Enid wanted to grow scales covered with barbs, claws as sharp and slender as a lynx, and fangs that could easily tear the throats of beasts.

Then he jumped on the table, flattened Count Lomelon's head first, pulled out the spine from the body, then sucked the bone marrow into an empty tube, pulled out the entire ribs, burned them with dragon's breath and shaved them clean.

There was a chill coming from the bracelet.

What happened to yourself?

Enid stared blankly ahead.

She stood up directly:

"Sorry, Count, I have something to do."

She turned around and walked toward the door regardless.

Then lean against the wall and close your eyes.

At this moment, deep fear surrounded her.

If she hadn't been able to control herself just now, then maybe she had killed Count Lomelon. Even if not, she must have fought with Knight Gore and might have hurt him.

What happened to yourself?

Could it be that Vortigern has come to me again? Is he tempting me...

But if Mr. Hevin is telling the truth.

Then Vortigern shouldn't be able to affect his own mind.

But if it was pure blood, how could it have such a terrible impact on herself? Although she had calmed down at the moment and could not tell whether she would really lose control just now, she could at least be sure that she was definitely not normal.

Enid took a deep breath.

This impulse.

It came from instinct, and it was so natural, as if she was supposed to behave like this.

Bloodthirsty, brutal, arrogant, unquestionable.

Like a dragon.

The young man's voice sounded:

"What’s wrong with you?"

Bain found that Enid became a little less clear in his eyes.

Originally, he could not fully see Enid, and most of his understanding of her came from Lamont, but he was surprised to find that Enid's fate became even more confusing just by entering and exiting the hall.

Something seems to have affected her fate.

Enid looked up at him.

Bain took a step back in panic,

That face!

Bain blinked.

The face looked normal, beautiful, and handsome, but Bain saw the violence and madness that its owner tried so hard to hide.

He felt like Enid was going to eat him.

Enid lowered her voice and asked:

"What are you doing here?"

Bain said innocently:

"This is my home."

Enid belatedly touched her forehead:

"Sorry, I'm a little confused now, please don't pay attention."

Bain narrowed his eyes, as if there was something else that he could not detect under her violence.

His eyeballs moved imperceptibly.

The wise insect works hard to tell his master what he has discovered.

But human beings' poor brains are still unable to compete with their former masters. Even if mortals possess omniscient eyes of wisdom, they can only obtain partial information from them.

Although it is indeed not as omniscient as the Eye of Odin, the source of all eyes of wisdom, at least in the eyes of most mortals, they have reached a certain degree of omniscience.

But mortal brains cannot bear too much information, otherwise knowledge will destroy their brains, distort their souls, and tear their sanity to pieces.

For fragile creatures like humans, the more we know, the better.

So they will protect their owners very carefully.

It doesn't want to lose its owner again.

If the owner abandons them, they will eat the owner's brain and soul, and then burrow into another eye socket.

But if the owner didn't abandon them.

Then they will never abandon their master first.

It tried hard to tell Bain something, something crucial to him.

Even though this is actually a bit overwhelming for Bain, who can't see enough now, the Wisdom Worm instinctively thinks that he needs to know this.

Bain's right eye moved slightly again.

He blinked again.

Bain found that for some reason, he saw a scene.

His father, Count Lomelon, was lying on the ground, with blood flowing into a small pond, and a very familiar figure was squatting in front of his father's body and feasting.

Baine stepped back a second time, making Enid frown.

What made the female knight even more strange was that Bain actually covered his mouth with his hand, and a burst of disgust and anger broke out from his body.

Enid looked at Bain at a loss. She didn't know what she had done to cause Bain to suddenly be flooded with such strong negative emotions.

Did you do anything wrong?

Baine stared at Enid.

Is that a possible future?

His nausea at this moment was not entirely due to the sight of his relatives being eaten, but also largely due to seeing things he shouldn't have seen.

No, Bain remembered that the woman in front of him had the ability to sense other people's emotions, although she couldn't dig deep, so he had been able to cover up his true thoughts with some emotions similar to pity.

But now he couldn't control his anger at all.

That's his father!

How dare she.

Anger and hatred began to boil.

He didn't just turn around and leave, because it wouldn't solve any problem.

Baine stared at Enid and said:

"you think……"

Enid, who was still a little confused and disgusted with Bain, suddenly became nervous.

Bain shook his head slowly:

"Don't do that."

Enid narrowed her eyes:

"You knew already?"

Her demeanor made Bain think for a moment that he was the bad guy.

Then he figured it out.

Enid may not care who is right or wrong.

She only cares about herself.

Although this was somewhat different from the Enid he knew, it was extremely real.

He couldn't help but wonder, at that moment, had Enid thought about killing herself?

He doesn't know the answer.

Bain said:

"Does it matter how I know?"

Enid said:

"I think there are only three people who know what just happened. One of them, it's impossible to tell you this, and the other one, I think he wants to kill me and do something very bad."

Bain smiled and filled his surface consciousness with arrogance and compassion again:

"Are you sure it was something bad? Have you really seen him commit any crimes? History is always written by the victor.

"How can you be sure that what you see is true?"

Enid stared at the mysterious-looking Bane:

"So you admitted that you were involved with him?"

Bain shook his head and said:

"No, I just know what I know, including what you want to do to my father, your final tragic fate, and...

"The ending where England is torn apart because of you."

Bain said nothing, just smiled slightly, then turned and left.

Well because of his words.
Chapter completed!