Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 462 Between Faceless People

Now we're in trouble... As soon as Tracy was dealt with, her men came with Elaine. If they find out what's going on here and call all the Beyonders on the ship to surround them, I will have no choice but to kill Tracy immediately. , ran away with Elaine, and he may not be able to escape...

Angel's eyes quickly scanned the small entrance hall in front of the captain's cabin and the bloodstained and water-stained carpet, and finally landed on the face of Tracy, who was sleeping on the ground.

An undetectable gleam of "hypocrisy" flashed on her fingers, her face quickly changed to look like Tracy, her hair changed from Elaine's long red straight hair to black curly hair, and her body shape also changed. Then, she understood Clearing her throat, she sounded the majestic voice of "Lieutenant General Disease" Tracy, but with a hint of instinctive charm.

"Let her stand outside and let the sea breeze cool down."

"Yes, Captain."

The young female voice responded.

This just bought me a few minutes... Should I take Tracy and jump into the sea and run away, or should I take advantage of the fact that the invasion hasn't been revealed yet and deal with a few more Beyonders, such as the third officer Misor King?

Angel's brain was working rapidly, and he finally made a decision and chose a tricky plan.

She wants to pretend to be "Lieutenant General of Disease" and take Elaine away in a big way!

Continuing to drag the sleeping Tracy, he carefully hid her behind the large table. After confirming that she would not wake up in a short time, Angel quietly slipped into the lounge at the back and took off his clothes for swimming in the sea. After traveling five nautical miles, the clothes were soaked by the salty sea water. When I opened the wardrobe that occupied an entire wall, I was immediately dazzled by the dazzling array of clothing.

Long skirts, short skirts, tights, unisex and masculine jackets, and windbreakers, "Lieutenant General Sickness" Tracy's wardrobe is simply an exhibition cabinet of various styles of clothing.

In the corner of the closet, there were some underwear that made Angel blush. They were bold in design and avant-garde in style. They were obviously not for Tracy to wear. Even the strange-shaped objects placed in the corner might be...

Putting away the thoughts that made her heart pound, Angel quickly found a set of shirts and trousers that were similar to the ones Tracy was wearing just now, and put them on herself. The position where the shoulder was stabbed during the battle was on the "Rose" The bleeding had stopped under the effect of the "necklace". She put on her shirt, leaving the top two buttons unbuttoned to create space between her shoulders and avoid being too close-fitting and causing the white shirt to be stained with blood.

That’s almost it…

Angel looked in the mirror and quickly returned his rosy face to normal. His eyes became sharp, the corners of his mouth lowered, making a serious expression, then he closed the closet and returned to the captain's cabin.

Black flames emerged from the air, licking the carpet, quickly devouring the blood shed by the two men during the fight, and baking the wet wool. Soon, the room returned to its appearance before the battle, and the smell of blood and gunpowder also The faint scent of the candle became almost inaudible.

By the way, there's that leather whip...

She reached out and picked up the whip that had been broken into three parts and stuffed it into the desk drawer. After thinking about it, she took the section connected to the whip handle in her hand and clapped her palms with satisfaction. He nodded.

"Let her come in alone."

After giving instructions in a loud voice, Angel sat back on Tracy's high-backed chair, put his feet up on the table, and imitated the appearance of the "Lieutenant General Disease" he had just seen, and posed.

……

After hearing the captain's order, the blond maid standing outside the door looked so gloomy that she could drip water. She glanced at the red-haired woman next to her and motioned with her eyes to open the door.

Elaine was wearing a golden-red dress, with a ribbon tied around her waist that formed flowers on the back. Her slender waist twisted, and she turned to the maid, her face equally gloomy, with a hint of ridicule.

Her hands behind her back were restrained by a pair of heavy iron handcuffs.

"Do you want me to push the door open with my waist?"

This response made the blonde maid's eyes tighten. Just when Elaine thought that the other party would not be able to help but take action, she heard the other party snort, raised her hand to open the door buckle, opened the door, and pushed her in.

"Shameless bitch..."

She faintly heard a slight muttering behind her, and then the sound of the door being deliberately closed tightly.

Oh, Tracy will definitely hear it...

With a smile on her lips, Elaine walked around the partition at the door and walked into the captain's room with swaying candlelight and fragrant fragrance. She saw her legs crossed and crossed, a whip waving in her hand, and her eyes fixed on her "disease." Lieutenant General" Tracy.

This young lady's black curly hair fell loosely on her shoulders and chest. Her blue eyes were somewhat sharp, but exuded an allure that seemed to belong to a witch. The two long and straight eyebrows above her eyes made her soft cheeks Adding a touch of heroism, paired with a white women's shirt that was buttoned to the chest and tight trousers that outlined the curves of her legs, Elaine suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Taking a deep breath, she stood upright in the middle of the carpet, raised her chin, and looked at Tracy, staying the same to cope with the changes.

Kick, kick.

Tracy put her legs away and stepped on the carpet with her short boots, making a muffled sound. She gradually got closer to Elaine. The whip in her hand, which was as short as some kind of bedding, couldn't help but hit the palm of her hand, making a crisp sound. sound.

"What do you think I should do to punish you, Miss Prey, for escaping from my grasp?" "Why don't you run away this time, and I'll chase you, and see how far you can escape without those men?"

Elaine responded unceremoniously. She stepped forward with one foot and leaned forward slightly, making an aggressive posture. However, her hands were tied behind her, her shoulders were pulled back, and her front legs were stretched as a result. Her breasts made her movements more tempting.

"Oh, they handcuffed you?" As if she noticed the handcuffs behind Elaine at this moment, Tracy raised her eyebrows, her eyes brightened, and said in a playful tone, "Very good, we can have some fun this way. More tricks..."

At this point, her cheeks turned slightly red and she seemed to be embarrassed.

"Ha, as expected," Elaine sneered, her face full of sarcasm, but her eyes showed a trace of sadness, "Is this why you caught me back? Then come on, but don't want me to really give in. .”

The smile on Tracy's face disappeared, she opened her mouth, and after a while she answered:

"I...no, sorry, Elaine, actually..."

Her hand shaking the whip was lowered, with an apology on her face, she took two steps closer and was almost in front of Elaine.

"actually, I……"

The moment she spoke again, Elaine quickly twisted her hands and broke free from the heavy iron handcuffs like magic. She clenched her right hand and squeezed out a bright yellow flame, which suddenly exploded between the two of them.

Tracy's eyes narrowed, and she subconsciously took a step back to avoid the explosion range, only to find that this massive flame had no lethality and was completely an "illusion".

But taking this opportunity, a golden light flashed across Elaine's left hand, and the same color appeared in her green eyes, shooting towards Tracy like lightning.

"Psychic piercing!"

The lightning aimed at the spirit gathered in one place and pierced Tracy's eyes like a sharp weapon, but it penetrated straight through and disappeared in the air.

The witch's body disappeared in the flames, appeared behind the false fireball across a distance of less than one meter, and appeared in front of "Elaine", almost face to face, chest to chest.

Swah——

There was a sharp metallic friction sound, and a jagged dagger appeared in her left hand. It stabbed into "Elaine's" abdomen as fast as lightning, easily piercing through the golden-red dress and skin, making it thinner and smaller. The paper figure Elaine is nailed to the tip of the dagger.

Beside her, the figure of "Elaine" reappeared. A dark green light flashed through her left hand. Her body muscles tensed and she stepped out with a foot as heavy as a giant. She made a fist with her right hand and hit "Tracy" like a giant hammer. .

"boom--"

After the "Living Corpse", "Elaine", whose strength is not inferior to that of mid-sequence warriors and hunters, has a look of surprise in her eyes. Her strike with both strength and speed was easily blocked by her slender hands, and the opponent could even slowly move her right hand. Push back.

"Faceless Man, is it fun?"

"Tracy" has a smile on her face. She holds the "Sword of Dawn" in her left hand, and her right hand gently grasps the fist of the living corpse "Elaine". She stretches her neck forward, and her black hair and red hair are almost intertwined. whispered.

"Aren't you playing too..."

"Elaine" muttered, her whole body relaxed, she was released from the "living corpse" state, her swollen muscles returned to normal, and she turned back into a heroic, but somewhat charming red-haired lady because her cheeks were rosy after exercise.

Whoa, the dagger turned back into a bracelet, and the serious expression on "Tracy's" face during the battle also faded away, returning to a soft and graceful one with a slight smile. She looked at the other party with searching eyes and continued to ask:

"So, Klein, how did you become Elaine and be tied to the Black Death?"

"It's better to call me Elaine here, otherwise I'll always feel a little weird..."

A trace of embarrassment inevitably appeared on Klein's face. Even with his "Faceless Man" adjustment ability, he couldn't completely hide it. Wearing a lady's dress in front of Angel was too shameful no matter what.

However, I am just acting. Although the object of "deception" has changed, the purpose has not changed. It can even better help me examine myself and withdraw unnecessary emotions...

He quickly regained the state of mind he had just adjusted when he changed into this dress in another dressing room. The evasion in his eyes and the incongruity between his expressions quickly disappeared, and he looked calmly at the person who was still dressed as "Tracy" of Angel.

Well, it seems that my performance is much better than hers. In the conversation just now, Angel had already shown a feeling of shame, and was even ready to take the initiative to reveal his identity. This is because he has not gone through the "clown" stage, but just Used the "Faceless Man's" magical item? As for my provocation just now, after the failure of playing Daniz, I have improved a lot, and I have not been discovered by her again...

After quickly summarizing the performance just now, Klein became a little excited in the comparison. As soon as a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Tracy" reached out and poked her waist, even through the thick waistband. , and he couldn't help but shrink his neck, and the expression on his face fell.

"Say it."

"Okay, okay..."

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(End of this chapter)