[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Jan Bennett looked complicated, "That's how it is. We can only see such a strange scene inside the house, but we can't find it outside the house."

He looked at his younger brother worriedly, "Elijah, are you still awake?"

No matter how he called, his younger brother kept writing and writing, without giving him the slightest response.

"Elijah, Bishop Wickham has come to your rescue."

Elijah with half-long hair was still writing, and his messy hair covered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.

"I..."

Joe stopped Yang who was still about to call out, "Let me try."

She stepped forward, watching Elijah carefully.

She stood by the table and looked out of the window in front of the table.

She smiled slightly, and reached out to grab the paper that spread in the air.

Young and Darcy gasped at the same time, shouting: "Be careful!"

However, what was faster than their words was Joe's action. Joe firmly held the long scroll of paper that seemed to be flying towards the sky, speeding up to absorb the devil's energy inside.

Elijah, who was writing, seemed to be awakened by the accident. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman kneeling on his desk in disbelief.

The long roll of paper kept fluttering, as if it was about to fly away, but Joe still held onto it.

"Joe!"

"Bishop Wickham!"

Darcy and Young rushed forward to grab Joe, but the roll of paper flew towards the window with Joe.

Darcy's eyes were about to burst, "Joe, let go!"

Joe laughed silently.

How could she let go, this is the critical time to grab energy from the devil.

Seeing that Joe's whole body was about to be taken away by the rolled paper, Elijah recovered his senses and quickly climbed onto the table and held down Joe's hand.

"What are you going to do? It's too dangerous."

Darcy put his arms around Jo's waist and pulled her back with all his strength.

Only the system and Joe could see countless energies swarming into Joe's body along the rolled paper, the sky gradually darkened, and there seemed to be a figure roaring helplessly at Joe.

But Qiao stared at the terrifying black figure lingering in the sky without any fear in his eyes.

"Boom—"

Thunder surged in the sky, and lightning pierced the black clouds.

Something seemed to warn of the shadow of the devil overhead.

The devil hated secretly, so he had to pass his voice to Joe, coaxing in a low voice: "What do you want? I can fulfill your wish."

Joe laughed, "Guess what I want?"

The voice of the devil sounded in Joe's mind, "Do you want eternal youth? Do you want the most perfect love? Do you want the pinnacle of your career? I can give it to you."

Joe narrowed his eyes. "What a coincidence, I can do the same."

The devil was stunned, "Don't you want everyone to love you, and the most honorable person to kneel in front of you?"

Joe: "Can't I do this by myself? It depends on you?"

The devil felt something was wrong, but he really coveted this pure and powerful soul.

"I can make you completely satisfied, and I can satisfy you for any request you make."

Joe responded with a smile in his head, "Gee, you can't do that."

Devil: "Is there anything I can't do? Don't be fooled by your so-called god. I am stronger than you think."

Joe: "No, no, you misunderstood me. I'm not saying that you can't do it, but that you can't do it if you don't want to."

The devil was simply confused by what she said.

"What do you want to give me your soul!" the devil asked urgently.

Joe said slowly, "I want you."

The devil froze.

"You just...did I hear something wrong just now?"

Qiao smiled slightly, "You heard me right, I said..."

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from Joe's mind and grabbed the devil's consciousness.

The devil's consciousness was startled by this change, how could he have imagined that an ordinary person could actually catch the devil.

Soon, he noticed that the energy in his conscious body began to drain slowly, and the rate of drain was getting faster and faster.

No, if it goes on like this, it might really dissipate in this world.

The devil's consciousness broke free quickly, and he said in a smooth manner: "This is the method your god taught you? If you think this can trap me, you are too underestimating me! Don't believe your words! God's rhetoric, it's nothing more than depriving you of your faith."

Joe had a sincere expression of "hmmmm, you continue to talk".

But the devil became more and more unable to continue, and it found it was very difficult to break free.

The devil has a sense of crisis.

"You...you can't be sent by that so-called god. I've been fighting with it for so long, and it weighs a few pounds...don't I know? You...who are you? Are you How did you come into this world?"

The devil pounced with all his strength while speaking, and just when it was about to fly away, the spiritual consciousness that was holding it suddenly exploded, splitting out countless tentacles, tightly netting it, little by little. Drag back.

The devil struggled, desperately, but was pulled back and swallowed.

"what--"

He screamed and wailed, cursing Joe desperately.

Joe smiled softly, "Shh, I said I want you, didn't you agree to me? Huh?"

……

The roll paper suddenly broke, and Elijah, who was holding Joe, and Darcy, who was hugging Joe's waist, fell backwards at the same time, and the three of them fell into a ball.

"Well!"

"hiss……"

Yang looked at the three of them who fell into a ball, and blinked, "Then...that...do you need help?"

Elijah finally stood up, "Of course..."

He suddenly lost his mind, and opened his eyes wide to look at the person who was being pressed under him at this moment.

Jo lay on Darcy's body, her eyes wide open, meeting Elijah's.

Elijah's eyes moved down slowly, and he looked at his hand that was pressed in the wrong place, as if it had been scalded, and suddenly retracted.

"Sorry, I'll get up now."

He hurriedly stood up, but his foot accidentally stepped on the ice quill, slipped suddenly, and pressed down heavily again.

He seemed to fall into a dream of spreading feathers and petals.

The ambiguous fragrance of flowers made his mind a mess.

Mr. Darcy at the bottom was hit hard one after another, and he could hardly stand it anymore.

He stretched out his hand to hold Joe's arm, and said in pain and helplessness, "Joe, get up first."

Joe looked at Elijah.

Elijah apologized in a low voice, "Sorry, it's because of me."

He stood up again, much more carefully this time.

After he stood still, he held out his hand to Joe.

Joe took Elijah's hand and looked up at him.

Elijah has a handsome appearance, and those firm eyes are especially impressive.

Elijah avoided her gaze and pulled Joe up, "Sorry for causing you a lot of trouble just now."

Joe shook his head, and turned to look at Darcy below.

Darcy raised his hand and put the back of his hand on his eyelids, his expression was weak and complicated, and his face was still faintly red.

Elijah: "This sir?"

Yang stepped forward, trying to help Darcy up.

Darcy avoids Yang's hand and sits up on the ground by himself.

He bent one leg in front of him, took a few deep breaths, and said coldly: "No need, if you make it clear in advance, we don't have to suffer this."

Yang: "Sorry."

Elijah frowned slightly.

He looked at Joe, "Are you okay? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Darcy looked at Joe at once.

Joe glanced at his palm and whispered, "I'm fine."

Elijah panicked and pressed her hand, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Joe frowned slightly.

Mr. Darcy stood up abruptly, "Let go!"

Elijah took Joe's fingertips and looked at Darcy.

The two looked at each other.

Joe said: "I am Joe Wickham, the bishop appointed by the church and His Majesty the King, and I am here to investigate the devil. You have been in that special state before because you were influenced by the devil. "

"The devil..." Elijah showed an unbelievable expression.

Yang: "What the hell happened? Why have you been writing and can't stop."

Elijah smiled bitterly, "I don't know, I only know that there was a voice in my head at that time, I couldn't hear what it said, but I felt energetic and inspired, so I kept immersing myself In my imagination, I don’t know that I have written such a long book.”

He looked at the tall hills of paper in the room.

Joe: "This is the trick of the devil. Fortunately, I have driven the devil away, and I have snatched your manuscript back from the devil's hands for you."

Joe held up one end of the scroll, smiled and said to Elijah, "I read some of them before, and they are very interesting."

Elijah's dark eyes lit up suddenly, like fireworks bursting in the night sky.

"Do you like it?"