I loaded the gods module

Chapter 93
The mirror was howling heart-piercingly.

It's terrified, it's mad, it's out of control.

A look of horror appeared on the face of Grand Duke Campbell. He saw cracks appearing one after another on the surface of the mirror, and the dark colors bloomed like blooming flowers.

Behind that pale and treacherous face appeared countless indistinct illusory arms. They grasped the cracks on the surface of the mirror, as if they wanted to climb outwards, and the heart-pounding screams swayed round after round. Such a sound!
The cutlery and delicacies on the dining table instantly flew in all directions under the impact, the out-of-control extraordinary characteristics expanded, and those illusory arms frantically extended from the cracks on the surface of the mirror!

The black arms of the abyss creature 'makeup artist' grabbed the Grand Duke's face.

Everything happened so fast and so suddenly that there was no time to react.

Grand Duke Campbell uttered a scream immediately, and the middle-aged noble only felt a sharp pain in his face, as if countless knives were cutting his face.

His appearance became more and more youthful.

But in the next moment, layers of ice crystals spread over in an instant, the silver hair fluttered without wind, and the azure halo of snowflakes spun rapidly under the girl's feet.

Those pitch-black arms protruding from the crack let go of Duke Campbell's face, turned to prop up the broken mirror body, and moved quickly.

The arms alternate, the mirror body is the main body, it climbs up the exquisite arched window as quickly as a spider, and the out-of-control mirror is running away.

But before Natalie could continue to make any moves, a snake-like flame shattered the window and swept in!

The giant flame snake twined the spider-like mirror layer by layer in an instant, and amidst the shocking and strange screams, the mirror was finally rolled into pitch-black coke by the flames.

At the same time, a figure leaped over the silver-haired girl to the top of the dining table in an instant, and helped up the obviously much younger Duke Campbell who had fallen on the ground.

Natalie breathed a sigh of relief. The other party was the unnamed butler who had accompanied Grand Duke Campbell for many years.

"Master...what happened here!?"

The old butler in a tuxedo with a calm and pretentious face glanced at everyone present with sharp eyes: "Could it be that an assassin sneaked in?"

"No...that terrible mirror suddenly went mad..."

At this moment, the Grand Duke's eldest son made a trembling voice. The elder brother who had sharply accused Natalie just now was shivering under the dining table.

"The 'makeup artist' created by the abyss suddenly lost control? How is this possible?"

The butler frowned tightly, the mirror had naturally passed the Grand Duke's inspection before it was put into the hands of the Grand Duke, and there was obviously nothing wrong with it...

Although it has not been officially identified by the Artisan Association, the stability of the 'makeup artist' is definitely at the forefront of magical props, and it is absolutely impossible to get out of control for no reason...

It must have received some extreme stimulation.

"I...I'm in so much pain..." At this moment, the Grand Duke's panting sound reached everyone's ears. He covered his much younger face, and his body was still shaking uncontrollably.

"No...no...why did it become like this...my father..."

At this moment, Natalie's elder brother Len got out from under the table, and scrambled to the side of the middle-aged nobleman.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his finger, pointed at the silver-haired girl's face and shouted tremblingly: "If you had taken the mirror in the first place, father would not have become like this! It's all your fault!"

Natalie looked at the distorted young man in front of her expressionlessly, and the silver-haired girl's eyes were full of contempt and disgust at this moment.

"Brother Lun, I remember that you also awakened the family's bloodline ability, the cold winter domain..."

She asked, "Why did you hide under the dining table instead of helping your father at the first moment of danger?"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up! What do you know?! I am the heir of the courage family!"

The young man's face turned red, and under his anger, a halo of snowflakes appeared under his feet, and the surrounding temperature began to drop rapidly again: "What qualifications do you have to judge my actions?!"

He screamed, "Why are you so calm? I think the mirror's runaway must have something to do with you!"

"Okay, okay, Master Lun, please don't doubt your family easily. This matter still needs to be investigated in detail."

At this moment, the butler beside him sighed deeply: "Go back to your bedroom, children."

"No." Lun refused. He held the Grand Duke's arm, with a concerned look on his face: "I want to accompany my father."

Natalie turned and left.

The family dinner ended badly.

Immediately afterwards, under the orderly arrangement of the housekeeper, the servants in the manor began to operate, and the injured Grand Duke was immediately placed in a safe bedroom to wait for treatment.

But it's enough, after all, the life of the 'makeup artist' is irreversible.

The Grand Duke who planned to sacrifice his daughter in exchange for benefits, after all, paid a tragic price because of his greed.

I hope he has a better life for the rest of his short life.

There is still a month to go until the king's banquet is officially held.

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click... click... click...

The rhythmic sound of the pendulum echoed in the chaotic mist, covering up the sound of leather shoes breaking dead branches, and covering up the faint sound of whimpering.

Something flitted past in the mist, it has been hovering over the world, and its red pupils inspected all the creatures that stepped into the mist.

"I'm back, Xiao Mo."

The next moment, the man's hoarse voice penetrated the mist, and the light of the lantern broke through the thick mist, outlining a tall and thin figure.

He was wearing a black coat, lined with a white shirt, and the neckline was meticulously arranged.

The man's face was actually quite handsome, but it was a pity that the hideous scar extending from his throat to the side of his face completely ruined his handsomeness, and instead added a daunting aura to him.

He held a lantern in one hand, and if one looked carefully, there seemed to be a figure curled up inside the man's lantern... The painful wail came from the mouth of the figure inside the lantern...

At this moment, accompanied by the man's words, the black shadow hovering above the mist uttered a sharp cry, and then, the crow's black feathers slowly fell.

The man stretched out his hand to hold the feather, and whispered reverently.

"I will pay tribute to the coming of the dawn."

The strange pendulum sounded again.

The crow circled and croaked, and then, it waved its black feathers, splitting into two, splitting into four... The mighty flock of crows turned into huge pointers in the sky!
The fog dissipated, and an illusory road appeared where the pointer pointed.

"The rules of the night watchman really need to be changed..."

The man shook his head helplessly: "It's so troublesome to return to the stronghold every time."

"It is precisely because the Night Watchmen of the Saffre Kingdom did not have these troublesome rules that they disappeared forever in the starlight."

A crow flew to the man's shoulder and made an old voice: "Stop talking nonsense, Ron, get out of here quickly! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Yes, yes, my dear leader..."

Ron stared at the dead fish eyes and boarded the illusory road. The next moment, the figure of the man disappeared in place.

The huge black pointer also turned into nothingness, and the thick fog was healed again.

Only the crows were left singing.

(End of this chapter)