It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

"That's my umbrella..."

Shadow complained softly, but Ling ignored her, just looked at the cemetery that was getting closer.

"This direction seems to be, Dmitry Dalton's wooden house... What is she doing in such a place so early, isn't she really just preparing gifts for us?"

"Who knows? Maybe your Miss Williams is a middle-aged and elderly person. Think about it, she has been very close to the professor and the principal since she was a child..."

Shadow teased, with a happy smile on her face, but this calmness quickly became stiff.

"Okay, I was kidding - put the dagger back, it's my favorite face, damn it, you cut it!"

Ling put the dagger back into his long buckskin boots, and suddenly couldn't help but twitch his nose.

"There's something wrong with the situation."

"I seem to smell something strange, like some kind of black magic..."

-

Ayla stared at the alchemy crucible in front of her with a solemn face.

"The slime of Helmaf sea hares, the sinews of devil male goats, the pelvic fins of larval sea bass and dried shipworms..."

As each material is added, a strange dark green flame rises from the crucible, and the originally turbid liquid turns into a strange emerald color.

The silver-haired girl put it into a palm-sized glass container, her expression became very complicated.This is the potion that she prepared for more than a month to collect enough materials, and failed six times before completing it.But on the day when it was completed, she avoided it and kept a distance from it.

"Are you sure this thing is really useful? There are no negative effects, right?"

"Of course!"

The old alchemist rubbed his hands not far away, smiling a little wretchedly.

"Once someone drinks this stuff, she'll become stronger than the real thing...and I've isolated the harmful substances from several materials."

"As long as little Mephisto drinks it, I can guarantee that the final product will only be related to the two of you, and it will be no different from the natural one!"

"Oh......"

Ella still kept half a meter away from the container, as if it contained some demon that could destroy the world.

The girl answered absently, but quickly realized what the old alchemist said, and refuted loudly in a panic:

"You, what are you talking about! Who said it belongs to me and Ling - it's obviously just a friend who entrusted me..."

As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller, most of her face was burning hot from shame and anger, and the remaining half of her sentence also became:

"Besides, you don't have to let her drink..."

The old man was taken aback.

"It's not for the little girl from the Mephisto family, so you want to use it yourself?"

He scratched his bald forehead.

"Oh, that's not bad! In fact, I also recommend this way more. Occupying everything the other party has with a conqueror's attitude sounds really good! I didn't expect that, you know Serena Williams very well!"

What answered him was a slipper flying over, and other sundries that flew over one after another. Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of some pots and jars breaking in the narrow wooden house.

The old dog Wei, who had lost half of his fur, whimpered and quickly left this place of right and wrong.

Ella felt that she had been very restrained, after all, she didn't use a fireball to send the old man to the sky with half of the wooden house.She finally understood why a master alchemist like Dmitri was expelled from Kraft. He could offend more than half of the school's board of trustees with just this bad mouth.

"Go back and smash this damn bottle of pills... I'm crazy to make this stuff."

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Ayla hesitated for a few seconds, and finally pocketed the horrible potion instead of smashing it to the ground.

She couldn't help but bury her hot face in her palm.

It is all due to Lady Diana's strange words:

"I'm not such an unreasonable mother. Although tradition is sacred, I don't think it is an iron law that cannot be compromised."

"I mean, your future first child should belong to Mephisto, or at least intermarry with the descendants of the family."

Ahhh, this is so annoying, if only they were signing a contract with the Foulbloods in the land of Nod right now.Even if things don't go so smoothly, you won't let yourself do such a stupid thing.

And after all, their relationship hasn't progressed to that point yet, right? !

Even Ella, who is inexperienced, has learned a certain amount of common sense from literary books or from hearing her uncle's instructions to her cousin.

Things at that stage should wait until Ling proposes to herself... Cough, she will only consider whether to agree to it after she makes a sincere request.

Only this must not be compromised!

But what if she doesn't?Ella subconsciously touched the diamond-shaped glass container in her pocket, then withdrew her hand like an electric shock.

-

"What are they talking about?"

Ling lowered her voice and asked,

Under the coercion and lure, the shadow hiding under the window reluctantly poked out half of his head.

Her aura was very subtle, and the puppet, which was not a living thing, didn't even have a smell, so it was the most suitable person for this kind of work.

"I can't hear you clearly, hmm~ It seems to be talking about some kind of magic potion... The person who drinks it can possess everything of the other party as a conqueror... This sounds very suspicious. ah......"

Speaking of which, Shadow asked casually as if chatting.

"By the way, presents... You should have prepared a suitable Christmas present this year, right?"

Ling was taken aback for a moment, then touched his pocket.

"Of course, I have prepared the most suitable gift—"

Before the words were finished, the door bolt behind the wooden house suddenly made a sound, and Ling Ling, who was a little distracted, was startled and reacted quickly.

"Hide quickly, Ella is coming out!"

She grabbed the corner of Shadow's clothes and quickly dragged her to the other corner of the wooden house. The next second she saw Ella rushing out of the wooden door in a panic.

But the silver-haired girl only cared about looking left and right, waved a cross-shaped light door in front of her, and then jumped in.

After the magic power in the air gradually dissipated, Ling brushed off the dust on the hem of the windbreaker.

"Is Ella's mental state not right? I haven't found us so close. I originally thought of a reason to explain why we came here."

Ling was a little worried. Although three months later, Ella's previous injuries should have healed, but this behavior was obviously abnormal.

Shadow was thinking about the information she heard just now, and she seemed to understand something, showing a somewhat ambiguous smirk.

"Just ask the old man and you'll know."

"makes sense."

So in the next second, Dmitry Dalton's originally crumbling wooden door was pushed open again.

"Who, it's so early in the morning!"

The old alchemist's roar came from behind the pile of debris, he pushed his greasy glasses covered with fingerprints on the bridge of his nose, and then froze for a moment.

During this gap, Ling had nimbly flipped over those weird alchemy instruments, glass containers and the weird broken tires inside, and grabbed a strand of the old man's beard.

"Why does Ella keep coming here recently, and what did you lie to her about?"

Shadow, on the other hand, observed the remaining solution in the alchemy crucible and several unused materials, and the smile on his face became thicker and thicker.

"Oh, let me see what this is... demon goat tendon, some kind of nudibranch slime and sea bass pelvic fin, if I'm not mistaken there is one of the latter two biomaterials common traits."

"I remember seeing a magic potion somewhere. It requires the use of several biological tissues with such properties. The effect of this potion seems to be..."

"What is it?"

Ling let go of Dmitry's beard, turned around and asked Shadow,

"Could it be that her injury hasn't healed yet and she needs to prepare some special potion for herself?"

Shadow observed Ling's reaction with interest,

"Who knows, it's been too long and I don't remember its specific effect. There are still some ingredients and liquid medicine left here, why don't you try drinking some?"

The old alchemist rubbed his chin, and then let out a strange smile like a night owl.

"It has nothing to do with that kind of thing. Her injury has long since healed. I think that bottle of medicine was probably prepared for you by Serena Williams..."

"Yeah, I agree with that too, so how about giving it a try?"

Shadow urged.

For some reason, Ling suddenly felt that the smiles of these two guys made her feel a little creepy.

-

There is a tall Christmas tree in the center of the living room of No. 29 Champs Elysees. Gifts, greeting cards, candies, colorful balloons, even yellow bells and golden ribbons are hung on the green branches and leaves of the fir tree.

This item was written by the head maid, Ms. Anna, who cared a lot about the atmosphere and ritual of Christmas.

In addition to the Christmas tree, the room was decorated with holly and mistletoe garlands.

Annai heard her friend in the domestic service company mention this saying before, a girl standing under the mistletoe will not refuse a gentleman's kiss.

The poem mentions:

"All of them, Jem, John, Joe,

Call out, 'What luck do you have?'

kissed under the mistletoe,

The girl is not yet 20 years old. "

less than 20 years old...

Although it seems a bit reluctant to call herself a girl at her age, Miss Annai still doesn't intend to miss this opportunity to get rid of being single.