The "Demoness" Who Lost Control
On the edge of the Factory District, at the Posner Face Mask Factory.
In the boss's office, Lorry reclined comfortably in his office chair, slowly sipping a cup of Black Tea.
On the Long Sofa opposite him sat Lady Despair with a frosty expression.
Suddenly, she chuckled, her voice as clear and melodious as the clinking of jade beads, and said with a slight pursing of her red lips, "You bad guy, when are you planning to let me out?"
"Pah!" Lorry spat out the unfiltered tea leaves, his face contorted with sullenness, and said in a light and cheerful tone, "The day you die of old age."
The smile on the Lady Despair's face slowly faded.
She regained her expressionless demeanor, raised her hand to summon a dense barrage of ice spears, which shot towards Lorry with a piercing whistling sound.
Lorry smiled without saying a word and calmly took a sip of tea.
Crackle!
Sofa, desks, and other interior decorations were easily shredded like tofu in the freezing wind, turning into powder that was barely visible to the naked eye.
But in the Real World, everything remains the same.
Snap!
Lorry snapped his fingers.
The scene near Lady Despair instantly reverted to what it was ten seconds earlier.
"If you haven't had enough fun, you can continue." Lorry took out a Charm from his pocket, crushed it, and his Spirituality, which had been nearly half depleted, was instantly restored to full.
A smile appeared on his lips as he said in a gentlemanly manner:
"This is your privilege as a lady."
The method for making this Charm comes from the "Curse of Knowledge".
The specific principle is to consume one's own Spirituality or use Spirituality rich materials, and store them in the form of Charm through a special ritual.
When you need to replenish your Spirituality, simply Silent Recitation the Incantation and crush the object.
Of course, it has significant limitations.
Storage time.
Under normal circumstances, the power of this "Spirituality Restoration" Charm dissipates rapidly over time, becoming a useless decoration within three days at most.
If preserved using the corresponding Ritual Magic, the duration can be extended to one month.
The Lady Despair pursed her lips and sat down quietly again.
For some inexplicable reason, Lorry sensed a hint of grievance in the other person's action, and immediately frowned deeply, feeling a strong sense of disgust.
Women are the most annoying thing.
They'll only slow me down and hinder my ability to draw my sword, preventing me from saving the world.
The Lady Despair, who appeared to be less than five meters away but was actually inside the "Book of Dimensions," showed a barely perceptible hint of surprise on her face.
She parted her red lips slightly, slowly exhaled, and asked in a cold voice:
"I am fine.
How did you know about me? Why did you start researching this new type of Face Mask that can effectively prevent the spread of pathogens so long ago?
"Did you foresee our plan? You must only be Sequence 6, right? Why haven't you succumbed to my charm?"
"Are you very charming?" Lorry asked earnestly.
The Lady Despair paused slightly, then laughed in exasperation, her beautiful eyes flashing with icy killing intent. "You'd better pray you can trap me for life, otherwise..."
She took a deep breath and stopped talking.
Five minutes later, the Lady Despair couldn't help but speak:
What about the answers to the other questions?
"..." Lorry glanced at her speechlessly, and said irritably, "You think I have to answer your questions? You have so many questions, are you Ten Thousand Whys?"
The Lady Despair opened her red lips blankly, almost swearing.
Although she didn't know what "Ten Thousand Whys" meant, she could tell from the other person's tone that it wasn't a nice thing.
Lorry put down his teacup and chuckled:
"Madam, would you like to know the answer to the last question?"
"What...?" Lady Despair responded instinctively.
She used her usual tone, and the Enchantment was completely natural.
Lorry frowned again, but forced himself to remain silent, and then demanded an exorbitant sum. "The answer to this question won't come cheap."
I need the complete Formula for the "Marauder" Pathway.
Lady Despair scoffed:
The three families of Jacob, Amon, and Zoroaster control the Pathway of the "Marauder." Do you think I could possibly know that?
The Formula for the "Demoness" Pathway is worth considering.
Do you dare take it?
"Even if you Spirit Channeling after you die, I'll still know," Lorry glanced at her, "And you'll also gain an Beyonder Characteristic."
After a moment's thought, he chuckled softly:
"How about you dance? I'll tell you the answer."
Swish, swish, swish!
Lady Despair's expression turned cold, and countless more ice spears materialized.
Lorry let the other person vent without reacting. After she calmed down, he snapped his fingers, restoring the office scene to its original state.
This operation consumes very little Spirituality.
Rather than getting annoyed by her endless talking, he preferred to distract her with toys, like he would a child.
Lady Despair brings up old topics again:
You better pray you can trap me for life!
"It's alright," Lorry replied casually. "Even if a stupid ' Demoness ' like you escapes, I can just lock her back in."
He could see with his own eyes that the other person's chest heaved violently.
Adhering to the principle of "infuriating people without paying for it," Lorry Rui chuckled:
"Oh well, what can I do? I'm just too kind-hearted."
"Since you're so eager to know, I might as well tell you."
He said slowly:
"To be honest, your position is too high. I don't have the confidence to forcibly lock you up. I can only try to trick you into going in on your own."
"Therefore, I choose to pretend to be a fool who succumbs to your charm."
"You should know that I am a ' Swindler,' and it's not difficult for me to put on a facade. Besides, you're too confident in your own charm."
"If you were a little smarter, you should be able to notice the difference."
"As for why your Enchantment has no effect on me..." Lorry picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and gave a strange and inexplicable smile:
The answer is actually quite simple.
"I possess a Sealed Artifact that can temporarily alter one's perception."
"Right now, I loathe all human women, even if you're a charming, simple-minded, and easily fooled ' Demoness '."
"Well, in this state, you're not even as good-looking as a female dog or a female mouse; at least they're..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lorry saw the Lady Despair's hair grow wildly, stretching forward like a python, with the fleshy bulges at the top Distortion and writhing.
His Spirituality intuition told him: if he looked at it again, he would die!
In a flash, Lorry even bothering to monitor whether Lady Despair would take the opportunity to escape, Rory decisively severed the connection between the two worlds.
He slumped back in his office chair, still shaken, panting heavily.
Suddenly, he had a premonition and turned sharply to look at the doorway, where he saw a woman of exceptionally beautiful appearance standing there.
She wore a classical robe and a black hood, her face expressionless, her eyes dark but lacking in Spirituality, and she held a Seven-Stringed Zither in her arms.
She remained silent for a few seconds, then looked directly at Lorry with her dark eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips.