Technician’s Manual

The latest website: The person that Cecilia fears the most is the painter, the director of the Messenger Office. Even after meeting Gregory, he remains the same. Although the painter is not a sanctuary magician, he has three loyal two-wing warriors under his command, and 'Iron Fist' Kaiwei is one of them.

He wears a phantom helmet that completely covers his head, and suddenly it seems that his head has only one organ, the mouth. Every day, the color of the pattern on his helmet is different. If you look at it twice, you will feel dizzy, just like a walking sacrificial statue . His horror lies not in his cruelty, but in his insanity—when Cecilia first met the Painter, he was making her quest object into a chair. Even if he didn't pay attention to himself at all and concentrated on assembling the work in his hand, Secilia didn't dare to move, and stood by and watched the whole process.

It wasn't until the painter finished painting the chair that he said, "Actually, I want to make a table, but you seem to have more advanced tools."

The Messenger Firm is a small but highly elite artisan group, and none of its members dare to violate the will of the painter. Ambitious people think that lacquerers are opportunities for turmoil, and cruel people are here to pursue higher levels of cruelty, but more people are simply attracted by lacquerers' personality charm... Actually, lacquerers have not restricted Cecilia's stay or stay, but she was afraid, On the one hand, he couldn't help staying, as if the danger itself had a thrilling allure.

But even the painter had never made her feel such a chill that penetrated into the marrow of her bones, and her mind resisted running because of fear. She clearly smelled the scent of citrus fruits in her nose, the pink curly ponytail against her face was soft and cute, and her voice was so pleasant, but she felt that there was a giant snake behind her, licking her body with a damp and slippery tongue, It seemed as if she was going to be sucked into his stomach in the next second.

This is the devil in the urban rumors! There is more than one devil!

Then their relationship is—

"Why are you here?" Ash asked.

"The Gospel informed us that a sun-seeker spirit has entered the urban area. I haven't come to Liwan District after waiting for a long time, so I came out to take a look." Weixi stretched out her hand to pinch Cecilia's chin, and looked at her like a toy , "I didn't expect to disturb the master, you are eating supper~"

Owner! ?

Cecilia took a closer look and found that this monster in human skin was actually wearing a maid outfit, and her tone of voice was very natural when she said the master, no wonder she said that she was not qualified...Even a monster like her can only be a maid, Serhi Riya felt that she could only be a metal doll at best.

Vichy raised Cecilia's metal arm and raised his eyebrows: "Mechanical? Master, your interests are really getting wider and wider."

"Don't talk nonsense, Jian Ji will be here in a few days, I don't want to make her angry." Yaxiu said angrily: "Do you know the group of people outside?"

Vichy glanced at the voodoo office on the street outside, and shook his head: "I don't know, they messed with you? Then I'll give them a thousand-day soul refining package later, to make sure they regret being born in this world."

Ash said: "In order to trade with us, they plan to monopolize all of Azura's sun-seeking spirits. If I didn't see them robbing, I wouldn't do it."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Don't you think there is a problem?"

"Isn't it great that an organization is willing to help us collect the sun-seeking magic spirit? Anyway, we can get the sun-seeking magic spirit." Vichy said: "This is the direction I want to guide. Compared with scattered transactions, someone takes the lead Isn't it more convenient to trade with us with a large number of sources?"

"But when the time comes, they will be able to monopolize the sun-seeking magic spirit..." Yaxiu realized it from the look in Vichy's eyes looking at the fool in the middle of his speech-Vichy didn't intend to do a fair deal at all, she just wanted to pass the first few days. This transaction gave mortals a little sweetness, and seduced them to monopolize Shuling to concentrate a large amount of goods, thinking that they could ask the devil for sky-high prices, but what awaited them was the mockery of the ghost prophet.

Vichy is indeed a devil. What she is best at is using greed to seduce mortals step by step into the abyss of eternal doom. Thousands of years ago, she must have used this routine to completely drain all the value of the victim. Axiu couldn't even accuse them, because the sun-seeking magic spirits are very important to them, and the magicians who are caught by greed will inevitably commit murder for monopoly, and Vichy's killing them to refine their souls is not a violation. Ash's order.

But if Ashura acquiesces in this behavior this time, Vichy will inevitably adopt more radical methods in the future to lower his moral bottom line a little bit.

After finally being quiet for three months, this bad woman started to move around again, and I can't scold her... Yaxiu rubbed his temples and said, "Don't do this."

"Understood, my dear master." Vichy said casually, scratching Cecilia's chin: "It's better to complete this transaction now."

Before she knew it, she was already sitting next to Cecilia, holding Cecilia in her arms. However, Cecilia didn't feel any comfort at all, instead she felt a sense of suffocation as if she was being entangled by a giant python.

But when Vichy mentioned herself, Cecilia still summoned up her courage and said, "My wish is to follow you! I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do, as long as I stay by your side!"

After she finished speaking, she felt her face was hot. She never thought that she would be so bold and impulsive. Just thinking about it made her feel that she had made such a vow of almost dedication to a mysterious existence who had known a devil for less than an hour. She looks like a **** fool... But she has an inexplicable intuition that if she misses this opportunity, she will spend the rest of her life imagining that if she can be brave this summer night, everything will be different.

The only thing Cecilia was afraid of was that if she took the initiative, the other party would despise her... But she raised her head and saw the corners of Ashura's mouth slightly upturned, and her shyness could not be concealed in her smile.

"Thank you." He said sincerely, "Thank you for appreciating me so much."

Cecilia was stunned, looking down at her knees, her eyes were filled with soreness, and she wished she could get under the table and hide.

Vichy sniffed at her neck, as if savoring fine wine: "What a stubborn and tenacious soul... well, there are three points of ambition, three points of anger, three points of ruthlessness, and a little love brain, and the talent is not bad." , the hair is still wine red."

"You are actually a very good girl, but unfortunately, we have too many girls like you." Vichy chuckled, "You are late."

She could bear it just now, but after being ridiculed by Vichy like this, Cecilia couldn't bear it anymore, her eyes were watery, and she could only wipe the tears with the cold metal back of her hand. She didn't know why she couldn't control her emotions. She could keep silent when she was tortured by neurons and phantom limb pain every month. Now she just didn't get it, but she felt as sad as losing it.

"Don't tease her." Ashura said angrily, "Cecilia, can I call you that?"

"Um."

"You may have misunderstood something, but I'm not...the leader of a cult, I don't accept followers." Ashura paused, and said, "If you want to make friends with me, you don't need to make a wish, I'm not the kind to accept followers." Friends pay people."

"As for you wanting to be by my side... Sorry, it's too risky for you to be by my side, and you're just impulsive. Maybe you'll wake up tomorrow and start regretting what you said tonight."

"Um."

"Don't worry, the reward I give is definitely worthy of your hard work along the way—"

Before Ashura finished speaking, Cecilia slapped the box containing the sunseeking spirit on the table. Vichy reached out to take it, but Cecilia held on to the box and stared stubbornly at Ash.

The Ghost Prophet was startled for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, and looked at the metal doll with playful malice in his eyes—

"Don't argue with the little girl."

Yaxiu patted the back of Vichy's hand with a smile, reached for the box, and took out a small glass bottle from his arms, which contained a drop of dark red liquid in the shape of a water drop: "Although it can't solve all problems, but At least you don't have to worry about most of the problems."

"Ah?" Vichy blinked: "Do you need to take out this thing? She is a silver magician..."

"She is currently being hunted down by the two-winged magician in order to fight for the sun-seeking magic spirit. This drop of essence can just protect her."

"I'll teach her the method of killing and refining the soul, and it will be easy to kill the enemy by leapfrogging!"

The corner of Yaxiu's mouth twitched: "Let's not mention whether I will allow you to teach it, but isn't your inheritance of spells much more precious than this drop of essence?"

Vichy curled her lips: "I only teach the knowledge of the golden realm, anyway, it can let her have two wings."

"Then you ended your sinful life because of killing and refining your soul, right?" Yaxiu said angrily, "Our fair trade is to satisfy their wishes as much as possible, not to push them into a pit of fire!"

He raised the bottle and said to Secilia: "This is the essence of knowledge. You don't need to remember it. You will forget it after the transaction is over. You just need to remember to keep it with you. It can increase your success rate in summoning the spirit." , to reduce the difficulty for you to cast miracles, other magicians will be affected within ten meters of you, the difficulty of casting spells will increase, and the probability of miracle errors will rise sharply, even if you are chased by the two-winged magician, you can escape easily Don't provoke the Sanctuary Master."

Cecilia was taken aback when she heard it: "Is there really such an all-powerful treasure?"

This is the quintessence of knowledge that can condense the prison wings. How can the mighty power of a demigod be resisted by mortals, even if it is just a drop, it is an unimaginable treasure in the world. Yaxiu opened the bottle and poured out the liquid drops, then hooked his fingers, and the streamer butterfly that landed on Secilia's shoulder flew over to catch the liquid drops and transformed into a beautiful dark gemstone pendant.

Vichy took the pendant and put it on Cecilia, and complained: "Master, your aesthetics is really... unexpectedly refining a pure gold chain with dark red..."

"Ah? Doesn't it look good?" Yaxiu smiled embarrassedly, stood up and said, "Then I'll do it again—"

"No, it's beautiful!" Cecilia carefully held the pendant with her metal hands, as if she was afraid that she would crush it too hard, and an inexplicable force filled her whole body: "I want this!"

At this time, she felt that her head was being rubbed lightly, and she looked up to see Yaxiu looking at her with a smile on his face.

"The transaction is over, have a nice night, Sercilia."

Yaxiu turned around and walked out of the store, waving his hands without looking back: "See you next time~www.readwn.com~ little girl."

Vichy walked in front of her and bowed slightly, not as aggressive as before, she really looked like a decent and elegant maid.

Watching them go away in the rainy night, Secilia is still in a dream.

A desperate betrayal, a risky adventure, a reward from the devil... She seems to have gained a lot, but she also seems to have missed more.

The memory of the two devils is gradually fading, and she will completely forget their appearance and key information when the sun rises tomorrow. But now, she can still try her best to hold the surprise left by the devil in her hand.

The still world returned to its original state, and the splashing water droplets finally fell to the ground. There were screams one after another in the street, and the sanctuary magician whose eyes were pierced rolled on the ground. But Sercilia was not in the mood to appreciate the ugliness of her enemy, and a trace of belated resentment haunted the metal doll:

"I'm already twenty years old, I'm not a little girl anymore..."

(end of this chapter)