Chapter 357 Joy
Sealed Artifact 2-111 “Arrodes Magic Mirror” has a special feature that even level 0 sealed objects do not have. It can know most of the secrets through feedback from the spirit world.

It was born in the “Chaos Sea”, the source of all-knowledge and omnipotence controlled by the “Original God”. It was the backup plan left by the “Original God” to deal with another pillar, the “Lord of Mysteries”.

Apart from the fact that this mirror is particularly evil and likes to reveal the privacy of the person asking the question, causing social disgrace, Arrodes is very useful most of the time.

As Ikanser asked the question, the darkness around him suddenly became hazy, and streaks of light rippled on the surface of the silver mirror, as if searching or seeking feedback.

The water on the silver mirror flickered, but it could not reflect any images. All it showed was a collection of randomly moving light spots, and no information could be obtained.

Ikanser was stunned when he encountered this situation for the first time. He was surprised that there were questions in the world that Arrodes could not answer. Suddenly, he found that the mirror began to emit a flickering light, and the whole mirror body began to tremble violently.

click-

A crisp cracking sound was heard, and a crack appeared on Arrodes’ body, almost splitting the entire mirror in half. He looked extremely miserable.

“Steam, what on earth are you asking me to ask?!”

Ikanser almost jumped up and his heart trembled. This was the seal he was in charge of. If something went wrong, he would be in big trouble!
Colleagues were also stunned and at a loss.

At this moment, the mirror seemed to be trying to save its reputation. Countless symbols flashed on the mirror, as if it was conducting an exhaustive method, and finally squeezed out two words that might be correct or might not be correct with great difficulty.

“The Last Son”

Seeing that the mirror was not completely damaged, Ikanser finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The last son? What last son? Whose last son?

But before he could react, the dimmed mirror surface showed several lines of blood words so thick that they seemed to be overflowing.

“Based on the principle of reciprocity, it’s my turn to ask questions.”

“If you answer incorrectly, or lie, you will be punished.”

When Ikanser saw the news, his face froze and he secretly groaned in his heart.

The good news is that the mirror is not completely broken, and the bad news is also that the mirror is not completely broken.

After making Arrodes look like this, the Mirror, who was already malicious and petty, didn’t know what kind of socially fatal questions he would ask. Ikanser took a deep breath, tightened his face, and prepared himself mentally to answer the questions.

The colleague next to him patted his shoulder gently to comfort him, and then looked at the mirror with interest.

However, every time someone uses Arrodes, it is always a carnival moment inside the Mechanical Heart. Who doesn’t like to watch the show?

Lines of bloody words appeared, and the huge fonts almost filled the entire mirror, for fear that bystanders would not be able to see clearly.

“Do you want to spend a night with Bonois Gustave and be humiliated and tortured? But because the gap between us is too big, you can only fantasize about it under the quilt.”

There are two options at the bottom, “Yes” or “No”.

silence.

Deathly silence.

A silence so long that it makes one wonder if time has stood still.

When this question is asked in such detail and clarity, answering yes or no loses its meaning. Admitting is a mistake, and denying is useless. If you answer incorrectly, you will be punished, and refusing to answer is also a cover-up.

Bonois Gustav, a high-ranking member of the Church of Steam, was a natural Sequence 2 angel and the son of Emperor Roselle. He was handsome, but his divinity overwhelmed his humanity, making him seem very cold.

Ikanser, who had originally had a solemn expression on his face, turned blue-purple, and then turned gray-white like a dead person, as if he was about to die of a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

He looked at his colleagues stiffly and found that they had retreated three feet away and were looking at him with an expression of “eye-opening”, “shocked” and “astonished”.

Some people are alive, but he is dead.

This life is over.

Ikanser’s face turned pale, and his lips moved: “No.”

A flash of lightning struck from the sky, and a crackling smell of burning filled the air. Ikanser fell to the ground, with a tear running down the corner of his eye.

Better to die.

……

On the other side, Luke, who had successfully been promoted to the “Witch of Joy”, glanced sideways in the direction of Saint Hillran Church, as if thinking about something.

“Is it that dog-licking mirror?”

The mirror created by the “Omniscient and Omnipotent” can get feedback from the spiritual world. I’m afraid even the mirror of the true God can see something.

Unfortunately, Luke represents the “unknown unknown”, which even the original creator cannot interpret. Even if Arrodes risked his life, he could only receive one piece of information at most.

That is to say, when Lu Ke awakened, the original creator spread the identity authentication in the spiritual world. This conclusion was probably reached by guesswork, and it might even be noticed by the original body and given a lesson.

I hope that interesting mirror is okay.

Luke opened the closet, took out a new mirror and put it back in its original place. After giving the witch hairpin to Hugh, there were many more mirrors in the house, of various styles.

He glanced sideways and his breathing paused slightly.

The mirror reflected the girl wearing a loose men’s shirt and trousers, revealing her snow-white neck, high nose bridge, lips and teeth as delicate as petals, skin so delicate that it seemed to be able to transmit light, slightly shimmering with a pearly color, and long black hair falling like a waterfall.

Backlund’s diamond ranking has to be lowered by one place.

“As expected of me.”

Lu Ke stroked his chin, feeling like if he got any more shaken, he would almost do something to himself.

His charm did not improve, because his own charm had already been stacked very high by Luke and others, exceeding the upper limit that the Pleasure Witch could improve. He just restrained himself at ordinary times. The reason for this feeling was that the gender change reflected a different kind of beauty, and the extraordinary characteristics caused slight fluctuations in control.

The Witch of Pleasure will instinctively continue to exude charm, and must control herself.

Without looking at his female appearance any longer, Luke closed his eyes and his body began to change again. His female body, as delicate as a bouquet of flowers, turned back into a strong and tough male body in just a few breaths.

After closing his eyes and feeling it for a while, a look of regret appeared on his face. When in male state, most of the Pleasure Witch’s abilities could not be used. Only black flames and a small amount of black magic could be used.

This is not a big deal. The Beyonder characteristics before Sequence 4 were basically of no help to him. The key point was that the Beyonder characteristics did not melt in his mouth.

The experiences of other Lukes do not count. I don’t know if it’s because “experience” is not shared or because he is not the original body.

If one only counts the fact that he has been in this world for less than a month, the number of times he has had pleasure and the quality of the people he has had pleasure with are indeed not very high. After all, he has only had one low-sequence rest.

Luke estimated that if nothing was done, it would take about two months to digest. If something was done, the time would be shortened based on the number of pleasures, the quality of the woman, and the quality of both parties’ dedication and intoxication. “It’s not too slow, and the digestion process is enjoyable enough. Anyway, it will take time to find the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 4.”

Luke comforted herself for a while, and subconsciously thought about the High-Sequence Female Beyonder in Backland. She remembered that Duchess Joanna in the royal family seemed to be a Saint of the Arbitrator Path.

There is also Bernadette Gustav, the eldest daughter of Emperor Roselle, the “mysterious queen” nicknamed Huang Beibei, who came to Backlund from the Five Seas to seek promotion after predicting a disaster.

Oh, it seems that they are not easy to conquer.

Saints and angels after demigods are extremely indifferent. They rely on the “anchor” of believers to maintain their humanity, and generally do not have much demand for love. Only witches on the “witch” path will be twisted and entangled in these things.

As for saying things like “You don’t want your father to be tortured by the pollution of the fallen mother goddess forever, do you?”, those were too despicable. Lu Ke didn’t like taking advantage of others’ misfortunes.

If Bernadette was eager to make a deal with him, he would not pretend to be a gentleman and refuse, but would just take the initiative to make a deal.

“Tsk, just let it be.”

After some thought, Lu Ke temporarily gave up the idea of ​​conquering high-sequence women for pleasure and digestion, and lay back on the bed to meditate, calming the spiritual boiling and fluctuating charm brought about by the promotion.

Boom boom boom!
After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door.

Fors walked in lazily. Xio’s efforts to digest the potion finally made her feel a sense of crisis, so she asked Luke for help.

In recent days, this inactive writer has not gone out to “collect materials”. Apart from finishing his manuscript, he has been studying mysticism with Lu Ke in order to digest the “Apprentice” potion.

Fors walked into the room, slightly stunned, and it took her a while to react.

“Are you a little different today?”

Her eyes were unconsciously attracted to Lu Ke. She looked at the man’s lips and Adam’s apple, at his strong chest rising and falling with his breathing, at his slender waist under his clothes and the part covered by his pants.

I always feel that the wild man today seems a little sexier than usual.

Lu Ke stood up and glanced at her sideways, asking, “What’s different?”

Fors avoided the question guiltily and sat down in a chair:

“Let’s start today’s lessons. I feel like the potion is almost digested.”

Lu Ke said “hmm” and nodded slightly: “Today we will explain the knowledge of adjacent pathways.”

“Among the twenty-two divine pathways, except for the ‘Monster’ pathway, the other pathways have adjacent pathways to a greater or lesser extent. Adjacent pathways can be jumped and will not go out of control like taking potions from non-adjacent pathways. Of course, the risk is still greater than taking potions of the same sequence.”

In the mellow male voice, precious mystical knowledge was spoken casually. Fors listened attentively, feeling that his horizons were broadened by the extensive knowledge, and the ocean of mysticism opened up to him.

Halfway through the story, Fors suddenly saw stars and heard a crackling sound in her ears. She closed her eyes and felt the feeling.

Luke stopped teaching at the right time and waited quietly for her to calm down.

“Is this what it feels like to be fully digested?”

Fors felt that the mental haze had dissipated a lot, and the whole person became relaxed and in a better mood. No wonder the role-playing method was promoted so slowly and there was a risk of losing control. The difference between fully digesting the potion and not fully digesting it was too big.

“Congratulations. You can prepare the Sequence 8 ‘Master of Magic’ potion and prepare for your promotion.”

“Thank you very much. The knowledge you imparted is very valuable. It contains a lot of content that even Low-Sequence, no, Mid-Sequence Beyonders don’t know.”

Fors’s eyes were complicated, and her emotions were surging:

“Even a beginner Beyonder like me knows that this knowledge cannot be bought with money.”

“Knowledge is the most precious and cheapest thing. It is precious because of its usefulness and cheap because of its spreadability.”

Luke chuckled softly, “It’s just a small favor, don’t worry about it.”

Fors stared at Luke for a few seconds, then stood up from the chair. She walked to the door but did not go out. Instead, she locked the door and turned to look at Luke with a frank and teasing look, her voice trembling a little.

“Perhaps, I can express my gratitude in another way.”

Fors’s eyes were watery. “I’ve read the book you mentioned.”

“You mean ‘The Dog Chasing the Monk’?”

Luke’s lips curled up slightly. He neither agreed nor objected, and just looked at Fors quietly.

Fors was a little annoyed. She might not be a monk, but the man in front of her must be a dog.

She approached tentatively and pecked the man’s lips lightly like a dragonfly touching the water. After receiving no resistance, Fors became bolder. She gently pushed the man and sat on him, her movements becoming more brazen.

She bit the man’s Adam’s apple, her tone full of resentment: “You must have been thinking about this happening for a long time, right?”

“Haven’t you read Trier’s masterpiece? Why are you still so cowardly?”

Luke sighed and took over the initiative, admiring Fors’s rosy cheeks and her taller and more well-proportioned body with feminine beauty than Xio’s.

Theory and practice are two different concepts, okay?

“Well……”

Luke caressed Fors’s delicate skin, his Adam’s apple moving slightly. The contrast between petite and cute was nice, but it turned out that a taller female companion would be a better fit.

……

Tingen, dockland.

A ship docked, and a nimble figure jumped down from the side of the hull. He was extremely light, and yet he was not hurt despite being dozens of meters high. The slight sound was drowned out by the waves.

Tris had a faint smile on his face, his body blending into the shadows, easily avoiding the dock area staff who were investigating him, and sneaking along the alley.

“The instigator’s potion has been digested, and my mission is complete. I can advance to Sequence 7.”

Tris looked towards the light outside the alley with ambition and excitement in his eyes. His steps suddenly stopped. An invisible force trapped his legs, making him feel like he was stuck in a quagmire.

A figure stood in front of him, blocking the light outside the alley.

The person who came had short golden brown hair and dark green eyes like a lake in the middle of the moonless night. He was holding a violin case in his hand.

The Nighthawks’ senior deacon, Krestey, looked at Tris with a cold and emotionless tone.

“I’m sorry, but there’s no chance for you to appear anymore.”

(End of this chapter)