Traveling through time as a villain, I became her heart thief

"I just don't want to bear the love debt."

Chapter 71 It’s true but it’s false

Hearing the answer from the man in black, Richard fell silent.

It wasn't that he was surprised.

But when he heard this sentence, Richard vaguely guessed the true identity of the man in black.

In his mind, there was only one person who could properly say this.

For several days, Lianna had only had relatively close contact with that person.

However, that person should not have such strength.

"last question."

Struggling, Richard managed to sit upright and looked up at the man in black.

"I still don't understand why the Happy Blood Mist has no effect on you."

"Mr. Mysterious Man, what exactly did you do?" Richard said with a wry smile on his face.

Hearing Richard's doubts, the man in black was startled for a moment, then smiled faintly.

He had expected Richard to ask about it.

"I can answer your question, but you need to think about something first."

"What kind of person will never have his or her consciousness invaded?"

Richard frowned and fell into silence.

The man in black smiled coldly, and before Richard could give an answer, he spoke first:

"Not those with the strongest will, but those whose consciousness has long been destroyed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black reached out to touch the twisted mask, and then gently took it off.

At the same time, after the mask was taken off, the face of the man in black was finally revealed.

Richard couldn't help but open his eyes.

"It's you, Mr. Hohenheim."

Although he had vaguely guessed it just now, when this scene actually appeared in front of him, he was still somewhat surprised.

There was a hint of bitterness in the smile on Richard's face.

On the other side, Gu Qinghan showed a plain smile.

"Good morning, my good neighbor."

While saying this, Gu Qinghan handed the laughing mask in his hand to Richard.

"Put on the mask and experience it for yourself. I believe everything will suddenly become clearer."

Richard glanced at Gu Qinghan doubtfully and took the mask.

The mask is entirely white and made of solid wood.On the surface, the ink pen outlines several arcs, making the playful expression particularly eye-catching.

An ordinary mask.

With a cautious attitude, Richard slowly picked up the mask and put it on his face in the correct position.

In just one breath, Richard quickly noticed something unusual.

The groove in the "nasal cavity" of the mask, the hole that should be reserved for breathing, is blocked by something.

If you breathe hard, you will feel some kind of powder pouring into your nose, with a slightly weird smell.

"This is...?" Richard was stunned on the spot.

Reaching out to touch it gently, Richard planned to take off the mask on his face.

Looking at Hohenheim again, he felt dizzy for no reason, and a twisted and familiar feeling of dissonance arose spontaneously.

"Hypnotic powder."

Gu Qinghan spoke slowly and then added:

"I prepared this mask long before I went downstairs, just to fight you."

"The blood mist of joy will affect my mind. If I want to avoid being affected, I can only resist the effect of joy by hypnotizing myself first."

"The hypnotic instructions I gave myself were to prohibit any emotions related to happiness."

Gu Qinghan spoke word by word, like a devil whispering.

"That's my coping strategy."

"This is also the reason why I can control myself perfectly and will not be affected by joy and fall into the abyss."

Richard stared blankly at the man in front of him, never expecting that the Happy Blood Mist could be cracked in this way.

No.

Rather than being cracked, it would be better to say that it was defeated head-on.

The inducing effect of the happy blood mist was suppressed by this white powder.

Because of this, Richard was at a disadvantage in this battle and became like this.

"You made a very powerful potion..."

After a long time, Richard had to let out a long sigh, and his hands began to feel numb.

Unexpectedly, Happy Blood Mist would actually be defeated one day.

At this time, Gu Qinghan spread his hands and said indifferently:

"A true master of hypnosis can only hypnotize himself."

He put on what he thought was a handsome expression and spoke slowly.

Although he plagiarized this sentence from [The Great Hypnotist] Hohenheim, it is absolutely appropriate to say it now.

Richard was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"you're right."

"Because you hypnotize yourself, you can avoid the happy blood mist and the happy blood blade..."

As he spoke, Richard's speaking speed gradually slowed down, and then he suddenly remembered something and suddenly raised his head and stared at Gu Qinghan.

"wrong."

His eyes flickered constantly, staring at Gu Qinghan's face, and his expression changed rapidly.

"What?" Gu Qinghan was stunned.

"You are lying to me."

Richard's lips were blue, he pointed at Gu Qinghan and continued:

"You definitely didn't use this method to defeat me! At least it wasn't just this method!"

Gu Qinghan's movements froze, and then his eyes gradually became lowered.

"Why do you say that?"

"A sense of dissonance."

Richard spoke the words very quickly, and then said quickly with a trembling tone:

"In addition to the influence of the happy blood mist, you also have other weird abilities."

"For example, unusual dodge speed, such as breaking through the prison of pleasure..."

"That's not something you can do just by using hypnotic drugs."

"you are lying!"

At this point, Richard's face turned pale. He looked at Hohenheim in horror, feeling vaguely cold in his hands and feet.

At this point, why was Mr. Hohenheim still lying to him?

Richard didn't understand, he just felt horrified.

At this time, Gu Qinghan's face had completely darkened. He looked at Richard coldly, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Now that you have seen this step, I can't let you leave easily..."

As he spoke, Gu Qinghan showed a kind smile and held a dagger with his cuffs shaking.

The cold cold blade shimmered in the drizzle.

Richard was stunned in place, watching the dagger flash past, and felt an inexplicable chill on his neck.

Whoosh-!

In the blink of an eye, the blade was stained with red liquid and splashed in the rain.

what happened?

Richard suddenly felt that his whole body had suddenly lost consciousness.

In the gray sky, cold raindrops continued to fall, but he could not feel the touch of the water droplets at all, as if they no longer existed.

An inexplicable feeling of fear made him feel that his soul was being swallowed.

Immediately afterwards, the world began to spin, and it was not until he finally saw the headless body falling that Richard understood.

It turned out that his head fell to the ground.

The coldness, dampness, and fear eroded his will like a devil.

At the last second before darkness fell, his vision stretched and he suddenly saw the red magic circle not far away.

Speaking of which, it was a magic circle made by himself.

It was about to go out at this point.

It's all over... Richard thought to himself.

In the center of the magic circle, Knight Lady's body came into view.

Her snow-white shoulders were wet from the rain, and her black stockings wrapped her thighs, making her look charming.

At this time, Catalina stood up again and walked towards Richard's direction.

The sounds in his ears began to become blurry, and Richard could not hear clearly what Mr. Hohenheim was saying to her.

However, Richard felt inexplicably confused.

Wasn't Miss Knight Ji knocked down?Why did you stand up again?

At the last second before his consciousness faded away, he saw Hohenheim turn around and look at him with a cold expression.

In Hohenheim's hand, the cold dagger was still reflecting a little bit of fluorescence.

"Listen carefully, you will forget all the conversations you just had."

"Then, take all the guilt for your evil deeds and apologize to the next person you meet."

The next second, the silver light fell, and the world completely fell into darkness.

Chapter 72 Rebirth

Blinking, Richard stared at the scene in front of him, frozen in place.

"here is……?"

He felt inexplicably confused and couldn't understand what was happening before him.

This is a poor house.

Outside the window of the living room, one can see a barren desert. Occasionally, one can see a few dry trees, which have almost lost their vitality and are struggling to survive.

The wind howled and rolled up waves of yellow sand, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

There is no doubt that this is not a city, at least not Beloved City.

Recalling what had just happened, Richard felt his temples throbbing, and cold sweat broke out on his back.