"Love"

Flores was momentarily unable to look away, and couldn't help but move Past, praising her very bluntly, like most men in Feynapotter: "Today is my lucky day, to meet such a beautiful Lady. May I have the honor of buying you a drink?"

The young woman's Eyes flickered, a smile played on her lips, and she gently shook her head, indicating that it wouldn't work.

Flores, reluctant to give up, wanted to say a few more words, but noticed the woman's expression gradually turning cold, so he reluctantly retreated to his seat.

In the time that followed, he would occasionally glance at the woman's figure—a simple shirt and long black trousers that evoked endless fantasies—and sometimes gaze at the rim of her wine glass, watching it being pursed by her moist red lips.

This made Flores feel hot all over, his mouth dry, and the more he drank the beer in his hand, the less he could quench his thirst.

Finally, the young woman finished her pale Golden Manzan Wine, placed the stemmed glass on the bar, and left to the accompaniment of soothing and elegant music.

Flores rushed Past, took out a soft tissue that had become popular in recent years, and began wiping the rim of the wine glass—the spot where the woman's lips had touched.

Then, he folded the tissue, carefully searched around the corresponding Bar Stool, picked up a few strands of Linen-Colored hair, and tucked them into the tissue.

After doing this, Flores realized that the Bartender and a dozen or so Men customers around him were all looking at him, their eyes all saying the same Vocabulary:

"Abnormal!"

Flores wasn't the only one captivated by the woman's stunning Charm; all the men and a few Women in the Bar witnessed Flores perverse behavior.

Flores felt his blood rush to his head, but he forced himself to remain calm and left the scene as if nothing had happened.

He will never come to this Bar again!

But he didn't regret his actions at all.

On the way back to the Apartment, Flores' heart swelled with excitement at the thought of the potential gains, and he quickened his pace, only to have to slow down again.

Finally, he returned to his residence, drew the curtains, and took out a notebook with a yellowed Paper and worn-out pages from a hidden compartment in his suitcase.

The notebook contained a faded slip of paper on which was copied a Vocabulary with a rather complex structure that did not belong to any language of the Northern Continent, along with extensive explanations in the Highland Language.

Flores eagerly placed the tissue, still containing a strand of the woman's hair and stained with her saliva, on the notebook, then picked up the tattered slip of paper and read aloud the complex and strange Vocabulary according to the marked pronunciation:

"Naporidisli..."

This is a "Love Incantation" that Flores obtained by chance.

If you can obtain the real name, date of birth, closely related items, or even her flesh and bodily fluids of the object of your affection, you can make her fall completely in love with you by placing the medium in a notebook and repeatedly reciting the Incantation seven times.

Flores waited a long time before creating an opportunity for Pedro's daughter, Sara, to fall and get injured. On the one hand, his timely help earned him a good impression and sincere gratitude; on the other hand, he took the opportunity to collect her blood, fulfilling the prerequisite for the "Love Incantation."

It turns out that this "Love Incantation" is incredibly magical!

Flores never used the "Love Incantation" again because he didn't know how to break Incantation —if he were pursued by multiple women before marrying Sara, causing a scene and preventing him from becoming a member of that family and receiving the corresponding resources and help.

But today, he simply couldn't hold back any longer.

She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and he was willing to pay any price to possess her!

Of course, Flores wasn't sure if a tissue with a little saliva and a few naturally fallen hairs could serve as a medium for the "Love Incantation," but she had to try.

Thinking of the wonderful scenarios that might unfold, he felt genuine excitement and anticipation, and an irrepressible smile appeared on his face.

"Naporidisli..."

Flores continued chanting the "Love Incantation" with extraordinary Devout and fervor, his heart filled with longing, joy, and pleasure.

"Naporidisli!"

After repeating it seven times, Flores saw the tissue and hair burst into Flames that seemed to reflect rainbows, quickly turning to ashes.

It was a success... It was a success! Flores couldn't believe it at first, then his heart was overwhelmed with immense joy.

Although he was somewhat surprised that it could succeed, he couldn't care less about that now.

Anyway, it was a success!

That beautiful woman has fallen in love with me!

Flores's blood boiled at the thought of what was about to happen. He quickly closed his notebook, clipped the notes together, and rushed to the door without even putting them back.

He's going to take a stroll around the streets; that lovely girl must be looking for him!

As soon as Flores opened the door, he saw That One woman from the Bar standing outside.

When Flores was swept over by those crystal-clear, Lake-Colored Eyes, he felt weak all over, almost unable to stand, and wished he could just lie down.

As the woman threw herself into Flores ' arms, he eagerly closed his arms and kissed her.

But the sensation from his hands was not the warm and soft feeling he had imagined; instead, they were cold and hard.

To Flores' Library, he realized he was only holding Mirror about half his height, and the Mirror was constantly rubbing against him, shifting left and right, and he couldn't pull it off no matter what he did.

Flores retreated in utter terror, unable to shake off the physical reactions he had experienced during his earlier fantasies; his heart was in ice, his body in fire.

He started banging on the Mirror, harder and harder.

Finally, as he retreated to where the suitcase was, the Mirror shattered with a crack.

It shattered into countless pieces, piercing Flores's clothes, his chest, stomach, and arms.

The pain shot through Flores ' head, causing him, who was already on the verge of his limit, to snap.

He experienced Pleasure unlike anything he had ever tasted before.

He fell to the ground, lay there motionless, feeling both fear and longing, both Pain and pleasure.

"It really can digest ' Pleasure ' Potion..." Franca said, looking at the scene reflected in the mirror in the Apartment diagonally opposite Flores's room.

Based on her experience, what she had just seen could be considered quite bizarre.

"I told you I wouldn't lie to you," Lumian replied with a smile, wearing Golden-yellow Straw Hat.

After Commission and understanding that Flores ' main problem was that he had inexplicably gained the fervent affection of a beautiful young woman, his first thought was to arrange for this guy to be paired with a "Witch" to test the waters.

Franca leaving behind saliva and hair was part of a test; after all, there had to be something involving the Mysticism.

Of course, for safety, the saliva and hair were specially treated beforehand. For this purpose, Franca specially made a "Mirror Substitute" that pointed at them—this is one of the Black Magic of the "Witch".

The results are in, and they're excellent. Franca has tormented Flores with Pleasure, making him taste the Pain of chasing after Pleasure.

"Strange, with just a little saliva and hair, with a Vocabulary Incantation, Flores actually made my Mirror fall in love with him, without even holding Ritual or praying to any being," Franca remarked. "I couldn't do that."

Lumian smiled:

"You can do it. You don't need Incantation or any medium; just show your Charm."

"..." Franca paused for a moment, "You're finally starting to look like Intis, or is this the result of your studies in Feynapotter?"

She pursed her lips, and a sudden glint appeared in her Eyes.

Lumian then said, "There's another problem. Pedro previously hired two adventurers to investigate Flores, but they both disappeared. And judging from his performance just now, this guy doesn't seem to have Beyond Ability."

"This is quite strange..." Franca suddenly laughed, "If the specially made ' Mirror Substitute ' doesn't work, and I'm affected by that Incantation and fall in love with Flores, what will you do?"

Lumian chuckled:

"Making someone disappear without a trace is very simple; I don't even need to lift a finger."

Ludwig assured him he could devour that guy completely and even Anti-Divination.

Before Franca could speak again, Lumian walked towards the door and said, "I 'Past ask that guy. You keep an eye out for Change and be prepared for anything unexpected."

"Okay," Franca replied seriously.

Because Flores didn't have time to close the door, Lumian didn't need to pick the lock and just walked in.

Noticing someone enter, Flores snapped out of his daze and quickly got up.

At that moment, Lumian had already picked up the notebook and opened it to the two pages with the faded paper strips.

"What are you doing?" Flores asked in terror.

He immediately recognized Lumian:

Louis Berri? The Great Adventurer Louis Berri?

"You were sent by Pedro to investigate me?"

Lumian ignored him, walked to the window, opened the Glass Window, and let the fresh air in.

"Love Incantation that can make a Women fall in love with you, all you need to do is obtain her real name..." Lumian recited the Highland Language annotations on the faded slip of paper in front of Flores, "The pronunciation of the Incantation is..."

He stopped and did not continue reciting.

Flores ' face was already Gray-White and pale, as if he could already see his reputation completely ruined and his tragic fate of being arrested by the Church.

"Where did this come from?" Lumian pointed to the faded paper and old notes.

Flores ' forehead was covered in a thick layer of cold sweat, and his eyes gradually turned fierce.

He suddenly shouted, pronouncing the Vocabulary again in a difficult, strained voice:

"Naporidisli!"

This time, there was no target audience and no corresponding medium.

Almost simultaneously, Lumian felt the surroundings become quiet, and some kind of Evil rapidly grew within the room.