The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

There is a container in his hand, which contains a bright red liquid.

【prayer】

The world suddenly became completely silent, only the solemn voice of the maid was left.

A flash of horror flashed in Celishia's eyes, and the next moment, countless ice thorns condensed in anger and rushed towards the maid again, but was temporarily suppressed by those golden runes.

[With the blood of a hundred childish hearts, here is a sacrifice to the God of Melting World, the Lord of Red Sun, and the great King of Withering]

The maid crushed the container, and the blood from the hearts of a hundred children flowed slowly, but it was strangely unaffected by gravity, winding and circling like a snake.

【ask】

【give to me】

【Suppressing the power of wind and snow】

click.

Kaka.

A vortex like a black hole slowly emerges from nothingness.

An unspeakable terrifying aura escaped from the vortex, making everyone a little out of breath.

A withered palm suddenly protruded from the vortex, with five fingers spread out, as if seeking something.

The maid respectfully offered blood.

The palm returned with blood.

With a pleasant but creepy sucking sound, it sounded from the vortex.

After a while, the dry palm reappeared.

This time, there was still a strange red flame burning on the palm.

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Looking at the withered palm that was burning with coquettish flames, the maid looked calm. She stretched out her right hand—the hand holding the dagger, and placed it in front of the withered palm.

The five fingers of the withered palm gradually tightened, and slowly held the maid's right wrist.

chi chi...

The coquettish flame jumped up, and the stench of burning flesh filled the room.

The maid's face was pale, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead, as if she was enduring some extreme pain.

But in her eyes, fanaticism was brewing, as if a believer was witnessing a miracle!

After a while, the withered palm let go of the maid's wrist and retracted into the black hole-like vortex.

The terrifying aura disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

But those coquettish flames still remained, on the right hand of the maid, with the dagger, burning blazingly!

"Evil priest?"

Celishia's voice returned to this world again, with unspeakable anger:

"You gutter rats, how dare you appear in front of me?"

"Mice? To Her Royal Highness, we are indeed just mice."

The maid raised her eyes, flames were reflected in her cold eyes, and she had a pretty pale face with Celishia.

Look sarcastic:

"But, noble princess, you are about to be killed by a lowly mouse."

The maid disappeared again.

Then appeared in front of Celishia.

The flaming dagger pierced Celishia's heart mercilessly at a tricky angle.

"Hmph, dreaming!"

Celishia let out a cold snort, and a more terrifying chill burst out from her delicate body, and everything around her was instantly torn into pieces by the extreme cold and storm.

But only for an instant.

For a very short moment, it couldn't even affect the maid who was already close at hand, but just shifted the dagger in her hand slightly.

Because the next moment, that chill suddenly disappeared.

Yes, without warning, suddenly, unexpectedly, disappeared.

Celishia was stunned for a moment, but soon recovered, she looked at the flame burning in the maid's right hand.

"Sure enough, is this the power to restrain me?"

Celishia's ice comes from the blessing of the gods, which is different from ordinary frost magic, and represents the power of rules.

Freeze everything.

That's what the rules are about.

So in theory, even the flames, she can freeze them directly!

But this power has been unable to work for the time being, and she can't even condense the ice sword she has in hand.

For another law that completely restrained her was burning on the maid's right hand and dagger!

"But you think this will kill me?"

Celishia quickly calmed down.

Her strength is not just due to the gift of the gods!

Before the maid's second attack came, she suddenly stepped forward, advancing instead of retreating!

The slender five fingers were closed together to form a palm, and there was a bitter fighting spirit in the palm, and it slapped the maid's chest fiercely!

"Almost forgot, His Highness's martial arts should not be underestimated, but it's a pity..."

The maid didn't dodge, but directly slapped Celishia.

The grudges clashed and fell into a brief stalemate.

The severe wind pressure blew the maid's neatly trimmed short ear-length hair.

She still looked indifferent.

"It's a pity that because you usually use ice swords, you, who are good at sword skills, don't have an ordinary long sword that can defend yourself.

And because of your overconfidence, you don't even bother to carry a defensive magister with you. "

"!"

Celishia was still indifferent, but there was an invisible flicker in the depths of her eyes.

"so--"

The fighting spirit in the maid's palm suddenly reversed, and she sucked Celishia's palm.

She suffered a lot of injuries in an instant with one blow from Celishia, but it was also because of this that Celishia had nowhere to escape!

"So I think I can still kill you."

The maid's right hand had already been raised in advance. She held the dagger behind her back and aimed at the vital point to ensure the accuracy, strength, and one-hit kill of the blow.

Death, raised his sickle again.

This time, it was desperate.

……

"Fuck, what the hell am I thinking?"

Mu En, who was huddled in the corner, suddenly slapped herself forcefully, to wake herself up from the irresistible temptation, but absolutely shouldn't have thoughts.

It's hard to imagine that he wanted Celishia to die just now!

Let Celia be killed by that assassin for her own selfish desires!

"Indeed, if Celishia dies, then no one will hold me accountable for violating the princess, and I will be able to live temporarily."

"But, after doing that to a pure girl, I still think about taking her life?"

"What kind of ultimate invincible scumbag am I? Celishia is innocent!"

Mu En punched hard on the ground, and the severe pain made him calm down a lot.

It was precisely because of this that the sense of self-blame gradually rose and occupied his entire heart.

That's right, from the beginning to the end, from the beginning to the end, Celishia is innocent, Celishia has not made any mistakes.

She was only invited to this room because of Mu En's cowardice, drugged because of Mu En's meanness, and her purity was taken away because of Mu En's stupidity.

Now, she may lose her life here because of Mu En's secrets.

She shouldn't be like this, she could have met the person she loves and lived a happy life like in the original book.

She didn't deserve to die here!

"No, I can't just watch Celishia die, I have to help her!"

Mu En clenched her fists, a trace of determination appeared in her eyes.

But when he raised his head and looked at the battle between Celishia and the assassin, that determination quickly dissipated.

"How can I help?"

He couldn't even see the assassin's movements clearly.

He also has no blessing from the gods.

He recognized the assassin's [prayer], which was a kind of existence called the evil priest in the original book, a way to obtain power from the evil god in the form of sacrifice.

That's not the level of power he should be exposed to now.

He is the son of the pampered duke, the yellow-haired villain whose only role is to pave the way for the protagonist.

He is also an ordinary first-year student at the Santa Maria Academy of Magic, and during this year, he spent most of his time in wasteland, and the only magic he can think of at this moment is the useless lighting technique.

He couldn't help Celishia at all.

"Maybe, if I don't make trouble, it's the best help for her?"

It's like some heroines in TV dramas who have no ability but help more and more with a kind heart. It's the best choice for him to watch like this now.

"Celecia will definitely win, definitely! She is so strong, she doesn't need my help at all." Mu En muttered to herself, as if trying to convince herself.

……

click.

Mu En suddenly heard a crisp sound from behind, like the sound of a door lock being opened.

"It's almost over, you can go, Moon Campbell."

That weak voice that appeared once, sounded in Mu En's ear again.

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"Walk?"

Mu En suddenly widened her eyes and looked towards the door of the room.

The door no longer gave him the sense of closure it had before, and it seemed that it could really be opened directly.

Mu En subconsciously held the doorknob and pressed it hard.

click.

The door opened.

Through the light and shadow in the crack of the door, you can see the bright corridor outside.