Chapter 140: The Devil's Heart is Extremely Poisonous

  Looking at Lazell wailing on the ground, the Minotaur threw the eyeball in his hand to a nearby Death Spirit Mage and knocked Lazell unconscious with one palm, saying: "Help me deal with this eyeball, I think it's a great collectible. You should be able to make it as smooth as glass, right? By the way, next is your turn, I hope there will be some unpleasantness like just now."

  After witnessing the strength of the Minotaur, these mages all put aside their own thoughts and introduced themselves one by one, explaining their own strengths. The necromancer's name was Clari, who had turned an entire village into undead due to experimenting with his newly invented magic, and was wanted by Carthage. Generally speaking, his strength could only be considered as above average, but not particularly strong.

  Two alchemists were left in the end, and the male alchemist, who had tried his own medicine, sometimes couldn't control his behavior. He killed his wife, who was his assistant, due to the strange hallucinations caused by the medicine, and just as he was talking to Mo Yan, his hallucination recurred, and when he smashed a bottle of poison on the ground, the cow-headed man's fist exploded his head.

  The woman who stayed behind was called Sabulia, an ordinary poisoner, wanted for providing poison to a group of assassins known as the Corvus, and murdering the Grand Duke of her country. Among this group of people, she could be said to be the safest, Mo Yan didn't have to worry that she would do something too dangerous at any time, at most she would only provide poison to others.

  The last one, like Riesz, was an elemental mage who, after Mo Yan's consideration, also stayed behind. This man had murdered his own mentor to obtain a certain magical item. His strength was barely average, but he could still help Riesz out, being a fully educated mage and all.

  After reviewing this batch of practitioners, Mo Yan was generally satisfied with the results, except for the office destroyed by Lazell which made him a bit annoyed. The practitioners who came were not too dangerous and only needed some proper control to avoid the dangers they might bring.

  However, the alchemist who had his right eye dug out by the Minotaur was not as lucky as the other three and could not directly enter Riesz's mage tower. This loli-con who ran his mouth off at the beginning and then became twisted after being exposed, had his magic sealed by Riesz and was thrown into the SS headquarters, where he would undergo two months of training under Mo Yan until Mo Yan thought he was thoroughly subdued before being released.

  After signing a contract with these new casters, just like Riz, they were taken back to the Mage Tower by Riz. With multiple casters at Thunder Cliff, Riz automatically became their chief mage, and every move they made was not only monitored by the Party Guards but also had to be accounted for by Riz.

  After dealing with the practitioner's affairs, Mo Yan looked at his own office which had been messed up and started to clean up his things. He also decided that if there were any more practitioners coming next time, he would definitely not meet them in his own office, as no one knew whether these people would suddenly take action or not.

  At this time, not far from Mo Yan's office, there was a room that was not very large but decorated with precision. In the room, there were several file cabinets, and three office desks were placed in the direction of the door. This was Emily's and two demons' workplace.

  "Has there been any progress since that night?" Lirien asked Emily, who was proofreading the documents in front of her, sent from various departments of Thundercliff, "I thought you would be more proactive after that, considering he completely misunderstood your intentions."

  "Did you eavesdrop on our conversation?" Emily stopped writing and frowned at Lirien, "And you said he misunderstood what I meant? I think I made myself clear enough back then, he's smart enough to understand my meaning."

  "The demon's hearing isn't weak, especially when you're talking not far from the bedroom." Vivian said without lifting her head, touching her pointed ears: "And you didn't say it very clearly either. The master is indeed very clever, but he has a different view on some things. He never thought that there would be humans who really fall in love with demons, so... you understand."

  "What am I supposed to do? Am I really going to tell him... that I... that I like him?" Emily said, looking a bit troubled after hearing Vivian's words. Although Emily was very clever in many things, when it came to emotional issues, she was as innocent as pure water, having never been in love before.

  "Before I tell you what to do, I'm curious as to why you'd fall for a monster like that. After all, in human eyes, the master is basically a freak. Lirius raised her head and played with the pen in her hand, looking at Emily and asking: "You don't seem like us succubi, according to the master's words, humans' aesthetics are different from ours, we've always valued power over appearance."

  "I knew what I wanted from the start, but initially I was constrained by worldly views, so I couldn't make up my mind. Now I've made a firm decision. In my eyes, he is much more perfect than Sartre's men, not only with profound knowledge but also with a very good attitude towards women." Emily said: "Although his appearance is indeed a big problem, I am trying to adapt, and when I'm ready, I will give him everything."

  "That's quite a determination." Lirien smiled and said, "If I had to go to bed with a weak guy, I'd be so disgusted that I'd vomit. Okay, since you've made up your mind, we can't keep delaying like this. When it comes to men, you have to take the initiative or he'll never know how you feel."

  Emily thought for a moment and nodded in agreement with Lilith's opinion, then continued to process her own work. Although it is no longer necessary for her to go for copying now, the amount of documents to be looked at has increased by an unknown number of times, and even some unimportant things have been handed over to others for verification. If she doesn't work hard until the end of the day, there may still be remaining things that haven't been processed.

  Just as the three people stopped talking and started doing their own things, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and a tall Minotaur single-handedly carried in an office desk and placed it in the center of the originally empty room. The room, which was not very large to begin with, instantly became somewhat cramped due to this large desk, leaving only barely enough space for people to move around.

  "My office is going to need some renovation. So, before I get my place fixed up, I'll come and squeeze in with you guys, that way you won't have to run around delivering files for me."

  As for the sounds of fighting coming from the Minotaur's room, Lilith and the others had naturally heard them, but they didn't have any intention of going to investigate or help. As for the Minotaur's strength, Lilith and the others were completely aware of it; as people who could be said to have a negative value (those with ulterior motives would understand) in terms of distance from the Minotaur, they could be said to be the most knowledgeable about his strength.

  Even if a giant dragon came, it would not be able to do anything to their master, let alone a few insignificant spellcasters. The person who provoked the incident would only await a cruel and bloody death if they had no special reason, and if the Minotaur wanted to make an example of him, even his soul would not be able to rest in peace. After all, succubi are also a type of demon, and demons are very familiar with souls.

  After a day's work, Mo Yan unexpectedly invited Emily to the most luxurious theater in the city to watch a play. Today, there was a performing troupe from Carthage that would perform some operas written by Carthaginians, although they were just stories about love between nobles and commoners, brave warriors defeating evil demons, but at least it was something Mo Yan and Emily had never seen before.

  With a wicked smile, the charming devil refused Mo Yan's request. After waiting for the two to leave the White House to watch the performance, she came to a secret place in the White House. Lilith lifted up a large flag and revealed a small door that only one person could pass through, then opened the door with a key that only she possessed.

  Behind the door was a small, dimly lit room with no windows, only illuminated by candles within. On the floor of the room was a magic circle drawn in fresh blood. The crystal ball at the center of the circle was flashing with light, and it had taken the demon a great deal of trouble to obtain these things in order to protect its secrets.

  "He heard our words and has already learned Emily's intentions." Lirius placed a small piece of red cloth, cut into a precise shape, in the center of the magic circle, beginning some preliminary preparations for the spell, saying: "I hope Emily can make him fall in love with her, then we'll have one more condition met. At that time, we can use her heart to complete the ritual we need."

  "That's right." Vivian stood on the other side of the magic circle, urging the magical power in her body and smiled at Lirius who was illuminated by the candlelight: "Provided that... if our beloved master is killed by our witchcraft before that..."

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