Operation Red Book

Blue rose petals fell one after another, covering Ivy's bare feet like a blue ocean.

There were still quite a few broken roses left on the edge of the throne, with their buds trembling and drops of water oozing down.

There were many water droplets on the mirror surface, which flowed down and wet the oak base.

"Look at your face!"

Ivy laughed, and she clapped her hands, causing the candlelight to flicker and dance with the echoing sound.

Lord Leon had a gloomy face and stared at the crazy Ivy motionlessly.

"Oh! Looks like I found the right one!"

Ivy gently wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes with the back of her fingers, and stretched out her fingers toward the calm mirror with anticipation.

Mirror...mirror...it's a mirror...

The mirror appeared too many times, and Ivy's heart was burning with fire, making her anxious.

In the Middle Ages, mirrors symbolized illusion, self-reflection, and the mysterious realm…

Michael carried God's will and sealed Lord Leon into an oval mirror.

Lord Leon's conscious world is the world in this mirror, but he is unwilling to repent, so this place has become his dominion.

The world here is complex and full of unconventional situations.

Here, the day is always sunny and the night is always full moon...

Ivy had never slept in a bed, and she had never looked in a mirror.

Except for that stream in Monet’s garden…

Illusion and illusion, truth and falsehood, reality and mirror image, consciousness and true image...

Mirrors can be found everywhere in our daily lives, such as bronze mirrors, round mirrors, small square mirrors, flat mirrors...

A mirror, just a mirror, the trap is set and the passage is connected.

"really……"

Ivy tilted her head and whispered softly.

The mirror surface rippled like waves, causing the reflected image to become skewed and distorted.

In the center surrounded by layers of waves, an index finger penetrates the boundary of illusion.

The faint fluorescence spreads from the center to the entire mirror, making the surrounding blue roses look particularly bright.

After confirming what she wanted, Ivy withdrew her fingers, shook off the remaining water droplets on her hands, and leaned lazily against the oak armrest.

"I don't understand why you want to leave..."

Lord Leon said with a cold face and in a frustrated tone.

"I gave you the life you wanted, isn't that enough?"

"It's not enough..."

Ivy shook her head, tufting her fingers through the dark hair that fell across her chest.

"This is not what I want. You can see through my heart so easily, but why can't you understand what I want?"

"Isn't this what humans desire? Protection, beauty, peace, reunion... What else is there besides these?"

"How strange. You always talk about humans, humans. Weren't you a human before?"

"It is because I was once a human that I understand you!"

Lord Leon shouted sternly, his sharp teeth flashing a frightening cold light.

"Conquer, dominate, power, control..."

Ivy's voice was soft, but the words she spoke were extremely heavy.

"But you're a girl..."

"Were female lords rare in your time?"

Lord Leon was silent for a while. He stared straight into Ivy's eyes, as if he wanted to tear this girl apart inside and out.

"You want to sit on my throne and become the new lord, right?"

"is it?"

Ivy tilted her head and pursed her lips. She thought about it seriously and nodded in acknowledgment.

"It's not that I don't want to, but I don't want to be such a king."

"What kind of king?"

"Are you trying to guess what I'm thinking?" Ivy curled her lips, "I don't want to talk about it anymore."

The tone at the end was suddenly tough. Ivy swung the silver-black whip, and broken bricks and tiles flew everywhere, and most of the candles were extinguished.

"The wizard's unicorn can go."

Lord Leon used his toes to hook up the unicorn that was still gasping for breath.

"It's okay to give it to you. I hate horses that smell of grass. I dare not step into the raging fire. I only dare to steal the dew on the fragrant grass."

He threw the unicorn into the air and kicked it.

A white afterimage flashed across the air, and the huge body sank into the mirror in an instant, like a pebble being gently thrown into a pond.

Ivy only felt the hair rising from her temples. She calmed her restless mood and waited patiently for the mirror to return to its original calm.

"Woo!" The next one was Joshua.

Lord Leon grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"Ahem! Uh... woo..."

Joshua struggled in pain, his cheeks flushed red, and his legs swung around weakly.

"Why, you don't like unicorns, but you like skinny, weak British teenagers?"

Ivy's mouth twitched, she squeezed the current switch on the top of the handle hard, her eyes became sharp and domineering.

"I don't like men, I like you...but you care about him, I have to break you up."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You'll know if I'm talking nonsense if you try..."

The hand that was strangling Joshua's neck suddenly tightened, and Lord Leon suddenly emitted a burning murderous light, which burned Joshua so much that he rolled his eyes continuously.

"You stay or he stays, choose one."

"Didn't I tell you that if I leave, he will leave too..."

"Only one can stay..."

"I don't care if I want to stay or not. Damn it. It's already annoying to find a house after graduation, and I have to write at night. I wrote a thousand words in four hours, and the logic doesn't make any sense. Now I'm stuck. It's all your fault, you big idiot, you have no loyalty and no IQ, and you're the fucking lord. Whoever follows you will be unlucky..."

Ivy suddenly stiffened and mumbled a long paragraph of incomprehensible Chinese.

Her eyes rolled back white and her whole body twitched as if in a convulsion.

For some reason, her voice became that of a completely different person. That person was hysterical and ten times more terrifying than the giant fish living in the magma on the seabed.

"What are you looking at? I'm talking about you! You've locked the heroine here for more than a hundred chapters. The passage is right in front of us, but she can't go back! Why can't you let her go back? Am I waiting for you to suck my blood dry the next day?"

"The long whip in her hand is made of silver, did you know that? If I were the heroine, I would whip you to death first, and then I would whip that broken mirror to death with the second whip! I'm not going to write anymore, it's eleven o'clock at night! I'm going to bed!"

Joshua panted weakly and lowered his head helplessly, leaving Lord Leon alone and at a loss.

"what?"

"what!"

Ivy suddenly screamed, she raised her head, and her stiff body twitched violently again.

The whistling cold wind blew past the window, rising in an instant and disappearing in the next instant, as if it had never existed in the world.

Ivy gasped for breath, a line of tears slid down the corners of her eyes, and her clear black eyes revealed an unconcealable fatigue.

As if she had received some instructions, she clenched the whip in her hand, and the fire in her eyes seemed to ignite the entire space.

Silver-white lightning cut through the orange-yellow air and struck Lord Leon and Joshua heavily.

With a loud bang, Joshua fell to the ground.

“Sizzle…Sizzle…”

A black whip mark gradually appeared from light to dark, a faint black mist filled the air, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning.

Lord Leon clenched his back teeth tightly, bent his upper body, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down from his forehead with blue veins and dripped onto the back of his shaking hands.

The red eyes stared at the madman on the steps, and Lord Leon looked painful as he watched the fatal whip rise again...

Ivy slowly turned around, with her elbow facing forward, where was the oval mirror as calm as the sea.

The silver-white color is ready on the dancing whip, ready to be shattered at any time.

Of course, if this mirror is broken, the consciousness space will also be broken.

The world collapses, burying everything...

A vampire lord who does not understand love and forgiveness will be trapped in chaos and nothingness, forgotten by the world and by himself...

Ivy was very clear about this. She took a deep breath and raised the whip in her hand again...

"and many more!"

At the critical moment, Lord Leon shouted to stop Ivy.

"He can go, you can take him away..."

Ivy rolled her eyes and saw Joshua disappear into the dark blue mirror before she slowly put down the whip that was roaring wildly.

"you win……"

The ending in the mirror image is Lord Leon's dejected sigh.

Ivy entered the mirror without looking back, and the blue roses around her withered in an instant, leaving only hideous thorny vines.

The throne slowly turned back at Lord Leon's call. Under the orange candlelight, a soft shadow curled up in the lonely corner.

"I want to discuss something with you..."

Lord Leon walked up to the platform step by step, and smoothed the flaxen curly hair beside Shadow's ear with his slender fingers.