I'm Going to Kill You

After enduring so much at No. 6 Daffodil Street, Ms. M finally bared her fangs. Before Luther could fully digest the "Listener's" Potion, she began to stir.

"Go with you? Where to?"

Luther feigned wariness and asked.

He knew in his heart that Ms. M's body could no longer hold on, and that taking him away was a way to perform Ritual to devour him and thus obtain his body.

Cecilia, standing to the side, looked over with a tense expression, her hands clenched tightly under the table, her knuckles pale.

"Didn't you already know?"

Ms. M smiled and countered. By this point, she was no longer going to hide anything. "Stand up, don't waste time."

Her eyes gleamed with a captivating golden light, and her voice carried an undeniable power. Under the influence of this voice, Luther's body involuntarily obeyed the command, rising from the sofa.

"Luther!"

Cecilia whispered.

"Don't come any closer."

Luther's body was out of control, so he stopped his sister with a look, implying that now was not the time to make a move.

The Phantom Tide soon returned, and he regained control of his body, but still feigned a struggle, facing M.

The woman said, "At least spare my sister, otherwise, whatever you want to do, I will fight back with all my might."

"OK."

Ms. M said with a smile, as if she didn't care at all, or as if she had no intention of keeping her promise.

Luther didn't believe she would keep her promise at all. He only said those things to put on a show of struggling and resisting, so as to prevent M from noticing anything amiss.

He didn't plan to fight here because the Klein family lived next door, and making a commotion would definitely get him noticed. Even if he could defeat Ms. M, he wouldn't be able to stay on Nighthawks. The place Ms. M had chosen was very secluded, and being there would make her lower her guard.

Goodbye, Cecilia. Take care of yourself from now on.

He spoke softly to his sister, making a gesture of farewell. However, in reality, the two siblings had already planned it. After Luther left, Cecilia would secretly follow behind, sneak into the house prepared by Ms. M, and find an opportunity to assassinate her.

Luther followed Ms. M out of the door of No. 6 Daffodil Street. By then, it was already dark. He glanced at his first home in this world, then at the warmly lit glass of No. 2 next door, and turned to walk into the darkness.

Inside a building in the East Borough.

The floor was covered with crimson patterns, forming a complete magic circle. The circle had two core points, precisely where he and Ms. M were to stand. No lights were on, no candles were lit; only the crimson moonlight shone in, illuminating the bright red, blasphemous patterns on the floor.

It seemed particularly eerie.

"Drink it."

Ms. M took out a bottle of liquid from somewhere and showed it to Luther.

"Is this Shadow Ascetic's Potion?"

Luther glanced at the bottle, sensing something ominous within it. Cecilia had been running errands for Ms. M recently, and the materials she collected were likely for making this thing. However, Luther didn't know the effects of this bottle; the "Secrets Suppliant's" Potion knowledge didn't include any information about it.

I said, drink it.

Ms. M's tone became more forceful, and her eyes showed urgency.

Hmm, should I drink it or not...?

Luther laughed provocatively, now completely uninhibited. Ever since Ms. M arrived in Tingen, he had been coerced by her, and now that he was finally free, given his wicked nature, he naturally wanted to take revenge!

Ms. M gave him a cold look.

"Ugh!"

A sharp pain immediately shot through Luther's abdomen; Ms. M's Flesh was tormenting his internal organs. He was in so much pain that he couldn't straighten up, but he still wore a contemptuous smile as he looked up at her, refusing to back down.

"... Luther Rondal, have you finally gone mad?"

His attitude greatly displeased Ms. M, so she increased the force several times over and asked in a pleasant yet cruel voice.

"Aaaaaah!"

Luther began to writhe in agony, rolling on the ground, scratching the floor with his nails until his nail beds cracked and bled, biting the back of his hand until it was covered in blood and the skin was torn and raw, but he still couldn't stop.

"Don't forget, your sister's life is still in my hands."

Ms. M waited until he collapsed to the ground, unable to move, before stopping her torment. She bent down and, like a mother comforting a fallen child, gently picked him up, stroking his handsome but pale face, and brought the bottle to his lips.

"Drink it, and you won't feel so much pain."

She spoke seductively, her eyes gleaming with golden light.

So Luther, like an obedient child, obediently opened his mouth and leaned closer...

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ms. M with utter malice.

"You drink it yourself."

Luther said that he pulled a piece of bloody flesh from his mouth and it fell onto Ms. M's body.

"Enlightenment!"

His mouth was covered in blood, his face was deathly pale, only his eyes were brimming with malice, and he shouted out mysterious words in Ancient Hermes.

The Hidden Sage's Seal!

He pulled out the Human Skin Talisman hidden under the back of his hand while pretending to struggle, and put it in his mouth. At extremely close range, he released it unexpectedly.

Luther had already infused it with Spirituality beforehand, and when he exhaled the incantation, the Human Skin Talisman began to shrink and dissolve in mid-air, eventually transforming into pure energy that entered Ms. M's head!

In an instant, a pair of Indifference, eyelash-less eyes seemed to open in the void.

"Ahh!"

Ms. M clutched her head, letting out a piercing scream. The Hidden Sage watched her, a vast amount of knowledge being forcibly poured into her brain. Her ears stretched out to the sides like trumpets, as if to receive even more information. Her hair...

The nails then grew wildly!

Luther got up from the ground, gave Ms. M a cold, wary look, and then pulled out a silver Ritual dagger.

He raised the knife, pulled open his shirt to expose his stomach, aimed it at his abdomen, and stabbed it in hard!

"Ugh!"

Luther groaned softly, his expression pained. Yet he still strained to open his eyes wide, searching inside his abdomen. Soon, the Secrets Suppliant's eyes revealed an abnormality somewhere within his abdomen. He gritted his teeth, plunged the knife in again to widen the wound, then reached in and viciously tore out a piece of Flesh covered in fine black hair.

"Puji-"

Flesh were torn out, making a disgusting sound.

Ms. M is handling the Flesh inside his body!

Taking advantage of the lull in her spell, Luther finally had a chance to pull out that damned thing!

"Smack!"

Luther slammed the still-wriggling lump of flesh onto the ground, then the wolf stomped on it hard, grinding it back and forth until it became a meat pie.

"I'm going to kill you, you crazy woman."

He covered his slowly healing wound and made this announcement to Ms. M, who was still yelling.