"Dear Magic Guild Master, do you still remember me?"

Anbu, wearing a white magic robe, came to Villit's side, with eyebrows as sharp as swords raised on his young and delicate face.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, almost like a smile but not a smile.

The potion appraiser with a mean face and sharp mouth raised one corner of his mouth and casually interjected:

"How could the President, who has a photographic memory, forget... the prisoner who was kidnapped from the Demon Control Group?"

Anbu raised his hand and tapped his temple, took out a slender black wand from his sleeve, laughed three times happily, and nodded slightly:

"That's true. I forgot that the little genius of the Willet family has such ability."

As soon as he finished speaking, Anbu stretched out the black wand in his hand, bent down and touched Brenda's bleeding forehead, with a cold expression:

"Such a skill can sometimes make life easier, but sometimes... it will cost you your life."

Willett showed no fear or fear from beginning to end. Even when Anbu pointed at him with a magic wand, his crystal blue eyes remained as calm as before:

"Really? Your Excellency seems very confident?"

Facing the Magic Guild President's rhetorical question, Anbu was silent for a moment, as if he didn't expect that the other party was not only not afraid, but also chatted and asked questions like a normal person:

"I can't say I'm very confident, but now you're in a place you shouldn't be, and it's disrupted our plan, so it's impossible to let you out alive."

Willett smiled, as if he heard a very funny answer.

The wand touched her wound, causing a burning sting, but she still smiled as usual:

"It seems that you are self-aware. Blind confidence will only lead to your death. Although I am a little injured now, I am not without the ability to fight back. If I really want to fight..."

Having said this, the Magic Guild Master paused.

"You may not be able to escape unscathed."

The potion appraiser who was listening to the conversation between the two couldn't help laughing, with a ferocious expression:

"Stop teasing me. You are now in a tiger's den and a wolf's den. On our territory, you are still talking so shamelessly... It is really ridiculous and pitiful! Hahaha!"

Looking at the laughing potion identification instructor and the fugitive Anbu with a gloomy expression that looked like it was about to rain, Willett shook his head slightly.

He sighed quietly and sat up straight.

The wound on her forehead was no longer bleeding. Brenda's hand holding the wand suddenly shook, and the wand, with its top emitting white light, quickly circled around her slender fingers.

Anbu thought that Willett was going to resist, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

The wand pressed against the wound on Brenda's forehead was slightly pressed, and the wound that had just stopped bleeding began to ooze blood again under the pressure of external force...

Anbu shouted a warning:

"It's best not to play any tricks, that way you can die a more beautiful death!"

Brenda blinked her ice-blue eyes innocently, her expression slightly confused:

"I was just playing with the wand. Why are you so scared?"

Being ridiculed by a nine-year-old little witch, Anbu's self-esteem seemed to have been stabbed hard by a needle. He gritted his teeth and looked at the Magic Guild Master:

"...You are seeking death yourself!"

After saying this, Anbu began to recite a spell. The magic wand in his hand emitted a dark red light, and an evil magic wave spread in all directions.

The potion appraiser who witnessed this scene sneered.

The little girl who doesn't know the heights of the world should pay the price with her life for her blind arrogance.

Seeing the once proud daughter of heaven die in front of him, my heart... actually felt a little refreshed, and I felt happy about it.

He had no intention of stopping it. Instead, he began to think about the benefits he could get from this transaction. When he thought that the goal he had pursued for many years was about to be realized, he became excited and excited.

In his mind, the reason why Willett was willing to talk to them was just to delay time and wait for someone to come to rescue him.

But here, no matter how long it takes, it won't help.

Because those magic instructors from Credo have no way of knowing the news about this place.

This is why he was able to casually, unhurriedly, and chat casually with a prey who was unlucky enough to fall into a trap...

The real reason.

Willet felt the strong magic wave released by Anbu. The spell cast by the dark red wand was not the right way, so it was full of evil aura.

This evil aura can not only cause great harm to life, but can also trigger the restlessness of the monster in Willet's body.

This is the soul left by the Seven Mysterious Ice Phoenix Bird in Brenda's body. It always wants to occupy her body, control her body, and replace her will.

When Willett was very young, he knew that there was a terrible monster living inside him.

Since Blanche's death, the sleeping monster finally began to awaken. Since then, Willet has been facing the danger of his consciousness being swallowed up.

But because his will was strong enough, the monster never succeeded.

However, once encountering the power of evil magic, the monsters in the body will be pulled and madly attack the wall called reason.

Willet has no intention of suppressing the monster in her body. Her current situation is very bad... Moreover, the two opponents she faces are difficult to deal with. Even if she cannot meet them, she may fall into a coma at any time.

The reason why I am still awake now is because I relied on my last will to hold on.

From the beginning, Brenda had no intention of fighting one against two. Since she chose to fight, she had to gain an absolute advantage.

Even if you allow the monster in your body to run rampant, it is likely that the last remaining bit of consciousness will completely disappear.

As long as we can deal with the two targets in front of us, even if we injure the enemy one thousand and lose eight hundred to ourselves, one for two is still not bad.

It's better than sitting still and waiting for death.

However, Willett's eyes dimmed...

She felt a little sorry for Alice. Thinking of Alice's sad and painful expression after knowing that she had become a monster, Brenda felt very sad.

Before her determination is shaken by sadness, she must work hard to deal with the two opponents in front of her.

Hesitation... will only allow Anbu and the potion appraiser's plan to succeed. If it can prevent more people from facing danger and becoming irrational monsters, so what?

I just hope that Alice can abide by the agreement between them and end her transformation into a monster...last life before she hurts innocent lives.

Willett's mind was made up, and his lowered eyes trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!