Bewitchment

The Goddess's ability to conceal herself was indeed powerful. Ms. M had no idea what happened last night. After Luther's initial worries were relieved, he was overcome with sleepiness.

"Cecilia, I'm going to take a nap," Luther said with a yawn, feeling incredibly nostalgic for his bed. "Don't wake me before lunch." He turned and went upstairs to his bedroom, took off his coat, climbed into bed, and quickly fell asleep.

Downstairs in the living room, Ms. M's eyes followed Luther the whole time until he went into his room and closed the door.

Where were we?

She then looked away, and asked Cecilia with a smile,

"You just said that I could also become an extraordinary being."

Cecilia said cautiously and politely.

Horrible and bizarre visions filled Luther's Dream.

He dreamt of Catastrophe befalling the world; he dreamt of everyone suffering terribly. Disease raged, pain was rampant, fire rained down from the sky, blizzards and floods... People cried out in despair, facing their end.

Above the blood-rust-colored sky, there was a chaos beyond description. Each of its Tentacle was like a giant serpent capable of devouring heaven and earth, and with each opening and closing of its mouth, endless Catastrophe descended upon the world.

In his dream, Luther felt utterly helpless; all he could do was hold his sister's hand and desperately run towards safety.

After running for an unknown amount of time, light finally appeared before their eyes.

Great, Cecilia, we're saved!

He turned around in surprise, wanting to share his joy with his sister, only to be horrified to see that he was holding only a severed hand and a piece of wrist in his hand...

"Ah!"

Luther exclaimed in surprise and jumped out of bed.

He was panting heavily, looked around, and finally recognized his bedroom.

"... Was it a nightmare?"

Feeling cold sweat trickling down his forehead, he muttered to himself unconsciously.

The last time I had a nightmare was the night I was attacked by Hanass... No, according to this logic, this is definitely not a simple nightmare! This is my Spirituality warning me!

He suddenly realized that the last time he had a nightmare was before the attack, and this nightmare seemed to have the same meaning.

What's in my dream? Disasters, my sister being murdered...

Have I forgotten something?

Luther thought carefully, then suddenly had a jolt.

He was extremely tired when he came in, and his limited energy was focused on guarding against Ms. M, forgetting to pay attention to Cecilia. She had spent the night alone with that Lunatic woman, and when he came in, they were both sitting on the sofa. What were they doing? Chatting?

I hope she won't instill anything dangerous in my sister!

Thinking of this, Luther didn't care about anything else, immediately got up, threw on a coat, and hurriedly ran downstairs.

As he expected, Ms. M and Cecilia were both sitting on the sofa. Ms. M seemed to be explaining something to her sister, but when they heard Luther's movement, they stopped and looked at him.

"Luther, what's wrong?"

Cecilia noticed his unusual behavior and asked in surprise,

Luther didn't speak, but instead walked over and pulled his sister behind him, looking at Ms. M, "What do you want to do to my sister?"

Ms. M smiled, as if she hadn't understood Luther's words. She tilted her head slightly, her long, glossy, blood-red hair cascading smoothly over her shoulders. Such a gesture by a mature and beautiful woman was alluring and captivating. But Luther only felt that she was like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

"I was just teaching your sister some basic occult knowledge."

Ms. M calmly explained, "To fulfill the obligations you, as the older brother, have failed to fulfill, and to help your sister understand the real world."

Cecilia and Luther had gone through extraordinary events together, and she knew that her brother and the people from Blackthorn Security Company all possessed some peculiar abilities.

However, due to confidentiality agreements and the desire not to worry his sister, Luther did not share the specific details with her.

Luther turned around and glanced at Cecilia.

Cecilia understood him perfectly and immediately grasped his meaning. She leaned close to his ear and whispered back what Ms. M had taught her. It was mostly basic stuff like Potion, Sequence, and professions.

"What are you trying to achieve by saying these things to Cecilia?"

Luther breathed a sigh of relief, but was also somewhat puzzled.

"Because I feel it's unfair for your sister."

Ms. M laughed, giving an unbelievable answer, "You, as the older brother, have become an extraordinary being, gaining extraordinary abilities. But your sister can only follow behind her brother, a supporting character looking up to you, cheering and applauding you, serving you like a servant..."

"I've never thought of it that way!"

Upon hearing Ms. M's words, Cecilia was first surprised, then became angry. "You have no idea what kind of person my brother is, or what kind of life we've been through together. Stop making wild guesses!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

Ms. M wasn't angry when she was refuted; instead, she smiled and continued, "But you do have a yearning for the extraordinary world, don't you?"

Cecilia pursed her lips but did not answer.

Luther couldn't help but glance at his sister.

Yes, it's normal for anyone to want to gain Beyonder Ability, so it's completely understandable that Cecilia would have similar thoughts. It was his oversight as her brother that he didn't tell his sister about the dangers and madness of the extraordinary world.

"I'm sorry, Cecilia."

He said softly, "I just want you to have a more Tranquility life. I haven't told you these things before. Of course, you can choose this kind of life. But you don't need to rely on her. You can join the Nighthawks. It's much better for us to be official Extraordinary beings with dignity... Absolutely do not listen to any of this Lunatic woman's nonsense."

"I'm sorry, brother."

Cecilia looked like she was about to cry, her beautiful eyes misting over. "I just wanted to help you. I was trying to test her, to get information out of her, it wasn't what she said..."

"It doesn't matter."

What else could Luther say but comfort his sister? He understood her anxiety and eagerness to change the situation; she was unaware of what had happened to Luther last night. "Trust me," he said, "Things will be resolved soon."

He glanced at his watch; it was almost eleven o'clock. Although still a little tired, he had no desire to sleep anymore. Instead, he took Cecilia into the kitchen and began preparing lunch.

He left Ms. M on the sofa, but Ms. M didn't react. Instead, she waited patiently until the food was served, at which point she naturally sat down at the table.

Luther ignored her and continued eating.

"By the way, regarding yesterday's mass death case, would you like me to provide some clues?"

At this moment, Ms. M suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "I can give you a hint: this matter is related to Demoness."

Demoness?

Luther's hand, which was reaching for the bread, paused involuntarily.