"impossible!"

Faced with the proposal to join the "Witch Sect", Lucid refused without even thinking about it.

A joke, a suspected "inner ghost" twenty-five boy invited himself to join the "witch sect"?

There are no ghosts in it!

She is not stupid, and of course she will not agree to this "invitation" with inadvertent thoughts.

Although the "Witch Sect" is the organization of transcendents with the most beautiful women in the mystery world, is Lucid the kind of person who is bent by femininity?

If it weren’t for the fact that these “beauties” may have acquired nature, she would really...

Ahem...

Of course, these are impossible. Lucid really cannot accept the unscrupulous behavior of the "Witch Sect".

To this kind of "cult" with peculiar brain circuits, she has always held an attitude of staying away.

Hmm... "Primitive Moon" can't escape, and Lucid has nothing to do with it.

Not to mention the subjective aversion, this invitation from the "Viscount Legos" has various hidden dangers in itself, and the ghost knows what tricks this elusive "Witch of Pain" wants to play.

"Oh?"

Raising her eyebrows lightly, the Viscountess seemed a little surprised, and chuckled:

"Are you still confused about the current situation?"

With a thought-provoking smile, "Viscount Legos" walked up to Lucid, stretched out her white and slender fingers, and provoked her chin.

"..."

Lucid's pretty face couldn't help but flushed slightly, she had never had a similar experience in her entire life or even her previous life.

This is the first time.

As he rolled his eyes, the "Viscountess" flashed a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and smiled:

"Or... Are you suspicious of the fact that I invited you to join the sect?"

"..."

Lucid did not answer this question.

This is the obvious thing, as long as a normal person can't easily believe this kind of nonsense, right?

This is not logical at all! A fool would believe such nonsense.

Seeing the unconcealed questioning color on Lucid's soft and delicate face, she narrowed her eyes slightly and said softly:

"If you don't believe it... I can even take an oath, uh... the formal and effective kind."

"Eh?!"

Lucid's face couldn't help showing a look of surprise, this "witch" actually seemed to be serious?

This is not occult!

After blinking, she felt that her mind seemed to be unable to turn around.

"Viscountess" What is this picture? Do you really count as one if you catch one? "Witch Sect"...is it so open?

Lucid was a little confused. The eyes that looked at the "witch" in front of her also became more and more suspicious.

She even began to suspect that there was a certain error in her initial inference, so that the development of the matter became more complicated and confusing.

It's so meow, I can't imagine it at all!

Join the "Witch Sect"? Get into the "perverted" family?

Thinking of this seemingly good scene, Lucid couldn't help but toss at the corner of his mouth, and refused with a bit of toothache:

"No, I can't get along with the'Witch Sect'! And don't want to change my belief...!"

When she said this, she was inexplicably guilty, and she didn't know why, and her tone didn't seem as firm as before, and she seemed to soften a little bit inexplicably.

"Oh?"

The "Viscountess" who was rejected again was even more surprised, and the eyes of the "witch" who "swear to the death" in front of her became more and more playful.

"This is really interesting..."

After groaning blankly for a moment, she suddenly smiled and said softly:

"Don't you want the next potion formula? Join us and you can get it..."

"Grumbling."

Hearing this, Lucid couldn't help swallowing, his eyes moved slightly.

Regarding the "happiness" formula... she is indeed quite greedy.

Unlike the people of the "Tarot Society" in the original book, it is very difficult for an extraordinary person to be promoted now.

It would be better if the organization of the extraordinary is backed, as for the wild extraordinary...

That would be too difficult.

Not to mention that there is no systematic knowledge, the formula problem is even more daunting.

Although Lucid can be regarded as a "night watcher" now, it didn't help her promotion at all.

After all, "Schilling Frein" is just a divination, and "Witch" is a sequence that can't be beaten. It is impossible to get relevant help from the "Night Watcher".

This is why she is greedy with the "happy" formula.

Purchasing in the "extraordinary gatherings" everywhere is also a feasible way, but the time it takes is not controllable. God knows how long it will take to get it.

In this precarious "secret" world, it is always right to be stronger without "out of control".

So after hesitating for a while, Lucid's throat moved slightly and made his own answer:

"Sorry... I refuse!"

The "Happy" formula is tempting~lightnovelpub.net~ but joining the "Witch Sect" is also unacceptable to Lucid.

In living in the world, a person must always have some persistence... For example, before he crosses, he has set up "killing and not dressing".

Well, it’s different now...

...

"The Viscountess"'s face sank, and she squinted slightly, looking at the witch who "would rather die than surrender" without saying a word.

The forest began to become quiet, and only the sounds of insects and birds in the woods could be heard.

Looking at the "witch" who seemed to be about to tear her face in front of her, Lucid squeezed a sweat.

Being like "I don't know what's good or bad"... Will it make her an angry killer?

Although according to her own speculation, there shouldn't be any major problems...There is also an "Azik Bronze Whistle" as insurance, but for some reason, she always feels vaguely flustered.

This is not so good.

Finally, after a moment of silence, the "Viscountess" raised her hand.

Lucid's eyes condensed, staring at her every move intently, and the brass whistle in his palm was pinched tighter.

But seeing the "witch" in front of her shook her head slightly and sighed:

"You... let's go."

There was a trace of complexity in her eyes, and she waved her hand to loosen the shackles of the "witch" in front of her.

"..."

I finally guessed it right!

Lucid secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but on the surface he made an "unbelievable" expression "just right" and opened his mouth wide and "dumb."

But at this moment, she heard the voice of "Viscount Legos" again:

"If I can, I want to make a deal with you."

After a pause, she added:

"About the deal for the "happiness" recipe."

"Eh?"

Lucid's eyes widened, what's the situation?