"It's so heartless."

After muttering a few words, Meng En took a bunch of teammates who seemed to have lost their souls and prepared to spend a lot of money and go directly to Area 12 to take the teleportation array home.

The group of people walked through the forest according to their experience when they came. Halfway through the road, Quill, who was sleeping in a car, suddenly opened his eyes that were swollen into thin slits and laughed.

"smell good……"

The person pulling him didn't even react. He saw the seriously injured man, stumbling, climbed up with his head as big as a pig's head, jumped out of the car and rushed towards the big tree next to him.

Meng En was startled, and just as he was about to reach out to stop him, he saw Quill's sprinting figure and stopped abruptly.

When he stepped forward to take a look, he discovered that two pink tentacles suddenly stabbed out from the ground and wrapped around the guy's legs, preventing him from hitting the tree.

"Don't rush, don't rush, I'll be down soon~"

There was a burst of delicate laughter, and Meng En raised his head warily, and saw the pink-haired woman he had just seen that day slowly falling from the tree and landing in front of Quill.

"Xiangxiang..."

Quilton, who saw the goddess in his dream, immediately stretched out his hand with a face of ecstasy, as if he wanted to catch Imiya.

Meng En frowned and struck the kid on the back of the neck with his palms.

Under the huge gap in rank, Quill fainted without even a chance to struggle.

"I'm sorry, this lady..."

Looking at Meng En who was about to apologize to herself, Imiya tilted her head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, this gentleman is in a special situation and it's understandable."

As she said that, she stretched out her hand and touched Quill's eyebrows from a distance.

With this movement, a line of blood emerged from between his eyebrows and fell into Imiya's hand.

"This is?!"

Meng En's face changed drastically, and he instantly thought of what happened last night.

Just as he was about to ask, Imiya smiled apologetically at him.

"This is something you're not supposed to know."

"I'm sorry, sir, it wouldn't be fun if an outsider like you found out."

After apologizing, she stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers towards Meng En.

The moment the voice sounded, Meng En only felt a fresh fragrance of flowers coming from the tip of his nose. Then, like a puppet, he picked up the unconscious Quill, threw him into the car, and mechanically followed the team that suddenly started to move towards the car.

Go forward.

"Hey, that little butterfly..."

The spell was successful, but Imiya showed a somewhat surprised expression. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She seemed to feel a weak resistance from the little butterfly. Just when she was about to continue exploring, she heard a sarcastic voice from her companion in the tree.

the sound of.

"Are you going to cast a charm spell on every man you see? You won't even let go of such a thing."

Immediately putting aside her curiosity about the little butterfly, Imiya raised her head helplessly and defended: "Little Lilia, don't just accuse people casually. I didn't cast a curse. Besides, do you think I need to deal with such a good man?"

Does it take so much effort?”

Lilia snorted softly and believed Imiya's explanation.

This woman, as a witch blessed by "charm", is born with a powerful ability to charm.

No magic spell is needed to easily confuse men with weak willpower.

And that Quill, at first glance, does not fall into the category of firm-minded, so it is reasonable for him to be charmed by the aura exuding from Imia.

"Speaking of which, we have to thank the chance encounter before. Without that encounter, how could we have such interesting gains~"

Pulling off the pink pearls at the collar, Imiya touched the blood line on her fingertips.

Under her control, the blood thread penetrated into the pearl in an instant. The pearl, which was originally light pink, was dyed blood red in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the blood-colored pearl in her hand, Imiya's cherry-colored lips slightly raised, showing an expression of watching a good show.

The secret technique of the Bloodborne Warlock has always been known for its secrecy. After it takes effect, the curse carrier will instantly merge with the blood of the person being cast, leaving no trace at all.

Unless the person being cast by the spell has superior control ability and can detect the abnormality, others will not be able to detect the slightest trace.

After receiving the pearl into the witch's soul space, Imia sighed, feeling pity for this sorcerer who was so secretive.

such a pity.

Quill had already been charmed by the witch before the spell was cast on him, and her charismatic charm interfered with the direction of the secret spell on him, so the handle fell into his hands.

Facing the direction of Area 13, Imiya held her chin and thought deeply.

I wonder if there are any good men in Bloodborne Warlock?

If so, it seems not impossible to let them go...

"I really want to go there and have a look."

She couldn't help but sigh: "It's all because little Lilia is so stingy, otherwise we would have passed by in the teleportation array, so there would be no need to wait in the forest for little Alvia who got lost?"

Lilia spat in the tree.

"Go and eat shit! Even if my money is used to wipe my butt, I will not spend it on you disgusting big-breasted women!"
Chapter completed!