After dinner, Xiao Zhimiao sat outside the courtyard to rest and eat, watching Daphne watering her flowers there, while Xu Zhilan and Xuan Ye were driven to wash the dishes by her.
After Daphne watered the rose, she cut a rose and handed it to Xiao Zhimiao, "This is your favorite flower."
Xiao Zhimiao took it, looked at the rose still stained with water drops, and murmured softly: "Really?"
Daphne sat down next to her, "You said it was because your mother liked it, don't you remember?"
Xiao Zhimiao leaned back on the chair and looked silently at the starry sky hanging above her head.
After a while, she said: "I don't remember, but even if I don't remember, there are some things I have to do."
"You never choose to escape."
Xiao Zhimiao turned his head to look at her, "Where am I now?"
Daphne was slightly startled, "What?"
"You know what I'm talking about."
Daphne reacted and laughed, looking at her with slightly curved eyes, "Of course I know, little Sethia is not as calm and steady as you are now."
She paused and then said, "I'm not as comfortable smiling as you are now. Although you always looked smiling in the past, the smile never reached the depths of your eyes."
Xiao Zhimiao listened to Daphne's words and tore off the petals one by one from the rose in his hand, until only a thorny branch remained.
"Time is running out, Sethia."
Daphne's voice was calm: "There are some things you can't escape from."
"I didn't escape." Xiao Zhimiao threw the flower branch in his hand on the ground and mixed it with the petals scattered on the ground. "I will only be more indifferent than you think."
"That's good."
She held Xiao Zhimiao's cold hand in hers and said, "It doesn't matter, Sethia, our ending is already decided. This time, you have to go out well and accomplish what you want to do."
Hearing her words, Xiao Zhimiao's eyes moved slightly, and she could feel Daphne's hand holding hers trembling slightly.
She looked down at their stacked hands. Daphne's thumb was pressing her palm hard. It felt very hard, but she couldn't feel any strength, as if she was being restrained by something.
She raised her eyes to see Daphne's expression. She still had a gentle face, but there were faint tears in her eyes.
She covered her hand with hers, "No need to struggle, I understand."
The two looked at each other for a while, and the struggle in Daphne's eyes disappeared, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Xiao Zhimiao knew that only the Daphne who was exerting all her strength just now was the real her.
From beginning to end, this village was just a plot device against her.
The scenes are too real, the beautiful and leisurely village makes people almost let go of all guarding, and the simple villagers have no aggression or defensiveness.
Even these two children are deliberately set up differently from normal children.
The real little Jasmine and Caesar are ordinary human children, adopted by Daphne.
If it was her first time to enter this copy, she would definitely be deceived, but the fact is that she has failed more than once in this copy.
The Daphne in front of her is herself, and the two children are also herself, but her soul has long been controlled, and the bodies of the two children have also been transformed.
Daphne was trying hard to gain control of her body and wanted to give her a warning.
She had already seen the answer in the curse seal patterns placed on her desk. Among the pile of curse seal patterns, several were not left by Daphne, but by Sethia.
On each piece, a different number can be extracted from the curse seal pattern, from one to five.
These curse marks were not left by the current Secia, but by Secia at different times in the past. She has been to this dungeon five times and failed five times.
This time, it was her sixth time entering this dungeon.
When she entered the village, she was not sure whether the village's plot was deliberately designed to target her. When she gave the repaired curse seals to Daphne, she said those words happily , she was sure
.
These unfinished drawings were not Daphne's, they were hers, but Daphne said those words very naturally.
But there was a trace of confusion in her eyes, as if something had suddenly appeared in a planned plot that she didn't know about.
She failed five times in the past, but she was able to leave some props in this dungeon because she was still a god at this time, and this dungeon was still a newly constructed dungeon. She was put in for testing, and she had some items that could be used in this dungeon. The right to control the system.
Otherwise, after she became the evil god, this dog system would not always be polite to her.
She knew that she was thrown into the dungeon at this time because of the memory that appeared in her mind when she fought with Cyannia.
She was certain that no matter which map point she chose on the Witch Hunting Order, she would appear in this village and meet Daphne, and the next map point would definitely have a similar plot.
The kind-hearted witch, the person with whom they have a deep bond, and the warm atmosphere of getting along create more plots that make it impossible for her to attack these witches.
This book is more realistic than those Huairou books, and all the witch plots are used to target her.
Xiao Zhimiao lowered his head, supporting his head with both hands, and there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes.
Her brother asked her to be a sober person, and she would rather wake up in pain than live in numbness.
But occasionally, she also wants to deceive herself a little. She is too sober now, and nothing can paralyze her.
"Mom, I'm sleepy. Please tell me a story."
Little Jasmine came out of the house and lay on Daphne's lap with a sleepy look.
Daphne smiled and touched her head, "Okay, mom will tell you a story."
She picked up little Jasmine and said to Xiao Zhimiao, "I'm going to put her to sleep first."
Xiao Zhimiao still looked down at the rose petals scattered on the ground, and nodded silently.
A sigh flashed in Daphne's eyes, and she carried little Jasmine into the house.
As soon as she entered, Xu Zhilan came out, "Are you done talking?"
Xiao Zhimiao said to Xu Zhilan without raising his head: "Tonight, go guard the teleportation array and kill them one by one."
Seeing her hanging her head, Xu Zhilan wanted to put his hand on her shoulder and ask, but in the end he took back his outstretched hand, "Okay."
"Take it."
Xiao Zhimiao handed him his Zhu Xin, and Xu Zhilan took it and walked outside without saying anything.
Xuanye leaned against the door frame and looked at her, "You let him go, why don't you let me go."
Xiao Zhimiao sat up straight and patted the place beside him, "Come here."
This was not normal communication, but a commanding tone. Xuanye listened to her words unconsciously and sat next to her.
Xuanye found that he was being controlled, and his expression was not very good.
Although his previous soul lock ring can restrain him, it cannot control people. It can only cause harm and pain to the other party through this ring. .
But the curse seal Xiao Zhimiao put on this soul lock could slightly control his body.
As long as her words had a commanding tone and the curse seal was activated, he would subconsciously obey.
He has always been superior to others, and this feeling of being controlled by others is very uncomfortable.
But sitting next to Xiao Zhimiao, looking at her beautiful and calm profile, his feeling strangely dissipated. Instead of feeling as angry as before, he wanted to know what she wanted him to do.
He was startled for a moment, then frowned slightly.
He is already gradually adapting to his status as a follower of the evil god, which is not a good thing for him.
Xiao Zhimiao leaned back on the chair, closing her eyes as if she didn't intend to say anything to him.
Xuanye didn't ask her, the yard became quiet, and the chirping of summer insects came to their ears one after another.
After a long while, Xiao Zhimiao opened his eyes and said to him: "Turn around and face me."
Xuanye
Not knowing why, he turned around to face her. Xiao Zhimiao took out a stack of drawn curse seals from his robe, pulled Xuan Ye's clothes, and stuffed the stack of curse seals into his clothes.
Xuanye grabbed her hand and wanted to take out the stack of papers. Xiao Zhimiao pushed him hard with his other hand, slamming him into the back of the chair behind him.
Her expression was cold, and there was a faint red in her beautiful black eyes.
She was obviously a slender-looking girl, but she was exuding an oppressive aura at the moment, which made his breath suffocate slightly, and he couldn't help but loosen his grip on her hand.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at his face and said: "Every time a witch is captured, give them a blueprint, but this witch must have relatively strong magic power and will be caught and tried in the Holy City."
Xuanye: "You're not afraid that I won't do it."
Xiao Zhimiao stood up and looked at him condescendingly: "This is not a discussion with you."
Xuanye paused slightly, "If the witch I captured is not rated enough and is dealt with directly, will it have any impact on your plan?"
Xiao Zhimiao: "Yes, but I draw a lot and have a high error tolerance. I believe you can do good things."
After saying that, Xiao Zhimiao turned around and walked into the house. When she entered the house, she turned around and said, "Don't let me down. You are my dependent, the person I want to support to reach the throne of God."
She didn't look at Xuan Ye's expression anymore. She didn't care about his emotions and feelings. He was her dependent. He just had to obey her orders. He also had to obey her orders.
Only her family came to ask her for credit and reward, not for her to see his emotions.
She still let Xuan Ye adapt to it for a few days. These days, she had the few patience she had.
After listening to Xiao Zhimiao's words, Xuanye touched the drawings that were stuffed into his arms. After a while, he smiled, his smile full of helplessness.
In this case, he wanted to see how she could make him a god.
Xiao Zhimiao walked to the second floor. As soon as he went up, he heard a sound coming from one of the rooms.
She walked to the door of the room and pressed against the door, listening to Daphne telling little Jasmine a bedtime story.
"The little witch was gifted with powerful magic power and could create all kinds of magical spells on her own. One day, she was taken away by a god. The great god said that the little witch was his daughter, and he wanted to take the little witch with him. Witches go to the divine realm where the gods live.”
