The soul's price

Previously at Chaldea, Dr. Roman handed a report to Bai Mo, in which Bai Mo saw Beryl Gat's personal information.

Beryl Gat is the offspring of a witch and a human. As a child, Beryl was exposed to many spells by his "mother's" side. After his "mother" finished teaching him Magecraft "at the cost of her life" and said that "there is nothing more to teach," he blinded his "mother" and left.

After that, Beryl made a living by killing, but due to his cruel methods, he could hardly survive in the underworld.

Then, Beryl Gat, this pervert, gained the approval of another, even more extreme psychopath— Marisbury —who took him into Chaldea.

And within it, it seems to be related to Mash...

"You broke Mash's finger and listened to her screams?" Bai Mo frowned as he looked at the record. Dr. Roman sighed deeply and said frankly to Bai Mo:

"That's right. I was the one who knocked that guy out. In conclusion, everyone else in A-Team is fine, but Beryl... that guy definitely has blood on his hands."

At this moment, Bai Mo lifted Beryl up with one hand like a helpless chick. Facing Bai Mo's almost bone-chilling coldness, Beryl forced a weak smile.

"Um, boss... I've always been a loyal member of Chaldea."

"No, Beryl Gat, you're fired for harming our member Mash Kyrielight. So I'm sorry, you've been expelled."

"... Hahaha, in Chaldea, does resigning or being fired mean certain death?"

Beryl struggled to control her facial muscles, but her brain was already on the verge of death. Seeing this, Ba Wanshi behind her was unsure what to do, torn between one side claiming to be her mother's ally and the other Morgan's nominal husband.

This is too difficult to choose, and for some reason, after using that Magecraft, Ba Wanshi felt very uncomfortable, as if something was missing.

"Hey, Ba Wanshi, you don't actually believe this guy's nonsense, do you?"

"It's not some empty, unrealistic statement."

Footsteps approached from a distance. At that moment, Beryl's heart nearly stopped, while Ba Wanshi jumped up and down with joy, exclaiming:

"Mother!"

She rushed towards the azure figure that appeared like a swallow returning to its nest. Morgan embraced Ba Vanshi, a gentle smile appearing on his face. But the moment he touched Ba Vanshi, that smile of reunion froze, turning into a murderous intent that almost solidified.

"Hey, Morgan, long time no see. I thought you were dead. It's a pathetic thing to do, but could you ask your ally to spare my life?"

"Beryl Gatt said, but Morgan looked at him with an icy expression, as if he were looking at some mortal enemy."

"Mother? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Ba Wanshi. Don't come to places like this next time. It was hard to find you."

"I understand. By the way, doesn't Mother need that Beryl guy? She seemed quite happy when she was with him."

Upon hearing this, Morgan's eyes grew even colder. She could only press down on Ba Wanshi's head to prevent her from seeing the chilling murderous intent in her eyes.

"No, that Beryl guy, we don't need him anymore."

Beryl gave a bitter smile, and Bai Mo also realized that something was wrong. He stared at Beryl, relieved that he hadn't strangled the guy to death.

"What... what did you do? That attack just now..."

"Heh, even if the bullet doesn't hit the target, the gunpowder inside will still burn up. What a pity... Ah!"

"Bai Mo reached directly into Beryl's head with one hand. Under the Magnetic Field Power, his arm was as if it were submerged in water. He was able to do this without killing Beryl."

Of course, Bai Mo wouldn't numb his senses.

At this moment, he no longer cared how disgusting this guy's memories were, and immediately began magnetic field mind reading. In an instant, the Magecraft passed down in the Beryl family, all of his memories throughout his life, were completely grasped.

Bai Mo discovered the origin of this Magecraft, Magecraft even witches despised— Magecraft that came at the cost of the soul, an irreversible price.

Trees burned to ashes have no chance of sprouting new buds.

Bai Mo clenched his fist, ready to finish off Beryl, but in that instant, the Command Spell in Beryl's hand flashed.

Morgan! Protect me and get me out of here!

"You think this kind of boring Pan-Human History Magecraft can affect me? Beryl, you're more pathetic than I thought."

Morgan said coldly, and the next moment, the Command Spell on Beryl's hand were torn off along with his nerves. Just as Beryl had predicted, such things were meaningless in front of Magecraft of Morgan's caliber.

Trying to put a chain on a dragon will only result in being burned to ashes by its flames, and the person who does this foolish thing will also be burned to death.

But this was exactly what Beryl needed. He had already prepared a countermeasure: beneath the skin of his palm lay a jet-black lens, enveloped and hidden by dark magic, which emitted light the instant the nerve was torn off.

Above the sky, the air contracted, and two distorted black mirrors appeared. One beam of pitch-black light shot towards Bai Mo and his two companions, while the other shot towards Salisbury in the distance.

That was an attack from the Black Spear "Tenju".

"Space Magecraft is really convenient. Just hang the space transfer crystal on the cannon muzzle, activate it, and pull the trigger to seal away an attack."

Morgan frowned slightly, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and the black mirror above everyone's heads instantly closed. In the distance, it was clear that the lens Beryl had shot at Salisbury was tied to the leg of a bird, and due to the distance, its closure was a momentary delay.

The pitch-black light shone straight toward Salisbury, but a bright blue light was faster and caught up with it.

At the same time, a similar black mirror-like glow appeared behind Beryl, clearly indicating that he was preparing to leave.

"Another counterfeit..."

"This isn't a copy; it's a product of research conducted on Camelot using your precious daughter's access. Morgan, sometimes you have to admit that you're not the only genius in the world."

"For now, you two should let me go and have a sweet dream. After all, you'll be quite busy when you wake up."

A flash of light appeared in Beryl's hand, and Morgan's eyes narrowed slightly. It was one of Morgan's treasures— the Garden of Lost Will. Unlike the Water Mirror and the Holy Lance, which were Magecraft, the Garden of Lost Will was a usable prop.

Using this thing can force a person to confront the most profound inner turmoil.

Unfortunately, after the emergence of those with Magnetic Field Power, the value of this item was severely depreciated, and it didn't even appear on the list of items traded with Bai Mo.

Even so, it was still a sophisticated creation on par with the Holy Lance, capable of disorienting everyone and buying them time.

Because Bai Mo had clearly prepared for this, his hand was still inside Beryl's head. Beryl fell backward, and Bai Mo only slightly altered the flow of power.

Crash! Brain matter and blood gushed out like a fountain, mixed with a black lens. Morgan immediately reached out and destroyed the lens. At that moment, Beryl, with only half a head remaining, fell into the black mirror.