public perception of the magic world! Even in history, such a horrific thing has never happened!

Combining summoning and possession...

If he could also possess this technique, wouldn't that mean Ulysses could merge with the countless ghosts within him?!

Linde...

Such a terrifying guy!

Ulysses narrowed his cloudy eyes and looked at Lind in the stadium.

But Sora beside him did not respond to his father's voice.

"Sora? Didn't you hear what I said?! Hurry up and find a way to keep this Oriental guy! Don't let him leave the Spirit Summoning Department!!"

The gloomy old goat was about to explode in anger, but he saw his daughter beside him was silent for a long time, and finally made a soft sound -

"So handsome..."

"......What?"

Only then did Ulysses realize that his daughter, the beautiful Sora, was almost unable to stand, clinging to him like a slime, her face flushed as she looked at Lind in the stadium affectionately.

"I've never seen such a manly boy. He's much more handsome than that spineless Kenneth... Father, his name is Lind, right?"

Sora then spoke foolishly.

"I will definitely keep him. He won't be snatched away by the Astronomy Department! Father, just trust Sora!!"

Ulysses.

No.

It was Rufreus Nazarene Euripius, one of the Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower. The old man grasped his cane and fell silent.

......What's happening?

Is it true that my daughter is a love-brained person?

The old monster from the clock tower adjusted his reading glasses with his skinny fingers, and the next moment he left the training ground tremblingly.

Forget it.

Since it is a matter for young people, it has nothing to do with an old man like me, right?

Chapter 4100: Ophelia's Gradually Optimistic Behavior ( words)

“…can’t be washed off.”

In the bathroom, Ophelia was washing her dirty long hair with the shower head, staring blankly at her left eye in the mirror.

"It can't be washed off at all... It's impossible to wash it off..."

This one-eyed girl with a black cloth wrapped around her head and extremely graceful body curves had a scarlet magic tattoo shining on her evil eye, just like the obscene curse tattooed on the lower abdomen of a geisha!

That was the [Slave Mark]!

This mark cannot be covered up by anything!

Even with the special black cloth covering the evil eye, even with Ophelia's drooping chestnut bangs, the slave tattoo would still flash with an enchanting light, completely appearing on the left eye of this beautiful girl!

Ophelia bit her lower lip in pain, letting the blood pierce through her teeth.

"No... I don't want to see people like this... How can I go to school like this... And what will everyone in the Clock Tower think of me...?"

Facing herself in the mirror, the one-eyed witch's slender fingers trembled as she desperately pressed down on her left eye, hoping to make the slave tattoo disappear completely by squeezing out her own magic eye!

But the next moment, when she was about to succeed, the light of the slave tattoo shone again, turning into a red magic current that electrified Ophelia's brain!

In an instant, the beautiful girl's slender legs began to tremble due to the backlash of this stimulating magic.

Her head was burning, her neck was burning, every part of her body seemed to be burning, and her eardrums were even pounding because of her violent heartbeat!

A strong feeling of sourness and numbness suddenly spread throughout her body. Ophelia could not control her strength, so she had to hug the white toilet beside her tightly, even pressing her face against it.

A slight itch began to spread from deep within the uterus and began to swell as if the urine was being held back. The noble young lady couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and her delicate body began to twitch as if she was having an epileptic seizure.

Every tremor was like the pleasure of ants climbing on her limbs, so comfortable that Ophelia's eyes slightly turned white.

She held on to the toilet tightly, and after being stiff for a long time, her whole body finally relaxed and she sat down completely on the ground. For a moment, she didn't want to do anything or think about anything.

“Ha, haaaa… haaaa…”

Ophelia's whole body was emitting a warm vapor. She just slid her fingers lightly under her skirt, and a touch of bright silver mucus adhered to her jade fingers.

“Damn Lind…damn Oriental! How dare you humiliate me, Ophelia Farmsolone, like this—!!”

The one-eyed witch gasped, and the next moment she angrily poured a basin of cold water beside her directly over her head!

wow-

The tall beauty with fair skin and brown hair had ice water poured over her head, and her student uniform of the Spiritual Exorcism Department was instantly soaked, revealing a translucent, wet and hazy texture.

Fitting Ophelia's undulating body curves, her fair and smooth skin suddenly showed a tender and slippery feeling like a young girl's.

"Calm down, Ophelia. You are the most outstanding witch. You are a top student in the Department of Spiritual Conjuration. You are the proud daughter of the Famsolone family. You have the blood of the Frost Giants..."

The chestnut-haired girl murmured this to herself in the mirror. She stared at herself in the mirror, and finally her expression returned to its usual cold and calm state.

"It's just a temporary setback, Ophelia. You must learn to be patient and find a way to invalidate this slave contract..."

Ophelia kept hypnotizing herself by looking at the beautiful girl in the mirror.

Because now, only in this way can she calm her mind again.

Calm down.

There are only two ways to invalidate a slave contract.

First: Win back the soul that he had gambled on, which means to gamble with Lind again!

This kind of thing is very easy to do. Although that despicable Oriental man is very likely not to gamble with him again, Lind had said before that if he wanted to make himself his plaything, that man would be a bastard with a horny mind.

Men who only think with their lower body are the easiest trash for women to deal with.

As long as Ophelia compromises and carefully meets any of his requests, she can naturally make the increasingly arrogant Linde fall into the trap, and then make a comeback in the future!

But this would make Ophelia lose her dignity.

As a noble one-eyed witch, Ophelia will never allow her dignity to be lost again!

I have lost face enough on the training ground today. I was too careless. Ophelia, who has never left the ivory tower of the clock tower, has never encountered an enemy as cruel and vicious as Linde.

I really did panic today for a moment.

So Ophelia has to use the second method——

That is to kill Lind.

Although Ophelia cannot kill Lind, as long as she entrusts someone else to kill Lind, once the first party of the slave contract dies, Ophelia, the second party, will naturally regain her freedom.

Thinking of this, Ophelia could no longer sit still. She quickly tidied her clothes and walked out quickly.

While Lind hasn't done anything to me yet, while my innocence hasn't been taken away, while Lind hasn't realized this and imposed any constraints on me—

Ophelia must act quickly!

The first target she sought out was, of course, the former top disciple of the Clock Tower's Astronomy Department—

Kirshtalia Wodaym!

"It's you, Ophelia."

Kirshtalia was now drinking black tea and leisurely sitting in a chair, flipping through a magic book.

Lind's actions at the training ground today completely shocked all the students in the Astronomy Department and the Spiritual Department.

Due to the decline of the Animusphia family, the Astronomy Department is now ranked [VIII] in the Clock Tower, which is the eighth place.

However, the Soul Summoning Division is completely different. Whether it is the mysterious retention of magic or the strength of its monarch Ulysses, the Soul Summoning Division has always been at the forefront of the Clock Tower. The Soul Summoning Division is now ranked [III], which means third!

But today, as the student president of the Astronomy Department, Lind slapped them hard in the face during the final exam of the Spiritual Department!

Bernard Ford was seriously injured and hospitalized, and Ophelia Farmsolone became a slave.

The eighth or lower one is defeated by the third one!

How could this not make all the students in the Department of Astronomy breathe a sigh of relief and make them feel completely happy about Lind taking on the position of student president?

"Kirshtalia, aren't you jealous?"

Ophelia crossed her arms and said coldly.

"Linde stole your title of Chief Disciple. You should have been the Student President of the Department of Astronomy. You should have been the successor to Monarch Animusphia!"

"That's indeed the case."

Kirshtalia put down the tea, raised her beautiful blue eyes and teased Ophelia.

"Ophelia, have I ever told you that you've become much more humane since you got the slave tattoo on your left eye?"

Ophelia herself is a proud and proud girl, so her face is always extremely cold.

But now that Lind had branded her with a scarlet slave tattoo, her aloofness that kept people at a distance suddenly turned into a contrasting ascetic temptation, making Ophelia's already beautiful face even more charming.

"...Kirshtalia, I never thought that even you would laugh at me!"

Ophelia gritted her teeth.

Kirshtalia is a peer whom she admires very much. Whether in terms of aristocratic demeanor or personal strength, this blond genius is an extraordinary existence.

But I didn't expect that Kirshtalia would say such words to me!

"Mocking? No, no, no, this shouldn't be a mockery."

Kirshtalia shook her head and corrected herself.

"I'm sighing, Ophelia. I'm sighing that the Ophelia with a noble spirit has now turned into a clown who can't stand losing!"

"clown?!"

"Do I need to explain why you came to see me?"

Kirshtalia's eyes turned cold.

"You're here to ask me to kill Lind, right? I'm telling you very simply and clearly, Ophelia, I can't do it."

"Why?! With your strength! Killing Lind should be a piece of cake!"

Ophelia slammed her hands on the table and shouted angrily at the leisurely Kirshtalia.

"I'm not like you. I have no grudge against Lind."

Kirshtalia continued calmly as she flipped the pages of the book.

"Also, even if Lind and I have a conflict, it would never reach the point of killing him. Besides, Lind can summon heroic spirits to merge with him!"

The blond genius was silent for a moment, then he looked up and said solemnly.

"If we really had to fight to the death, based on the strength he displayed today, my chances of winning would probably be less than 70%! Besides, who knows if Linde has any other cards up his sleeve?"

Kirshtalia knew it well.

If Lind's strength limit is only the level of killing Chimera, then the head of the Wodem family is absolutely sure that he can suppress Lind in battle.

but......

He is the eldest disciple designated by Teacher Marisbilly. This is the decision of that old fox, which means that Lind's strength has not yet reached its limit!

What if he could bring out a more powerful heroic spirit?

So is Kirshtalia sure he can kill him?

The answer is obviously impossible!

"There's no need for that. I'm very satisfied with the teacher's choice. Linde has enough strength to earn my approval. I, Kirshtalia, have no objection to him being the student president of the Astronomy Department."