The cold-faced earl doesn't want to trigger the plot

Following Riber's words, a silver-haired woman in a simple hooded robe slowly appeared in front of Riber.

Looking at this woman, Riber didn't see her entire face under the hood, but only saw half of her face with a strange smile.

The moment he looked at her squarely, Riber suddenly understood that she was the original witch buried in Greenwater City, fear.

Fear opened her mouth lightly, and no words sounded, but Riber once again directly understood what she wanted to convey.

"It is indeed an unsightly memory."

"However, for this reason, I don't want to be the real 'protagonist' and let the world really run according to my childish intentions."

"So, sorry, I will not accept your proposal. I will not accept your power, nor will I live with you."

Riber flatly refused.

"I don't know whether you are good or evil, or I don't think there is a clear dividing line between good and evil, and I am not qualified to judge it."

"However, I still think that you are 'evil'."

"Because you are trying to manipulate me to accept your strength through the weakness in my heart."

"I don't like what you're doing."

Riber said, feeling quite emotional in his heart. .

Unexpectedly, it was precisely because his past life was so stupid that there were not many opportunities for his inner surprise.

Of course, the degree of shame and wanting to die is probably super double compared to other people.

In the face of Riber's words, the fearful look seemed indifferent.

She doesn't look like the long-dead original witch who desperately wants to be resurrected in other ways.It doesn't look like the gesture that will be shown when the careful design fails.

Fear, just showed a meaningful smile.

...

...

As Riber discovered the existence of fear, the scenes carrying his past memories began to quickly dissipate.

Thinking that this might be the last time for him, Riber heaved a long sigh of relief seeing these nostalgic pictures.

Although, generally speaking, they are all unpleasant memories, but it is precisely because they are full of unsatisfactory things that they represent things that really existed.

Riber never thought that he would make his final farewell to the identity of "Levi" in this way and in this situation.

But at this moment, he realized that he could calmly wave goodbye to his past self.

As the memory images faded away, Riber returned to reality.

Then, I found myself in a rather wide, but somewhat weird place.

Wherever the eyes looked, there was something like a ball of light floating.The light cluster is huge, and some shadows are faintly wrapped in it, and it is beating slightly with regularity.

Other than that, there is almost nothing else in this space.The reason why it is said to be weird is that the upper, lower, left, and right walls of this space are all shaped like fleshy walls.

Trying to move his body, Ribel realized that his body was wrapped with a viscous liquid that could pull out silk.

Pushing away the liquid with his hands in disgust, he stood up, raised his head and stepped out of where he was before, only to turn his head to realize that he was wrapped in something like an egg, no, more like a spherical fruit inside.

Taking a long breath, Riber scratched his head, not quite understanding what happened.

He saw the man in the mirror, he saw the purple door, and... basically now.

He naturally remembered the scary things he encountered in the middle.But looking back now, that part is more like a dream, not like it happened in reality, but in places like consciousness space.

Continuing to observe this space, Riber found that beside the fruit that wrapped him, there were three other fruits of about the same size.

And it was while he was watching that a crack appeared on the skin of a fruit, and another person escaped from it.

The moment he saw this person, Riber was taken aback.

"Sister... Grace?"

The elderly nun straightened up with difficulty, dragged out a part of her body from the large amount of mucus, and then looked at Riber with a gentle smile.

"Meet you again, Count Campret."

"..."

After seeing Grace, Riber didn't know how to react for a while.

He imagined that he might be angry and rush up to beat the other party directly.After all, as the mastermind behind the mysterious organization and the "mother" of many serial killers, Sister Grace's evil deeds are simply innumerable.

He also imagined that he would swallow his saliva with difficulty in fear.Because, in an attempt to resurrect the witch, Sister Grace, who has held several rituals, may be able to erupt with a power far surpassing those crazy serial killers.

But in fact, he just stood there for a long time.

Instead, it was Sister Grace, who continued to drag her body out of the huge fruit with difficulty, while continuing to talk to Riber indifferently.

"Although, at that time, I already felt that you also have a 'witch's core', but I didn't expect that you really have the qualifications to appear here."

Grace paused for a moment, and said with emotion,

"Sure enough, you are very 'special'..."

And listen to the word that you hear so often from all sorts of eccentric populations, "special."

On this day, Riber finally understood what was so special about him.

Volume Two: Chapter 150 Four, The Witch Comes

Here is the original witch and fear, and there is Alice.Combined with the so-called "witch's core", Ribel connected everything together in one fell swoop.

This is probably where the witch was born.

And he is indeed special.

Because, with his own strength, he turned the word "female" in the word "witch" into the biggest deception.

So, is it true that men can also become "witches"?

No, no matter how you put it, he must become a demon boy or something.Or, no matter what gender you were before, if you gain the power of a witch, you will become a "witch" in various senses?

This must never happen!

Riber looked at Sister Grace who had already walked in front of him, and said nothing for a long while.

His own affairs are enough to make his head big.

He was basically sure that the "special" he considered had the same meaning as the "special" that members of the Scourge Church spoke of.

First of all, the symbol of the Church of Scourge is the "perfect cube" that appears when a witch is born.

Secondly, the same department where he, Black Crow, "Madame" and others are located is called "Witch Council".

He also remembered the words of the black crow.

No one knows what kind of basis the "witch's core" resides on other people's bodies, or even what the "witch's core" is.Therefore, even the owner himself will not know about this matter.

From the beginning to the end, the black crow never told a single lie to Riber, and that was exactly the case.

Even the black crow didn't even perfunctory him.Because, every time he asked what was special about him, Black Crow always spoke mysteriously and vaguely.In such a situation, it is not so much that Riber's "specialness" needs to be concealed, but that the Crow himself does not know what is so special about Riber.

The existence of the "Witch's Core" is difficult to detect.

But it is known that at least two people can detect it.

One is Riber's aunt, "Mrs. Campret".The other is Sister Grace.

This situation means that Sister Grace's understanding of witches is far beyond Ribel's imagination.

Therefore, if this weird place is the place where the witch was born, it is undoubtedly the home for Grace.

At this time, Grace has slowly walked near the central light source.

Ribel subconsciously felt that he had to stop Grace.

Because, he still remembered what the black crow said, the "witch core" and the gathered witch power resonate through the soul as a medium, and a new witch will be born.

And just when Riber was about to go up and subdue the trembling old nun, he suddenly realized that he couldn't move.

"This is not acceptable, Lord Campret. Although, there are a lot of candidates here. However, Fear did not gather us together to make us fight each other and decide the winner. Because Fear hates any form of Primordial Witch of the battle."

Grace glanced back at Ribel, and then explained kindly.

Listening to Grace's words, Liber temporarily eliminated his hostility, and then found that his physical condition had returned to normal.

"You know this original witch very well?"

"Compared to other people, it's probably the one who knows better."

Sister Grace remained calm,

"Ever since I accidentally fell into an ancient well when I was a child, I have become able to hear the sound of fear. And I am a relatively long-lived person. So, I have listened to a lot in these years."

Listening to Grace's words, Riber was taken aback.

How old is this nun now?

Sixty, seventy or eighty or even ninety?

All in all, she really started acting about 15 years ago.

In other words, in the decades from her childhood to 15 years ago, she has been listening to the ravings from the original witch, but she has not acted?

"Yes."

As if seeing through Ribel's thoughts, Grace said,

"Because, the words of fear have never been able to move me, so naturally they can't drive me. For others, maybe babbling is a very painful thing, but it is not a big deal for me. I am not born I have hearing, so the babbling that I am afraid of is the only sound I can hear."

"..."

Hearing Grace's really indifferent tone, as if she was talking about a very common thing, Ribel felt a little creepy,

"After I could hear the ravings of fear, I was gradually deprived of my sense of taste, touch and sight."

Grace pointed to her eyes and smiled,

"This is also too long to remember clearly. However, this is not a big deal for me. Although it caused some inconvenience to me at the beginning. But I can still get used to it..."

Watching Grace slowly straighten her back on the light cluster in the center, Ribel felt an invisible pressure.

"So, I have said a lot about me. What about the Earl? Why, as a male, you can also have the 'Witch's Core'. And after you resonate with the power of fear, do you also Will she become a witch? Or rather, a devil?"

Facing Grace's question, Riber could only say that he had no idea himself.

After all, he only found out today how special he is.

And he also clearly felt that he had been suppressed by the momentum displayed by Sister Grace, and was completely drawn by the rhythm of the conversation.

If it were someone else, such a situation would happen.After all, Riber himself is "not good at words".

However, facing Grace, Riber had to be careful.

Because Grace has a mysterious brainwashing ability.Moreover, he doesn't know how strong this ability is, whether he will become like a puppet without knowing it.

Although, the power of fear seems to be really preventing a fight between them.But this information was provided by Grace after all, and Grace is also more familiar with fear.What's more, it's not easy to say whether brainwashing behavior counts as fighting an opponent.

From the beginning, Grace didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

However, this overwhelming sense of oppression made Riber understand that the "mother" of this mysterious organization was fundamentally different from the ridiculous and ugly serial killers he had seen before.

"What do you think?"

Taking out the classic words and putting on a classic cold face, Riber asked in a cold voice.

It was obviously an empty-handed intelligence move, but it didn't feel like that at all when it was done by Earl Riber.

This is really an incredible thing.

"I think it's better to forget it. I'm too old to have a clear mind, and I can't play this kind of guessing game with young people. My lord."

Sister Grace, whose back was slightly slumped, still said so with the face of a kind old man.

It was this face that made Riber especially afraid to be careless.

Because, if it weren't for the extreme distortion of the heart.Whether it is Grace's past behavior or her experience, it should make it impossible for her to show this kind of demeanor and expression.

"Since the Earl doesn't want to have a closer mutual understanding with me, why not, let's start the ceremony."

As Grace said, she stretched out her hand towards the huge ball of light, which was like a condensed body of witch power.

And the moment she touched the light ball, the blurry shadow in the light ball suddenly became much clearer, and it could be seen faintly as a figure.Moreover, the regular vibration of the light cluster became more intense.