The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants happiness

"Last words?"

Becky's face turned pale under this terrifying pressure, but she didn't look too panicked. She smiled and said, "How about taking care of my cat? After I die, my cat will always have someone to take care of me."

"I still like cats so much."

Phyllis sighed: "Okay, I will help you raise it."

"Thank you." Becky lowered her eyebrows.

"You're welcome."

The tumbling magic suddenly stopped.

But this was not because Phyllis stopped, but because those violent magic powers began to outline a powerful prototype of magic under her trembling control.

Just for a moment.

The torrent of destruction flows in this not too spacious room, like a river of death from the netherworld.

Becky's face was illuminated with colors, and he watched helplessly as the rainbow light gradually engulfed him. He knew in his heart that this was indeed the kindness of the division commander. He would choose this kind of thing that would not leave him any pain at this time. of magic.

but……

"I think it's better to forget it."

The magical rainbow light suddenly stagnated just before it was about to engulf Becky completely.

Then it was like a bubble in the sun, dissipating in an instant.

"I won't leave my cat to you, because I know that what you always like is a dog." Becky whispered.

The magic failed to be released successfully. Phyllis staggered a few steps and sat back on the chair feebly. The majestic magic just now dissipated and the room returned to clarity. In an instant, she transformed from a high-ranking great magician to a new one. She became a helpless lady.

"How can this be?"

Felice looked at her slightly trembling hands in disbelief, unable to muster any strength:

"I should have used magic to isolate the cup of medicinal tea just now."

"You did use magic to isolate it, but I didn't tamper with the tea, so it's naturally useless."

"you……"

"Haha, the trick of manipulating tea is too cliché. Even if it is included in the story, readers will scold it for being stupid after it succeeds."

Becky smiled, lowered his head, and looked at what he still held in his hand:

“That’s where I really get my hands dirty.”

"Official document?" Felice's pupils narrowed.

"Yes, official documents. The documents you have to deal with every day also have to go through my hands, right? This is the best place to do tricks."

Becky said: "Of course, in order to prevent you from discovering it, the toxicity you are exposed to every day is extremely weak. It is just accumulated over time, and it suddenly breaks out at this moment, and it reaches a level that can prevent you from moving freely for at least an hour."

"As time goes by, it turns out you had planned it for a long time?"

"It's just some preparation in advance. If there was no current situation, those poisons would not have acted and would not have caused any harm to your body."

Becky's expression softened slightly: "Actually, how could I really hurt you?"

"nausea."

Ding.

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The jade bracelet on Felice's hand shattered, and the magic that had been engraved on it was activated, turning into magic light to protect her within it.

Seeing this, Becky shook her head with a wry smile: "Why bother, I won't do anything to you, I just want you to stay here obediently."

He leaned over and took out a delicate object from the small compartment on Felice's left hand.

The object had mysterious lines and was very delicate, but it seemed like it had been smashed into pieces, only in the shape of half a broken moon.

There is golden magic floating on it. In the entire Royal Magician Group, there are only two people who are qualified to pick it up, and he is one of them.

Phyllis didn't stop it and couldn't stop it.

"This is indeed your purpose." Felice's face was as dark as water.

"Of course, the central magic device that controls the forbidden curse in the entire palace relies on it to use magic in this room. But if the palace is always shrouded in the forbidden curse, wouldn't there be nothing we can do? "

Becky said: "So the premise of everything is the forbidden spell to close the palace."

"Don't forget, the Royal Magician Corps only controls half of it. There is no way to completely control the forbidden curse of the palace. Even if you take it away, it will be useless." Felice gritted her teeth.

"Of course I know that the other half is in the hands of the bell ringer in the palace."

Becky picked up the central magic device and walked out. During the process, she turned back and gave Phyllis a final smile:

"But now that I have taken action, there will naturally be someone to deal with the bell ringer."

…

…

Boom——

The loud ringing of the bell means the complete arrival of midnight.

In the northwest corner of the palace, the clock tower stands, and all the hands on the big clock point to the top position at the same time.

Boom——

A burly man with a messy beard and a scruffy man pushed a jaw-droppingly huge metal firing pin that was at least the size of a three-story building, making the bell sound enough to ring throughout the palace and even the entire upper city.

Twelve sounds in total.

When the roaring sound waves dissipated, the big man shook his hands and stabilized the shaking metal firing pin, making everything calm again.

He was familiar with it, as if he had done the same thing countless times, and the aged eyes hidden under the thick eyebrows seemed to show that he was not as young as his burly figure suggested.

But even so, after pushing such a huge metal object, he only had a little sweat on his forehead.

"Ha...I'm getting older, but I didn't sweat at all before."

The bell ringer shook his head, very dissatisfied with his performance at the moment.

But time cannot be turned back, and people cannot grow in the opposite direction. He has been here for nearly a hundred years, and is naturally close to decay.

"However, no matter how corrupt I am, not everyone can control me."

The bell ringer turned his head and looked into the darkness behind him.

The bell tower was tall and empty, and only the bell ringer sat alone all year round. But at this moment, he noticed the aura of the second person.

Snap, snap.

It was the sound of bare feet stepping on the old wooden boards. The bell ringer's eyes focused and he realized that the person who came was... a little girl?

The little girl's long hair was disheveled, and only half of her pale face could be seen. Her petite body was hidden in a large white robe. She staggered and staggered, as if she had been injured, which made people subconsciously feel pity for her.

"The world outside is changing so fast. Has it reached the point where a little girl needs to be pushed out to fight?"

The bell ringer sneered, then shook his head: "That's not right. There are knights guarding the bell tower, and with its own organization, it is possible to come here. I guess she is not the kind of ordinary little girl who got lost with her mother. ”

The little girl didn't answer, she just approached slowly step by step.

"But... no matter how powerful you are, it's meaningless in front of me!"

Accompanied by a roar, the vest on the upper body of the bell ringer exploded instantly, revealing a body of strong muscles like cast steel:

"This is the bell tower, one of the cores of the palace's forbidden spell. Here, all mysteries, magic and fighting spirit cannot be exerted. Therefore, as long as I am in this bell tower, I have been trained for many years and have not been contaminated by any impurities. , the purest muscle is invincible!”

The bell ringer flexes his muscles like a bodybuilder, full of confidence.

However, the next moment, a huge shadow enveloped him.

The corner of his mouth froze, and he slowly raised his head, seeing that the little girl's figure suddenly became extremely tall.

The slender limbs were separated, only connected by silk threads, and from the gaps between the flesh and blood, countless monster bodies covered with scales and hideous bodies poured out, like the tentacles of the legendary sea monster, which already seemed small at this moment. There was a mad surge in front of the bell ringer.

"Oh shit."

Looking at the monster limbs that were dozens of times thicker than his own arms, the bell ringer cursed dully:

"Are today's children so perverted?"

…

…

"Your Majesty the Marquess of Angus?"

Count Boogard walked into the royal meeting hall and found that he was not the first person to come. He said in surprise:

"Why are you here?"

"Um?"

Marquis Angus, who was already here, frowned slightly:

"Your Excellency Boogard? Have you also received an invitation from Marquis Morse?"

"Also... you too?"

"That's right."

Marquis Angus nodded:

"Marquis Morse sent me a message, saying that there are important matters that need to be discussed alone, and asked me to wait for him in the Royal Conference Hall."

"...I also received the same message, saying that I would wait alone, but..."

The two looked at each other, and both saw the confusion in the other's eyes.

But before the two could continue their discussion, someone else stepped in and was equally stunned when they saw the two people in the hall.

"Your Excellency the Marquis of Angus, Your Excellency the Count of Boogard, you too..."

"you……"

Not long after, several more familiar faces entered the hall. Count Boogard turned around and found that almost all the high-ranking ministers of the empire were here, except for... the Marquis Morse who invited them.

"What does this mean, Marquis Morse has evil intentions?"

"If he has evil intentions, he should lead us to a more hidden place. This is the palace, what can he do?"

"Could it be that His Excellency the Marquis is joking?"

"No, Marquis Morse has always been rigid in his actions. He was so angry by His Excellency Olan Lear that he almost vomited blood. He doesn't seem to be joking."

After some discussion, it was difficult for everyone to figure out what the Marquis Morse wanted to do.

After all, as imperial ministers, it is normal for them to invite each other privately to communicate with each other when it comes to government affairs. What's more, the invitation location is the safest palace in the entire Belland, so it is really difficult to arouse any suspicion.

"Yes, this is the palace. What does he want to do by gathering us together?"

Angus tapped his knees habitually and looked out the window.

The night in the palace was as calm as ever, but after all, the weather was getting warmer, and bugs were already attracted by the lights and came to attack the fire.

Angus flicked his finger, and a small amount of magic shot out, smashing the annoying bug out of the window.

Keep thinking.

But before the hand could reach back, it froze in mid-air.

Angus lowered his eyes in disbelief and looked at the poor little insect that turned into debris and swayed down in the wind.

etc.

This is the palace... But why can I use magic power?

Could it be...

"not good!"

Angus's face changed suddenly and he stood up suddenly:

"Come on! We can't all stay here!"

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