Mike was dead, but my mission was far from over. I ca to London to get the whereabouts of Lucy, and now Bettany was my only lead.
The problem now was that Bettany was high up in the air where she could easily fly off, while I was stuck here on the ground.
"Imagine if I could call in a fighter jet."
Fighting the weariness and the stinging headache popping in my brain, my mind churned in search of a solution, and just as I was beginning to believe the only solution was negotiation, two shocking things happened.
One, Bettany began slowly descending from the sky, her expression solemn and her gaze locked on Mike's body.
The second was that the system made itself known.
[Ding!! You have accomplished an exceptional feat. The system is still calculating, but for now, retrieve the body of Mike Duron.]
Seeing the transparent screen flash out, my eyes went to Bettany, and I watched her fall to her knees beside Mike, tenderly cradling his head.
"Mike," Bettany called, her voice soft and filled with sorrow.
I wanted to say that she was just pretending, that her emotions were fake, but so real were they, that despite them not being directed at , I could feel the sadness.
"No way she has a heart."
"Mike, please wake up, please."
"I won't be stubborn again, please co back to . I'll be a good girl."
I had my priorities set straight, but my heart could not help but stir at the scene in front of .
Since eting Bettany, she had shown herself to be a manipulative and brutal woman, and now she was showing a side I would never bet resided in her.
I watched as tears ran down her eyes, a choke soon leaving her mouth, and sobs leaving her lips as she leaned over his head, pressing it to her breasts.
"Hmm, few can brag they had titties pressed to their face after they died. He can die knowing he had so ga."
These words were not said in my head, and after they were spoken, Bettany imdiately went silent, her sobs disappearing.
She slowly raised her head, her body trembling in rage, but what her red eyes looked up to was my shotgun.
"It's a sha Mike had to go, Bettany. He was a great guy.
Do you want to go et him?"
"I will show you hell, Marcus."
"Not if I send you there first. Are you ready to submit?"
"What do you take for, Marcus? You kill my lover and then expect to cower before you?
I might not have the strength to kill you, but I can sure as hell very well spite you."
"Are you sure about that? I read that in the past, they caught and burnt witches. How long do you think you'll be able to hold out in fire?"
"Very long, Marcus," a voice said from behind , the length of a brown broom resting on my shoulders.
"If you so much as move a finger, I'll blow your head off."
Despite the words that ca from behind , I turned my head to the right, the image of Denise with a shotgun coming into my vision, and then I turned back to Bettany.
"An illusion then."
Using Mind Vision, the image of Bettany in front of faded away, and I walked towards Mike's corpse with a sigh.
It was just a few minutes, not even up to five minutes, and yet in that ti, Bettany had almost caught in checkmate.
Reaching Mike, I bent down and touched his body, watching it disappear. Then I turned around, looking at Bettany, who was holding her witch broom in one hand and had a shotgun pressed to her head.
"Where did she even get a shotgun?" I wondered, observing how focused Denise was at the mont, her commanding aura pouring out of her more than ever before.
In this mont when my mind had been strained and pushed to its limit, Bettany had decided to have another go at using illusions.
The image of her descending from the sky and weeping for her lover had all been false.
While I got lost in her illusion, the witch had most likely co from the back through the air, looking to catch off guard.
Even just using Mind Vision to dispel the illusion I had been put under sent a wave of pain rushing through my head, proving how badly in need of rest my mind was.
"Tell where Lucy is, and I won't kill you."
"So, you won't free ?" Bettany pointed out, her expression calm despite her position.
"I can't let you go, you know too much."
"If I'm going to be turned into a prisoner, then I might as well just let myself die—unless you have a very enticing offer for .
I might not look like it, but I don't fear death. I can kill myself faster than you can knock out.
Better yet, what if I detonate?"
Denise stretched out her tongue, a smile on her face, but despite that, I could feel that the woman would very much end herself if she didn't get an offer.
From nowhere, death perated the air, and looking at Bettany's bright eyes, I felt a chill go through .
Just how capable is this woman? How much has Spell Breaker saved from?
"It seems you have sothing in mind. What do you want?" I asked.
"Well, for starters, you'll join my harem."
"That's impossible. I already have one, and I don't share won with anyone."
Bettany pressed her lips together, intensely focusing her gaze on like she wanted to telepathically change my mind, and then she shrugged.
"Alright. I'll join your harem, but you have to promise that you'll treat and love fairly, just like your other won, and also you'll teach your secrets in ti.
I could pull out a contract that will be bound with our lives stating terms, but I want to believe I can trust you."
The mischief and playfulness in Bettany's eyes disappeared, her expression serious and serene as she spoke, and from her, I got an extrely familiar feeling, one that took a few seconds to identify.
"Honest Lover."
My entire body chilled and lted at Bettany's words, my eyes even weakening as they stared at her.
The woman seed like an angel at the mont, but my mind held strong and resisted the power of her charms.
"System, activate Daddy Knows Best."
[Na: Bettany Barth
Type: Female
Trust: 4
Affection: 20
Fear: 85
Loyalty: -100
Horniness: 95
Comnt: Wants to dominate and own you]
I wondered if Bettany, at this mont, had an epiphany and a change of heart, but the info on the system screen told I had thought too much. And I was also allowed to understand a bit more of how capable she was, the woman possessing abilities offered by the shop.
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