Hate me, Miss Witch

Chapter 3: The traveler’s imagination seems to be a little bit dimensionally reduced.

The manor fell into an eerie silence and was in a mess.

"Anlina Tazela, hereditary Lord, is the second-level wanted target of the Bureau of Administration. He is suspected to be related to several missing persons cases in Lesa City."

Char yawned and routinely repeated the announcements required in the mission regulations manual.

"According to the Fifth Amendment jointly promulgated by the military and the command bureau, as the executor of the wanted mission, I have the right to exercise law enforcement powers within certain limits after locking in the evidence."

Although the other party's thoughts seemed to be continuing, Anlina no longer had the time to listen.

Because she had recognized the badge on the chest of the person named Char.

That is the school emblem of Saint Laurent College, the top beast-controlling school in the imperial capital, which is very different from the lower-level colleges here in Resa.

The other party was not alarmist. Some of the senior students at Saint Laurent College indeed had abilities comparable to those of mid-level beast masters, and were eligible to be employed by the military, the governing bureau and even the Holy See.

Anlina's eyes turned slightly, and her gaze stayed for a moment on Xia Ya's inconspicuous, even simple clothes.

If not, the other party would not be regarded as one of those country people and recruited into this manor.

"Although you are from Saint Laurent College, judging from your clothes, you should be just a commoner or a member of the minor aristocracy."

"Obviously he has excellent beast-controlling talents, but he is limited by evolutionary resources and strengthening materials. He has to devote himself to a big force in order to earn a reward that is not worth mentioning."

"The descendants of those big shots will not take risks to take on these dirty wanted missions."

Anlina turned slightly sideways, her plump curves outlined in a decent evening dress, and spoke in a hoarse voice that was different from her previous voice.

"My pet beast is very special. It does not need to consume those precious extraordinary materials to grow. As a noble, I have accumulated a lot of pure wealth over the years."

"In exchange, I won't make it difficult for you. Give me two hours. After two hours, you can report the mission failure to the command bureau."

"Believe me, the entire net worth of a hereditary noble is definitely higher than the reward offered by the command bureau."

Xia Ya raised his eyebrows in surprise. The other party's cooperation exceeded his expectations.

He shook his head: "You can't give me what I want."

"How do you know if you don't tell me?" Anlina waved the dagger and tore open the clothes on her shoulders, revealing her white skin and the looming depth: "Maybe the price I can pay is higher than you imagine. Do you want more?"

"Unfortunately, although you have big breasts, being a yandere is not part of my diet."

"It's okay to see it in the second dimension. If it really happens in reality, I think it would be more appropriate to dispose of it harmlessly."

Xia Ya took out a tissue from his pocket: "Of course, if you can give me the stone statue you found in your father's warehouse when you were nineteen years and three months old, I wouldn't mind considering it. Here’s your proposal to pay for the road trip.”

Anlina was silent for a moment.

On the one hand, he was surprised that the other party actually knew so much about his unintentional actions a few years ago. He was just like a perverted stalker. God knows how much information the other party had about him.

On the other hand, this stalker who, according to common sense, should be extremely obsessed with him, when he heard the temptation that he issued in conjunction with the pet beast's mental skills, although he said regret on his lips, there was clear clarity in his black eyes. Not the slightest waver.

Moreover, it is indeed impossible for him to give up that stone sculpture.

If she hadn't accidentally obtained the magical stone sculpture from a relic passed down from her ancestors, it would have been impossible for her to become a beast master with a mediocre soul and no talent at all.

It is even more impossible for a Huawudie whose racial level is only at the awakening level to advance to the evil and powerful nightmare butterfly that can now devour souls.

Once you have tasted the taste of power, you will never let go of the source of that power. "So I said, you can't give me what I want. In order to save everyone's time, we should hurry up and go through the process and get it done."

Xia Ya wiped his mouth with a tissue and glanced at the dark butterfly floating silently in mid-air behind Anlina: "Speaking of which, after procrastinating for so long, it should be almost finished."

Almost at the same time as Char's last words fell.

Wisps of black mist suddenly and silently spread over the butterfly shape composed of black mist.

Then in an instant, it covered the walls and dining tables in the auditorium.

Until, Xia Ya's figure was completely submerged into it.

"Finally finished."

Looking at the black mist that engulfed the opponent, Anlinna held back the feeling of weakness deep in her soul caused by the high-level skills of the pet beast, and let out a sigh of relief.

She knew that those who were qualified to undertake the secret mission of the Commanding Bureau must be the best in Saint Laurent Academy. Although they looked young, the level of beast masters should not be low, and it was not impossible to even be stronger than herself.

If he was really allowed to summon his pet beasts to fight openly, then he, who was not good at fighting head-on, would have no confidence.

"However, after all, he is just a student of the Beast Control Academy. Although he is not weak in strength, he lacks practical experience."

A real battle between beast masters is not the kind of ring competition in the beast master academy. You have to wait for both sides to summon their pet beasts and get into formation. There are even rules that do not allow pet beasts to directly attack the beast master.

And her pet beast Nightmare Butterfly has a high-level skill "Remnant Dream" that can be activated silently, allowing the beast master to be dragged into a mental illusion without any defense.

Although after activation, Anlina herself and the Nightmare Butterfly will also be restricted and unable to move, but the mental illusion created by "Remnant Dream" will continue to produce the most frightening virtual and real phantoms until they are trapped. The soul of the person who enters is exhausted, and then it is swallowed alive.

It can be said that once "Remnant Dream" is successfully activated, unless the opponent reaches the level of a fourth-ring master beast master, he can rely on the strength of his mental power to forcefully break away from the illusion.

Otherwise, even if it is a high-level beast master of the third ring, as long as he is trapped in the dream world, the only possibility is that his soul will dry up.

There are only a handful of master-level beast masters even in a big city like Lesa, and it is absolutely impossible to reach them at the opponent's age.

In other words, he was already in an invincible position.

Anlina suppressed her mental weakness and threw her consciousness into the illusion of residual dreams.

This black-haired boy named Xia brought a great sense of oppression to her. She had to watch the other person's soul being devoured before she could feel at ease.

Followed by.

She stared blankly as a huge metal object with a silvery-white streamlined appearance and existing in a way that she could not understand appeared in the center of the illusion.

Then, it exploded before his eyes.

Amidst the flowing light and heat, a mushroom cloud slowly rises.

Xia Ya put his hands in his pockets and glanced at the sudden explosion in the distance that shook the entire "Remnant Dream" illusion to the point of collapse. Then he glanced at the phantom prototype of the illusory and distorted light, which seemed to be brewing something. , couldn't help but whistle.

"Let's just say——"

"Comparing your imagination with time-travelers is a bit bullying, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)