At the end of the dark, damp street is a dead end, blocked by a wall of haphazard bricks.

The brick walls were smeared with red paint that looked like blood.

Nightsong stretched out and went to the middle of the paint.

In an instant, the surrounding pigments slowly extended outward, forming a huge six-pointed star magic array.

Dragging Lilith, the two of them went straight through the wall amid each other's screams, like ghosts, ripples around them, and strange ripples breeded, cutting off the detection of this side of magic.

In a matter of seconds, everything was back to the same place, but the person was gone.

The world isolated by the walls is the branch of the 'Son of the Demon God' witch organization in the Fortress of Polo.

The slums are full of filth and violence, where the soil of sin grows and spreads, and the noble and arrogant mages do not come to patrol here, and the City Guard also hates it, and the patrol time is longer and longer.

Even more from the slums, the gangs made it their own territory, calling themselves the 'dark underground kings of the Polo Fortress', bribing the city's top management and willing to act as lackeys in exchange for the right to rule the slums.

So, the witches are safe here.

The branch is located in a huge newly opened space underground, and the upper three staircases are arranged with various magic arrays and magic traps, which are large enough to withstand the onslaught of four or five legendary spellcasters at the same time.

Dragging Lilith through the levels, Nightsong arrives at the heart of the organization.

In a room filled with countless magic books and scrolls, a witch meets with the two of them.

This is a witch with an outstanding appearance, who looks to be only about twenty years old, with long magnificent bright silver hair, and a pair of gold-rimmed eyes, full of intellectual atmosphere.

Holding Lilith, Nightsong knelt on one knee and saluted the witch respectfully:

"Mistyra, greetings to you from the Witch Nightsong!"

The witch smiled gently like a warm spring breeze and said:

"My sister, don't be so respectful."

With a flick of the white ivory wrist, Nightsong and Lilith immediately levitated uncontrollably, and the two chairs on the upper left rushed from behind.

The whole house seemed to come alive, and all the books were vacated and laid next to them. A mahogany table appears between the witch and the night song, filled with various porcelain tea sets and various pastries on the side.

The witch Mistyra just waved her hand, and a beautiful afternoon tea appeared.

"Come, let's talk while we eat."

Smiling at the two of them, Mistira enjoyed a rare afternoon tea time.

This woman seemed to have an extraordinary charm, and in just a few minutes, Nightsong let go of her previous restraints, and Lilith enjoyed the pastry without any sense of captivity.

……

"The occult is the collective name for all hidden and forbidden knowledge, knowledge that the gods have forbidden and are not allowed to pass on to the world. Including but not limited to cosmology, religion, magic and alchemy, science and technology, easy learning, metaphysics, feng shui and other knowledge, in the world of spellcasters, there are often people who equate magic with the occult, which is undoubtedly a metaphysical point of view, one-sided and not specific, the occult is the basic knowledge that opens the secular mortal to cross the supernatural, transcendental, legendary, epic, mythological and other levels, until the realm of the gods, magic is the most fully utilized path, but it is not the only ......"

In a typical aristocratic lady's room, Miss Xueman held her chin with her hands and listened carefully to Shelley Frankenstein's explanation.

This young mage has characteristics that are different from ordinary spellcasters, handsome, young and energetic, flamboyant and restrained; At the same time, it has the same qualities as a noble caster.

Arrogance and humility coexist, wildness and intellectuality coexist, and the noble caster is evaluated by outsiders as "the focus of all contradictions".

From the intellectual side, Shelley had a wealth of knowledge that did not correspond to his age, so rich that even the lord father of Snowman would have admired it.

This is a rare opportunity!

Xue Man made full use of the cuteness and innocence she had painstakingly cultivated to make 'the powerful and handsome Mr. Frankenstein' her governess.

In many of the boudoir books of aristocratic ladies, the young and handsome governess is one of the most popular male characters.

The eldest lady is also a hidden spellcaster herself.

The third-order spellcaster class summoner can summon strange retinues from another dimension and gain control, and in Prometheus, summoners can even summon creatures from the abyss, the underworld, and some can even summon celestial creatures.

However, Xue Man's hidden point in front of the superbrain is like being naked, and it can be easily peeled off, but in human society, it is taboo to peep at other people's secrets at will, and in front of completely tearing his face, Cangye naturally will not do stupid things to expose other people's privacy in person.

Quietly listening to Cangye's detailed explanation, Xue Man was surprised by Cangye's erudition in his heart, and on the surface, he still showed a pure and innocent smile:

"Brother Shelley, you are such a knowledgeable scholar."

Clapping his hands, it was difficult for any normal man to resist the adoring gaze of a young and beautiful woman.

"I wonder if the little girl has the honor of admiring your private library?"

The private library represents the glory of every successful spellcaster, and it is also a place of absolute privacy, accessible only to those closest to you. This range of closeness may be a relative, a close personal friend, a teacher, a proud disciple, and, of course, a lover.

Xue Man's words have already shown his love nakedly.

The smile on Night's face remained the same:

"This is an honor in the next place, but Miss Xueman, my library is in Eisenhaug, and after the matter of the cult siege is solved, the collection in the next place welcomes the visit of the eldest lady at any time!"

After hearing these words, Xue Man's expression was first happy, and then he showed a slightly exaggerated look of loss:

"It's a bit of a shame that this is, I thought I would be able to get closer to Brother Shelley soon?"

As she spoke, Xue Man's face showed just the right amount of shyness.

The fish has taken the bait! Shelley Frankenstein, you are destined to be in my pocket!

Xue Man didn't know how excited he was in his heart, being able to capture such a qualified husband was not only for himself, but also for the entire White Ivory family.

A Master Quan who is less than twenty years old, his value is enough for the White Ivory Family to squeeze for five hundred years.

Looking at Xue Man, who is shy on the outside and has a cute flush, Cangye maintains the most gentle smile.

He is more and more comfortable with the manipulation of the mask, disguising the expression that can best exert the charm of this face and the most intoxicating girl, which can completely hide the pair of cold glancing pupils under the real face.

……

Inside the underground cage of the Lord's Mansion, a terrible roar tried to break through the iron door.

The screams of some terrible beast, no matter what sound waves they set off, dissipated without a trace when they touched the barrier of the iron door.

The dungeon was terrifyingly empty, with countless chains hanging from the walls, stretching into the depths of the cage. In the darkest corners, there were strong crashing sounds.

Lord Dmitry stood outside the dungeon, looking at the deep cage with a mysterious smile on his face:

"Soon, soon, it's time to use you."

A long knife suddenly appeared in the lord's hand, and from the hilt to the tip of the knife was a terrifying black.

The lord looked at the Black Knife with a trembling expression of excitement, and when he shifted his gaze to the page in his other hand, the excitement turned to madness.