Embrace, separate, embrace, separate.
Valeela repeated the same actions until her emotions calmed down a bit, and then she managed to regain her calm thoughts.
She took a step back, stared at "Qili" steadily, and cruelly lifted the summons.
Then, she clearly saw the whole process of "Qili" turning into a black shadow, disintegrating and disappearing like a burnt page.
The shadow returns to its original place.
The "sincere" hair has become the sustenance of "painting".
From now on, Valeera only needs to use the two elements of portrait and relic to quickly summon the corresponding "painted shadow" just like summoning her own "real shadow"...
That is, if she wants to.
Before the ceremony, Valeela sincerely wanted to see Qili again, wanted to hug her more, and wanted to make up for the debt in her heart... However, when she really saw "Painted Shadow" Qili appeared in her She couldn't face it well.
She couldn't even show her true face in front of "Qili".
Sure enough, the reason why "regret" is so profound is because it cannot be easily compensated... Valeela originally thought that the ritual of "Shadow Summoning" would slightly alleviate the pain in her heart, but unexpectedly it had the opposite effect.
At this time, she was keenly aware of a trace of hesitation and fear lingering in her heart.
"Oh, we can't escape."
Valeera warned herself repeatedly in her mind:
"Can't escape!"
After spending some time and relying on the witch's extraordinary self-control ability, she suppressed her bad emotions, took off Qili's portrait, placed the portrait of "Punisher" Corvo on the easel, took out the "Bottom Line" pocket watch, and prepared Perform the "Shadow Summoning Technique" ritual again.
…
Late at night after the ceremony.
Valeela was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep normally.
She felt that her energy was very concentrated and she had been thinking, but she couldn't tell what she was thinking about. She even lost her grasp of time and didn't know how long she had been lying in this state.
"well."
Valeera sighed, got out of bed, and went to the balcony, hoping that the cold wind outside could help relieve her worries.
The night sky was not clear. There were dark clouds above the haze, covering the nearly round crimson moon. The cold winter wind blew hard, but it only slightly stirred up the low clouds and brought wisps of light to the ground. Faint moonlight.
Valeela was still distraught.
At this time, a moving figure attracted her attention——
Rafter Pound, a baronet whose family was in ruins, was carrying out excavation work that he thought was hidden in the abandoned chapel diagonally across the street and a little further away.
[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.
He answered the other's question in a bad tone, "More than you think."
This is a strange state.
She felt like she was still conscious, but she couldn't completely control her words and actions.
"Then you want to tell me?" The evil spirit possessing Rafter Pound would not be so easily angered.
Valeera choked again.
"The prey of shame, the waste of failure, the residue of the potion, the spirit bound in the underground palace, the sewn ***." She gave several descriptions in succession, and finally asked, "Do you like what I call you?"
The "Red Angel" evil spirit, Sauron Einhorn Medici, was silent for a moment.
"You look like...you're in pain."
Pound, who was possessed by an evil spirit, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, showing an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and answered the question incorrectly.
Valeera couldn't help but frown deeply.
Frustrated, she tried hard to use her brain, but she seemed to have gained nothing. She couldn't even remember the correct answers she had thought of before, so she simply asked the topic very straightforwardly:
"I want to make a deal with you."
"Very good, that's what I want to say." Pang De, who was possessed by the evil spirit, immediately agreed, "As long as you help me get out of this predicament, I can give you a reward that you absolutely can't refuse, something that can be called a magical and magical thing. Precious treasure.
"This is what it looks like."
As he spoke, he opened his palms and let the crimson moonlight condense into a phantom——
It was a normal-sized tarot card, and the image on it was completely different from other types. The person sitting in the chariot was not a king, but Russell Gustave wearing a crimson priest robe.
In the upper left corner of the card, stars condensed into a line of text:
"Sequence 0: Red Priest!"
Valeera had to admit that after seeing the phantom of the "Red Priest" card, her heart started beating hard.
This is indeed the treasure she has dreamed of!
"This is not enough!"
Valeera already regretted her reckless actions tonight, but fortunately, she still remembered the most critical part of the negotiation:
"I also want the characteristics of the "Iron-Blooded Knight"!
"You can choose one of them as an advance payment in exchange for my sincere help."
"Hey," the evil spirit sneered and asked in a playful tone, "Why do you think I will agree to such an expensive offer?"
"Because you have no choice."
Valeela said word by word what she had thought about countless times:
"I can directly report the situation here to the Zhengshen Church... For me, what I have lost is an opportunity for promotion, but for you, I don't need to describe what will happen to you, right?"
"Are you willing?" Evil Spirit asked calmly.
"I think you should ask yourself this question." Valeera said expressionlessly, "Are you willing to give up this last continuation of your life?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, she followed up with a last-ditch sentence:
"By the way, I can tell you that I already have the magic potion formula and promotion ritual of the Witch of Despair. "
The "Red Angel" evil spirit, Sauron Einhorn Medici, was silent again, and did not speak again for a long time.
At this time, Valeera finally felt that her mood seemed to be getting better.
