Doom Knight System

Alisa in the simulated space is very young, like an apple.But Mrs. Miranda in front of her was like a ripe peach, but the features similar to Alisa could be vaguely discerned between her brows.

Mrs. Miranda narrowed her eyes, stroked Lancelot's hair lightly, and said, "You...are that person's descendant, aren't you? The simulated space can stimulate the memory in your blood, and your name comes from him, right? ?”

Lancelow opened his mouth, and finally fell silent without a word. There were too many unsolved mysteries about him, and it was impossible to verify whether Mrs. Miranda's words were right or wrong.

A crystal clear tear dripped down Mrs. Miranda's eyes and fell on Lancelow's face. The beautiful noble lady held Lancelow gently in her arms and whispered: "I... Got you……"

Naturally, Lancelow would not pretentiously think of this "you" as himself, but at the moment he felt extremely uncomfortable, after all, he was a man of blood and vigor.

After Mrs. Miranda calmed down, a red cloud appeared on her delicate face, she immediately pushed Lancelot away and stood up, saying, "Uh... you... just leave it at that, I have something to tell you later, the people outside The study is waiting for me."

After thinking about it, he took off a necklace from his fair neck and handed it to Lancelot.

This necklace is actually carved with a minotaur, which exudes a warm luster, and the material seems to be a stone.

"I've given it to you, and it's my greeting." Mrs. Miranda waved her hand and drove Lancelot out.

Lancelow held the bull head necklace, feeling baffled, so he used the eye of truth to identify it.

"Ding Dong! The Eye of Truth: Legendary treasure-the soul-locking stone, the sealed item that imprisoned the soul of the demon lord Radamandis, free from all dark curses and prophecies.

Comes with a 5×5 space storage function, which consumes 0.1 mental power per second.

Skill: Curtain of Darkness, with strong protection ability, lasts for ten seconds, and cools down for 24 hours. "

Most of the functions of this bull head necklace are similar to those of the devil's true blood, but the ten-second powerful protection skill and space bag made Lancelot very excited.

Although I don't know what Mrs. Miranda thinks, but Lancelot puts the bull's head necklace on his neck with satisfaction.

In the study room, Lancelot sat on a chair, staring at the ceiling boredly. The study room is not small, but all the bookcases are shrouded in magic power and cannot be taken out at all.

"Doomsday Conjecture", "Inevitable Stage of Social Development", "Advanced Magic Charms", "Remnants of Piano Music"...

Lancelot could only stare blankly, drooling while looking at the titles.

"Forget it, let's exercise the space storage function of the soul-locking stone." Lancelot said to himself, after pouring spiritual power into the soul-locking stone, a cold magic power formed a space depression in his palm .

The soul-locking stone necklace disappeared for a while, and appeared for a while, completely according to Lancelow's thoughts.

When Lancelot spread his mental power further, nosebleeds almost spurted out, and the space was actually full of women's underwear.

As soon as he turned his mind, a pink silk object immediately appeared in the palm of his hand.

boom!Mrs. Miranda rushed in in a hurry, glared at Lancelow with a red face, snatched the underwear from Lancelow's hand, and then chanted some spells.

All the underclothes in the bull's head necklace disappeared, and after all this was done, Mrs. Miranda returned the bull's head necklace to Lancelot. With a cold snort in her nose, she said, "Wait patiently!"

Lancelot nodded with a bitter face, but for some reason, there was a hot feeling in his heart.

Perhaps seeing Lancelow's embarrassment, Mrs. Miranda's face melted like a glacier, she smiled slightly, rubbed her hands vigorously on Lancelow's head, and said, "Please come to eat with your wife tonight." Dinner, I'm very interested."

Thinking of Elena's fiery temper, Lancelot couldn't help but shuddered, shook his head and said, "Let's forget it."

Mrs. Miranda smiled narrowly, let out a laugh like silver bells, and left with a gust of fragrance.

the other side.

The old butler Karl came to Mrs. Miranda and said with a gloomy face: "Madam, you gave away the soul-locking stone that the master gave you? Can you tell me the reason?"

"Master? I am your master now, that bastard disappeared without a word, why should I keep his things? I have had enough of these years, his existence is like a curse, even worse than a curse Vicious. I want to choose my own life!" Mrs. Miranda said coldly.

An incomprehensible aura surged from Carl's body, and he said slowly, "Please don't forget the reason why the Miranda Chamber of Commerce exists."

"Hehe... In the past 100 years or so, some people may still have scruples, but what about now? Favors will gradually disappear over time, which is why it is becoming more and more difficult to do business. Otherwise, you think the Borgia family How many dares to make trouble?" Madam Miranda said, with a hint of disdain and coldness on the corner of her mouth.

Carl was silent for a while, then said: "I...I will not interfere with your private life, but please don't let the reputation of the master be tarnished."

Mrs. Miranda raised her eyebrows and said, "This has nothing to do with you, don't worry."

In the space of the Miranda Chamber of Commerce, there is almost no concept of time, because the sky is always drowsy.

Lancelot leaned back on the chair, squinted his eyes, and slept for about an hour, when a beautiful maid gently woke him up.

It's just a maid who has the strength of a high-ranking knight, her steps are steady, and there is a faint aura of elite in her eyes.

The strength of the Miranda Chamber of Commerce can be seen from small things, which is indeed amazing.

Lancelow followed the maid to the back garden, and when he passed a corridor on the first floor, his eyes couldn't help but froze for a moment.

There is a row of oil paintings hanging on the wall, some of which are very familiar, they turned out to be "Mona Lisa" and "The Scream"... sealed in a constant temperature crystal cover.

Lancelow had no doubt that these paintings were fake, and was secretly stunned. It was incredible that these artworks could still be preserved after the end of the day.

The footsteps involuntarily slowed down, slowly admiring these famous paintings only seen on TV.

In the last portrait of a giant figure, Lancelow felt a little strange. The figure in the painting should be a modern person, wearing a police uniform, but his entire face was forcibly cut with a knife.