"How heartless."
After muttering a few words, Meng En, along with a bunch of teammates who seemed to have lost their souls, prepared to be extravagant and go directly to Area 12 to take the teleportation array home.
The group of people walked through the forest according to their experience. Halfway through the road, Quill, who was sleeping in a car, suddenly opened his eyes that were swollen into thin slits and laughed.
"smell good……"
The person pulling him didn't even react. He saw the seriously injured man, stumbling, climbed up with his head as big as a pig's head, jumped out of the car and rushed towards the big tree next to him.
Meng En was startled, and just as he was about to reach out to stop him, he saw Quill's sprinting figure pause and suddenly stop.
He stepped forward to take a look, only to find that two pink tentacles suddenly stabbed out of the ground and wrapped around the guy's legs, preventing him from hitting the tree.
"Don't rush, don't rush, I'll be down soon~"
There was a burst of delicate laughter, and Meng En raised his head warily, and saw the pink-haired woman he had just seen that day slowly falling from the tree and landing in front of Quill.
"Xiangxiang..."
Quilton, who saw the goddess in his dream, immediately stretched out his hand in confusion, as if he wanted to catch Imiya.
Meng En frowned and struck the kid on the back of the neck with his palms.
Under the huge gap in rank, Quill fainted without even a chance to struggle.
"I'm sorry, this lady..."
Looking at Meng En who was about to apologize to herself, Imiya tilted her head and smiled: "It doesn't matter. This gentleman is in a special situation and it's understandable."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and tapped Quill's eyebrows from a distance.
Following this movement, a line of blood emerged from between his eyebrows and fell into Imiya's hand.
"This is?!"
Meng En's face changed drastically, and he instantly thought of what happened last night. Just as he was about to ask more questions, he saw Imiya smiling apologetically at him.
"This is something you're not supposed to know."
"I'm sorry, sir, it wouldn't be fun if an outsider like you found out."
After apologizing, she stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers towards Meng En.
The moment the sound rang out, Meng En only felt a fresh fragrance of flowers coming from the tip of his nose. Then, like a puppet, he picked up the unconscious Quill, threw him into the car, and mechanically followed the team that suddenly started to move towards the car. Go forward.
"Hey, that little butterfly..."
The spell was successful, but Imiya showed a somewhat surprised expression. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She seemed to feel a faint resistance from the little butterfly. Just when she was about to continue exploring, she heard sarcasm from her companions in the tree. the sound of.
"Are you going to cast a charm spell on every man you see? You won't even let go of such a thing."
Putting aside her curiosity about the little butterfly for a moment, Imiya raised her head helplessly and defended: "Little Lilia, don't just accuse people casually. I didn't cast a curse. Besides, do you think I need to deal with such a good man?" Does it take so much effort?”
Lilia snorted softly and believed Imiya's explanation.
This woman, as a witch blessed by "charm", is born with powerful charm abilities.
No magic spell is needed to easily confuse men with weak willpower.
And that Quill, at first glance, does not fall into the category of firm-minded, so it is reasonable for him to be charmed by Imiya's own aura.
"Speaking of which, we have to be grateful for the chance encounter before. Without that encounter, how could we have such interesting gains~"
Pulling off the pink pearls at the collar, Imiya touched the blood line on her fingertips.
Under her control, the blood thread penetrated into the pearl in an instant. The pearl, which was originally light pink, was dyed blood red in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the blood-colored pearl in her hand, Imiya's cherry-colored lips raised slightly, showing an expression of watching a good show.
The secret technique of the blood warlock has always been known for its secrecy. After it takes effect, the curse carrier will instantly merge with the blood of the person being cast, leaving no trace at all.
Unless the person being casted has superior control ability and can detect the abnormality, others will not be able to detect the slightest trace.
After receiving the pearl into the witch's soul space, Imiya sighed, feeling pity for this solitary warlock.
such a pity.
Quill had already been charmed by the witch before the spell was cast on him. The charisma interfered with the direction of the secret spell on him, so the handle fell into his hands.
Facing the direction of Area 13, Imiya held her chin and thought deeply.
I wonder if there are any good men among the Bloodborne Warlocks?
If so, it seems not impossible to let them go...
"I really want to go there and have a look."
She couldn't help but sigh: "It's all because little Lilia is too stingy, otherwise we would have gone there by teleportation array, so why would we have to wait in the forest for little Alvia who is lost?"
Lilia spat in the tree.
"Go and eat shit! Even if my money is used to wipe my butt, I will never spend it on you disgusting big-breasted women!"
