On the other side, a thin-lipped intruder entered a bedroom and was rummaging through drawers looking for sothing.
"Bang!"
Just halfway through, the door was pushed open, and the Witch Demon Elder strode in.
The intruder was startled.
The Witch Demon Elder glanced over coldly and said, "Are you going to fall yourself, or do you want to help? Ti is tight, choose quickly and don’t waste ti."
"Ah?" The Witch Demon Elder’s words left the intruder a bit dazed, but the intruder soon ca to his senses, having no intention of resisting, he decisively rushed towards the window.
But the next mont, his feet halted unexpectedly, and he fell down uncontrollably with a thud. Turning his head, he saw that at so point, his ankle had been enveloped in a dense black mist.
Then he saw more black mist in front of the Witch Demon Elder condense into a black scythe. The Witch Demon Elder grasped it and unceremoniously swung it at him.
"Ah, no, bang!"
After a brief cry of alarm, the Witch Demon Elder dragged the person outside by the leg.
On another side.
The third intruder was in yet another room, doing the sa thing as his companion.
While the Eight-Ard Skeleton Anan stood in the corner, quietly watching the person carry out these actions—he had been standing there for more than a dozen seconds.
Anan intended to wait until the person noticed him before making a move naturally. Unexpectedly, the intruder was too absorbed in his work, and coupled with Anan’s naturally concealnt ability, one might mistake him for a quirky specin decoration if not looked at closely. Thus, the intruder’s gaze swept across him several tis without noticing, continuing his search.
Anan felt a bit embarrassed. If it were soone else, they would have coughed at this mont to remind the intruder and break the awkwardness.
But the problem is, he doesn’t have the ability to cough—he can’t even speak, so how could he cough?
Then...
After enduring for another dozen seconds, Anan didn’t want to wait anymore, so he simply stepped forward to the working intruder.
At that mont, the intruder gleefully pulled a slip of paper from a book and carefully read its contents, while Anan walked up behind him and tapped the person’s shoulder with his skeletal hand.
The person instinctively turned his head, only to et Anan’s skull head, where two ghost fires were quietly burning in the eye sockets.
"Ah!" The intruder exclaid involuntarily, but only halfway through before it was interrupted, "Ah—gah!"
Anan precisely reached out to grasp the intruder’s neck, not giving him a chance to use any spells, and already swinging him fiercely onto the ground.
"Bang!"
The intruder lost consciousness.
Anan shrugged, grabbed the intruder’s hair, and dragged him face down outside.
"Scratch—Scratch—"
The intruder’s cheek rubbed against the ground, making an unpleasant sound.
...
anwhile, while her companions were encountering disaster one after another, the fourth intruder entered the study in the mansion.
Although unaware of her companions’ tragic fate, the fourth intruder nonetheless felt sothing amiss, prompting her to quicken her pace.
Yes, her.
This was a woman with shoulder-length hair, who habitually walked with her toes pinched upward, like a cat, silent and stealthy.
She quickly flipped through various books and docunts in the study, searching for valuable items with extre efficiency.
And while the woman was busy, Bi Bi quietly approached the room, slipped in through the window, and sneaked up behind the woman, ready to make a swift move to capture her.
Bi Bi was already envisioning the scene of going to Richard with the news, feeling proud and elated.
But there’s a saying: if you look so beautiful, don’t think so beautiful.
Just as Bi Bi lifted her hand to chop at the intruding woman’s neck, the woman suddenly sensed sothing, put down the books she was flipping through, and turned around abruptly.
Their eyes t, Bi Bi’s hand paused in mid-air, and the situation instantly beca awkward.
"Uh, that..." Bi Bi’s eyes turned as she tried to speak, planning to gain the woman’s trust to find a chance to deal with her—no choice, since Richard sealed half of her power, making it difficult to tackle foes head-on, she had to resort to tricks.
Unexpectedly, while she was wracking her brain to think, the woman spoke first.
The intruding woman hesitated for a mont, glanced at Bi Bi, raised her eyebrows, and tidied her bangs with slight surprise, asking Bi Bi, "What are you doing here?"
"Ah?" Bi Bi was stunned, taking a while to ask the long-haired woman, "You... you know ?"
"Of course I know you. The materials for part of your body were collected by ," the woman said, pressing her bangs, sowhat puzzled, "What... you don’t rember ? Looks like you had issues later, your mory was reset, or you’ve suffered such severe damage that parts of your mory were lost."
"Uh..."
Only then did Bi Bi notice the Black Iron Ring on the woman’s hand, revealing her as a mber of the Truth Society.
Listening to the woman’s words, Bi Bi couldn’t help but widen her eyes, her expression growing strange, for a mont not knowing how to respond.
All along, she felt she was just herself, but upon hearing the woman’s words, she realized... she was rely a fragnted existence. She had a past? But her mory was erased? Who was she exactly?
She...
"You’re here on a mission too, right?" The long-haired woman let go of her hair and interrupted Bi Bi’s thoughts.
Bi Bi looked at the trusting face of the long-haired woman, opened and closed her mouth several tis, before finally forcing out a word: "Yes... I think."
"So that ans the organization sent two groups to this target location?" the woman mused after thinking for a few seconds, "That’s good, as I hardly trust those stupid Sikas assisting , now with you here, it’ll surely help. So next, you stay here and search the room for valuable items, while I go check those stupid Sikas’ progress and then search for new intelligence. Sound good?"
"No problem." Bi Bi shook her head.
"Good then." Without any nonsense, the woman flipped her hair and turned to leave.
Bi Bi suddenly exclaid, "Well..."
"Huh?" The woman halted, turned her head with confusion, "What?"
"Nothing..." Bi Bi waved her hand sowhat guiltily.
"Alright." The woman exhaled and continued walking away.
But after two steps, sensing sothing, she stopped again, turned her head sowhat helplessly, "What... bang!"
Without finishing her sentence, she felt a tremor in her body, her mind overwheld with dizziness. Struggling to turn her head, she saw Bi Bi’s hand chopping at her neck, and Bi Bi’s beautiful yet innocent face.
"You..." The woman glared, full of incomprehension, crying out.
Bi Bi pursed her lips tightly, didn’t answer, seeing the woman hadn’t completely fainted, withdrew her hand and decisively struck again.
"Bang!"
Two consecutive strikes, the woman finally couldn’t hold out, her eyes rolled over, she fell limp, her hair a ss, lying at Bi Bi’s feet.
Bi Bi looked at the woman for several seconds, complicatedly grabbed the woman’s arm, and dragged her outside.
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