Five Hundred and Eighty-Eight — "Indolence"

"tick..."

In a daze, Emilia heard such a sound of water droplets.

The surrounding air was a little icy cold.

The feeling of damp is everywhere.

There is a solid feeling of stone behind it.

The hands and feet seemed to be bound by something.

Under such circumstances, Emilia gradually regained her consciousness.

"Well…"

With a soft moan, Emilia slowly opened her eyes.

The moment Emilia opened her eyes, a face came into view.

It was a creepy face.

Pale without a trace of blood.

Thin as if only bones remained.

The eyes protrude slightly from their sockets.

Inside, there are crazy emotions that can almost be called without a trace of reason.

Such a face stared at Emilia less than five centimeters away from Emilia's eyes.

"!"

A sense of horror rushed into Emilia's heart.

But when Emilia felt creepy, that face let out a piercing laugh.

He was obviously smiling, but tears flowed from the other party's eyes.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh…!"

It was a cry full of emotion.

Immediately, the other person's face moved away from Emilia, allowing Emilia to see the whole picture of the person in front of her clearly.

I saw a man wearing a priest-like cassock, with green hair on his head, and his skin all over his body seemed to be necrotic, showing a frightening paleness. He was holding his body with his hands, weeping, While making a sound like weeping with joy.

"How...! how...! how beautiful! how beautiful!"

The madman who was crying with joy was crying and laughing at the same time, as if thanking God for allowing him to be born in this world, and as if thanking God for giving him the meaning of existence, he held his head and spoke in a trembling voice.

"The brain is trembling..."

Saying so, the madman suddenly put his finger into his mouth.

"Puchi..."

Amidst the cracking sound of the skin, the madman actually bit off his finger.

Blood flowed out from its mouth.

"you…!"

Emilia only felt a chill rising in her heart, and there was a look of fear in the cyanotic eyes that looked at the madman.

Not for anything else, just because the behavior and actions of the madman are too incomprehensible.

However, the other party ignored Emilia's reaction at all, and twisted her body while holding her head as if immersed in her own world.

"This is just like in the legend! No! It's the real body! The silver-haired half-demon! It's right in front of me now! This is also the favor bestowed on me by the witch! Love love love love love love love!"

Such a madman who was moved and screamed like no one else, put his fingers into his mouth one by one, and bit them open one after another, so that the blood stained his teeth, and also stained the bitten off fingers. , The bright red color is so dazzling in the dim space.

As if completely unaware of the pain, the maniac was injuring himself.

Senseless self-harm.

At least, for the kind-hearted Emilia, such a scene is both meaningless and extremely shocking.

At the moment, Emilia couldn't help but look away, but instead found out what kind of situation she was in now.

What is in front of me is a dark and dim space, which seems to be an underground cave somewhere.

And Emilia was bound by chains in the deepest part of the cave, tied to a rock, unable to move her body at all.

"I…"

Aware of her current situation, Emilia was startled for a moment, then finally remembered.

I should have been on the battlefield.

On the battlefield against the white whale.

However, just when Emilia was about to step forward to help out because of Fang Li's vigorous activity, suddenly, the back of her neck seemed to be hit hard.

Then, when Emilia regained consciousness, she arrived here.

"why…"

The brain that had just woken up hadn't fully functioned smoothly, and was shocked by the incomprehensible behavior of the madman in front of her, so Emilia couldn't react.

However, at this time, the madman who was self-harming there suddenly stopped laughing and crying, and turned his heart-palpitating crazy eyes to Emilia's body, and his head tilted directly into Turned at ninety degrees, as if his neck had been snapped, he spoke without emotion.

"Excellent timing! Although I really want to hold the trial at this time! But it seems impossible! Ah! This is also the test given to me by the witch! Yes! I know! This is the test! But! But, but,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,! The test is also because of love! Love!"

The madman's tone suddenly returned to a frenzied state, his head was twisted at 90 degrees to the other side at the same angle, and then he shook his head back and forth like a pendulum, looking crazy.

For such a person, Emilia couldn't restrain her heart from timidity and fear.

However, compared to timidity and fear, Emilia noticed another fact that had to be paid attention to.

"Witch..."

Emilia's eyes on the madman changed.

"Are you a member of the Witch Cult?"

In a word, the action of the madman came to an abrupt stop.

Immediately, the madman laughed.

"This is really rude! Since I forgot to report the name of the important test subject! Ahh! Witch! Please forgive my laziness! Forgive me!"

The yelling madman suddenly hugged a stone next to him, and hit it with his head with all his strength. Amid the bang bang bang, his head was bleeding.

However, this time, Emilia was not afraid of such a crazy move, but stared at the other party with sharp eyes and questioned.

"Answer me! Are you a member of the Witch Cult?!"

Unrelenting questioning is the expression of treating a madman as an enemy.

In this regard, the madman stopped his movements again, ignoring his bloodied head, slowly turned his neck like a puppet, turned his head, and looked at Emilia, his face as pale as a corpse remained unchanged. Stiff, the body seemed to react at this time, and then turned around, making the other party face Emilia.

Immediately, the madman grinned, raised his hand, and opened it wide towards Emilia.

"Yes, that's right!"

"I! I am the Sin Archbishop of the Witch Cult! I am Petichius Romanee-Conti, a believer in lazy love!"

After finishing speaking, the Witch Cultist named Petichius bowed solemnly to Emilia, and made such a speech with an expression full of madness.

"I kept you waiting, witch." ()

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