Don't Call Me A Succubus, I'm Really Just A Warlock!

"What did you come to see me for?"

In the same position as last time, Mrs. Lois stood aside and poured tea into Moon and Shyvana's cups.

After doing this, she returned to her seat and put down the teapot.

"So madam, you are Mrs. Lois." Mu En scratched her head.

"The first time I met you, it was as if I said my name." Mrs. Lois glanced at Mu En with a charming look, and then looked at Sivana.

Sivana was eating the snacks prepared by Mrs. Lois and didn't notice the look she was looking at Mu En.

"Who is this?"

"Oh, my companion, Sivana." Mu En quickly introduced Sivana.

Sivana heard Mu En calling her name, she raised her head and glanced at Mu En, then looked at Mrs. Lois beside her, thought for a while and stretched out her hand.

"Hello."

"Hello."

Mrs. Lois smiled and shook Shyvana's hand.

"I came here this time to ask you something, Madam." Mu En said.

"Well, I will tell you whatever I know."

“Did you know that there is a sculpture of a man with no facial features in this town?”

"Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"It seems that Madam, you know." Mu En looked at Madam Lois, "I woke up this morning and found that a festival was starting in the town. I asked someone and found out that this is a day called Victory Day. festival, and learned about a custom in the town, which is that on the day of the festival, everyone in the town must go to a sculpture of a man without facial features and offer white flowers."

"What does this have to do with what you asked?" Mrs. Lois's smile gradually disappeared.

"You know, just last night, someone said something to me." Mu En said, "He told me to try to leave the town in the past two days."

"Originally, I didn't care." Mu En leaned forward. He was closer to Mrs. Lois, and his voice was lowered.

Mrs. Lois looked at the young man's face in front of her, which was only a few dozen centimeters away from her, and her breathing became inexplicably rapid.

“But after I learned about Victory Day, I wondered if something bad related to Victory Day would happen in these two days.

So I was asked to leave town for two days. "

After Mu En finished speaking, he retracted his body and leaned back on the chair.

"So, madam, since you know something, then tell it properly."

"Haha." Mrs. Lois suddenly laughed.

"You must know something about that man's sculpture." She fell into memories.

"I don't want to lie to you. Did you know that the man sculpture is actually my ex-husband?"

"Oh?" Mu En's interest was aroused, and even Sivana pricked up her ears to listen.

"Almost eighteen years ago," Mrs. Lois said, "I was not divorced at that time. My ex-husband was named David, who was also a noble. His original territory was where Baron Bernard's current manor is."

"He and I have always been very loving, but suddenly one day, I discovered something was wrong with him."

"I will omit the specific process. The result is that I found that he was conspiring with the monster."

"Yes, you heard it right, it's a monster. There are hundreds of monsters that sneaked through the Winter Fortress and came here. Among these monsters, one still retains wisdom."

"My ex-husband conspired with this intelligent monster, preparing to cooperate with the monster to overthrow the town, and then pretend to drive the monster away, obtain meritorious service, report it to the Northern Council, and obtain the position of mayor."

"He didn't expect that I would find out all this."

"I persuaded him many times, but he never gave up the idea. For selfish reasons, I did not tell the people in the town the truth about the monster attack. I just gathered the town residents in the name of my ex-husband to resist the monster and wait until Lin Winter Fortress support arrives.”

"In the end, I divorced him, but because I used his name to resist monsters at that time, he was the person the town residents thanked in the end."

"That's why, every year on Victory Day, every resident of the town holds white flowers and places them under his sculpture."

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Lois took a long breath, then took a sip of tea and remained silent for a long time.

It's obvious that this is a scar inside her.

Mu En didn't expect that this was actually the case.

Judging from the appearance of Mrs. Lois, she was hit hard at the beginning.

According to her words, when she first discovered the truth, she was still very affectionate with her ex-husband.

So the choice she has to face later is to choose a husband or a small town.

After an ideological struggle, she chose a small town.

Combined with the description of his noble title and the origin of the manor when he first met Baron Bernard, Mu En quickly sorted out the origin of the matter.

But there was something he didn't know about.

That's how Mrs. Lois's ex-husband ruined the family fortune.

Because the final outcome of this ex-husband was that after losing all his family property, he was fed and fed by Baron Bernard for a period of time, and then disappeared.

But this intermediate experience is harmless, and it doesn’t affect anything if I don’t know.

"Then what will happen on Victory Day, that is, tomorrow, is Mrs. Lois' ex-husband's revenge on the town."

Mu En thought, "It may also be revenge on Mrs. Lois. After all, she was the one who stopped this conspiracy."

Finally, who is the beggar? Why does he know this?

Lady Lois' ex-husband?

It doesn't look like it.

"Okay, I already know what I want to know, so let's get out of here first."

Mu En said goodbye to Mrs. Lois.

"goodbye."

"goodbye."

Mrs. Lois raised her hand and waved. She looked a little tired.

After taking Sivana away from here, Mu En walked towards the hotel.

He wanted to go back and discuss with the tavern owner to see what to do next.

...

"What's mine is ultimately mine."

The beggar stood on a high cliff outside the town, overlooking the entire town.

In fact, he only came back here in the past few months and put on some disguises, but no one recognized his true identity.

He held a small knife in his right hand, and a water ball condensed from his left hand. After slapping it on his face, he used the small knife to shave off the long beard and hair.

Gradually, as the hair fell to the ground, the appearance of a middle-aged man appeared in front of him.

He wasn't handsome, but he wasn't ordinary either.

His eyes were very cold.

All the arrangements were completed within these few months as a beggar.

Then, next, it’s time to harvest.