Pastor's Tantra

"...As many as you want?"

Prince Szijjarto murmured subconsciously: "How is that possible? His money didn't come from the strong wind..."

He suddenly realized something and opened his eyes wide: "Could it be... that it's counterfeit money?"

"You still don't understand - living in the Palace of Triumph, you lack some political common sense and social insight. If no one will file a case to investigate the counterfeit coins made by the Earl, then it is considered real; as long as people can use it When it buys something, its value remains.”

The middle-aged police inspector subconsciously wanted to refute Prince Szijjarto's words, in order to show his higher status and broader knowledge in front of the lady: "The loan sharks issued by the goblins will make the entire Star Antimony economy collapse. . The wealth of our planet is being absorbed overseas by the goblins through various means.

"And the great Earl is aware of this, so he issues a large number of 'imitation gold coins' and flows into the market through various channels. This is equivalent to diluting the damage caused by loans to the economy in disguise and reducing the expropriation of goblins. The value of wealth. When their debts are paid off and the price of Xing Antimony increases several times, it means that they have not taken much from Xing Antimony.

"You know, without the protection of the Earl, the Xing Antimony market would have been ruined by those damn goblins - they don't understand anything! They are still here to comment from above!"

The more the middle-aged police inspector spoke, the more excited he became and his blood boiled: "We only do such things for the Earl! Everyone believes in the Earl!"

His heart was beating loudly, his face was red and purple, and the veins on his forehead were prominent. His mood also became more and more excited, as if he had drunk too much wine, and there was a faint smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth.

"oh?"

As if she had discovered something, the lady suddenly stared at his face and eyes carefully for a while.

Suddenly, she smiled and said gracefully: "Can you open the car door for me?"

"As you wish, ma'am."

The middle-aged police inspector had no trace of Prince Szijjarto at all at this moment. The pink halo almost filled his entire pupils.

Without even looking at him, he diligently opened the car door for the woman sitting in the back seat.

When the lady walked out completely, her beautiful and dignified appearance, shining in the morning sun, made him feel dizzy.

At this moment, the middle-aged police inspector had completely forgotten that he had to find a way to lock up Prince Szijjarto. Instead, he diligently led the young lady towards the Public Security Police Station step by step. As the last pink halo swallowed up the dark red light of the road in his eyes, there was only one person and one thing left in his mind.

Aleister smiled with satisfaction.

This is the effect of her "Enchanting Card: Charming Aura" being tripled in mana.

[3 times·Spell Power: All effects of this spell are enhanced]

Because it is not five times the mana, the priority is not increased by one. However, the effect of the spell itself has been enhanced.

——Now it seems that the effect of strengthening is quite obvious.

Aleister just walked towards the security police, and their pupils had a faint pink halo.

"Sir," Aleister pointed at one of them, "can you kill him for me?"

"As you wish, ma'am."

The middle-aged police inspector took out his gun from his waist without hesitation, pointed it at the motionless man who was also watching Aleister with the same obsession, and pulled the trigger.

Unlike the small-caliber pistol like Avalon, the one in the inspector's hands was a noisy, cold and dark pistol.

The other party didn't resist at all, blood spurted from his forehead, and a cloud of blood exploded from the back of his head!

"Well, let's kill this one next."

Aleister pointed to the other policewoman.

This time, the other party seemed to react - she barely covered her forehead and pulled out the pistol from her waist.

She immediately aimed at Aleister, but after a brief hesitation, she shifted the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the middle-aged police inspector beside her and fired.

But at the moment she hesitated, the middle-aged police inspector's pistol fired, killing her instantly.

The muzzle of her gun was tilted a little, but it was pointed right at Aleister.

Aleister didn't react at all.

——[Protection from Bullets], [Protection from Slashing], [Weakness Reinforcement], [Extreme Cold Shield].

The four-layer simple protection ritual had been put on by Aleister long before he got out of the car. He had used the ritual without materials and spent mana to put it on himself.

When the bullet approached Aleister's right eye, it suddenly stagnated in the air.

A blue snowflake-shaped light curtain appeared out of thin air, blocking the bullet. A translucent emerald light shield vaguely appeared in front of Aleister's eyes, protecting her vital parts.

The result was that the large-caliber bullet could do nothing but create a snowflake-like pattern that slowly disappeared in front of Aleister.

Aleister looked at the middle-aged police inspector, planning to test the limits of the enhanced charm aura again——

"Will you die for me, sir?"

An ethereal and hoarse voice sounded like a narrator whispering in a fairy tale book.

"...as you wish, ma'am."

After a brief hesitation and confusion, the middle-aged police inspector, whose pupils were completely filled with pink, pointed the gun at his temple and pulled the trigger.

Fired three times!

--boom! boom! boom!

This blood lord with strong vitality did not die immediately after three shots - he staggered and put the gun into his mouth and pressed it against his upper palate again.

——Bang!

He finally fell to the ground.

This last shot finally reminded the operator sitting in the "cordon".

As the vent opened, the barrel stretched out and fired fiercely at Aleister!

The storm of bullets ejected from the machine gun continued to break in front of Aleister, making a pleasant sound of broken ice - but even she who was standing there could not shake it at all.

This made Aleister somewhat disappointed.

She was originally quite interested in the "cordon"...

"——Where are the enchanted bullets?"

She couldn't help but remind him: "Are you asleep?"

Then, it seemed that someone woke up - the bullet was enchanted by fire in the blink of an eye, turning into a dense rain of fire!

I saw that the ice shield in front of Aleister was quickly melted by the fire bullet, but she showed a satisfied smile.

"Yes, that's the effect..."

Facing the rapidly melting shield, Aleister raised her left hand, the Book of Law appeared above her left hand, and she quickly turned to one of the pages.

But until the end, Aleister did not use it.

Because gradually, the barrage of "Warning Line" became sparse, and then disappeared completely. Only the barrels of the high-speed rotating guns with white smoke gradually stopped.

In the succubus perception she just got after using "Charming Aura", the controllers in those bulky and terrifying war fortresses were lit up one by one-when "Warning Line" opened the windows and fired at herself at the same time, the fragrance that was gradually infiltrating also flowed faster.

Originally, Aleister wanted to use "Star Ice" to create an unbreakable ice shield, but now it seems... it should not be used.

The cleaning effect of Charming Aura was too terrifying, so that all the other means prepared by Aleister could not be used.

For a moment, she was actually a little bored.

Since when did I become a strong man of this level?

These public security police are all extraordinary people. There are many strong people who have reached the third energy level.

But they all turned into unconscious puppets, standing there motionless.

However, since they are standing here, they must have decided on their side.

Then let's end this battle quickly - if it can still be called a battle.

"- Look here."

Aleister slowly stretched out his right hand and then snapped his fingers.

"Let's kill each other, just for me... okay?"

She showed a sweet business smile and said perfunctorily.

It was just a moment of calm.

The next moment, a violent war broke out on the street--

He suddenly pulled out a gun and shot his colleague's head off; a vicious familiar suddenly appeared in the void around him and hugged the person who had just fired; the person who mastered the ritual spell used the baby's head hidden in the bottom of his box to release the cursed baby; the fraudster transformed into another self, and the blood mage drew out his own blood to imitate the mage's fireball spell.

But none of these could compare to the war fortress--

The machine gun that was restarted fired and turned like a fan, almost instantly sweeping down a group of people. But then it suddenly stopped--because a fierce battle also broke out inside the war fortress.

Aleister took Prince Szijjártó from his front seat and took him into the Public Security Police Station.

Occasionally, spells and bullets would fly over--but the bullets would be blocked by Aleister, and those weak spells that were at most the second energy level would be disintegrated by her light touch from a distance.

Prince Szijjártó kept his eyes on the cruel and crazy killings on the streets.

And new obstacles kept coming out from inside the Public Security Police Station - but they either suddenly lost consciousness after firing a few shots, or fell into a state of obsession without even launching an attack. And as Aleister gracefully crossed the air like a conductor, they pointed their guns at their companions and fired without hesitation.

Without any cries of pain or wailing, blood soaked the corridor in the blink of an eye.

Wherever Aleister went, he did not encounter any organized resistance.

The stronger the defense force, the faster it collapsed...

Even the fourth-level extraordinary was captured and ordered to commit suicide the moment he passed the corner and approached Aleister - if he was too far away from Aleister, he might find himself again. It is better to commit suicide next to him.

As they went deeper, they found out the reason why these public security police were standing outside vigilantly but not going out on missions. It was not only Inspector Weiner who was under house arrest. At least half of the police were locked inside by rituals and barriers.

When they first saw the fierce battle outside through various small doors, they rushed over excitedly, their mouths moving silently. Even if the sound could not be heard, their attitude could be seen... They hoped that people outside could rescue them. And when they saw Prince Szijjártó, this attitude became more urgent.

But when they noticed Aleister walking in front of Prince Szijjártó and those former colleagues who were killing each other like crazy, their expressions suddenly became cautious and hesitant.

——Are they really friendly forces?

Prince Szijjaldo frowned, with an incomprehensible complex expression on his face.

Finally, he turned his head and looked at Aleister, hesitant to speak, but still asked seriously:

"...Excuse me, are you the witch who brought war, Miss Aleister?"

"Good question."

Aleister asked back: "Do you think this is the opposite of 'saint who saves the world'?"

Prince Szijjaldo hesitated for a moment, but his expression gave the answer: there is no doubt about it.

Aleister smiled happily.

Although it was only a short moment, a hint of pink light began to appear at the bottom of Prince Szijjaldo's pupils.

"There is no doubt about that--"

She answered affirmatively: "I am a bad woman, in order to achieve my goal... at all costs."

Because the road was smooth and there were no obstacles, they arrived at the office of Inspector Weiner in the blink of an eye.

Aleister casually pulled out a pistol from the waist of the police officer who was guarding Inspector Weiner and standing guard at his door but now motionless, and handed it to Prince Szijjártó beside him.

"What about you? Do you have such determination, Your Highness?"

The bad woman's hand was firmly on the gun, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she whispered: "Do you want to... give it a try?"