Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

Finally, before the town's prop shop closed, Sylvia rushed in with a magic core in her hand.

Miss waited alone outside the shop for a long time before the girl was willing to come out of the shop.

The girl put her hands behind her back, her movements a little awkward, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Mis was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong? Did you poop in your pants?"

Xiluvia was ashamed and angry, "You are the one who peed in your pants. Here, this is for you."

As she spoke, the girl took her hand from behind and held it in front of Miss. In her hand was a brand new topaz wand.

After seeing the new wand, Miss's face was full of disbelief. She took it from Sylvia and looked at her big watery eyes with a wary look.

"We can't do things like stealing."

"You're the one who stole it. I bought it, idiot!"

bought?

The broken yellow crystal wand of Miss cost five silver coins when it was bought. Although it is a common item, Sylvia should be considered a pauper at this stage.

"Hmm, you spent all your money on this wand?"

Xiluvia snorted, "It's none of your business."

"If you want to repay me for saving your life, just say it. I'm a little uncomfortable with you being so nice to me all of a sudden. Wait, boss, are you possessed by some dirty thing?" Miss walked around the girl and looked at her carefully.

Sylvia's heartbeat quickened under Miss's scorching gaze. "Bah, you are the one with the dirt on you. Besides, I'm not doing this to repay you. I'm just, just worried that you won't be able to work tomorrow without your wand. How can I make money if you don't work?"

"You better be."

"Tsk, you're just a coolie I hired as a laborer, don't be so self-righteous." After saying this, the girl ran away.

Mis shouted, "I'm going to the pub for dinner, boss, aren't you coming?"

Without even turning her head, Xiluvia said, "I'm not hungry. Go eat by yourself. Don't eat too much."

Looking at the girl's receding back, Miss became interested.

Not hungry?

Aren't you hungry?

If you don’t have money, just say you don’t have money. You are just being stubborn, right? I’m an expert at treating stubborn people.

It seems that the intensity today is still not high enough. I have to increase the intensity tomorrow and make her soften.

After all, if she doesn't soften, how can I get hard?

You can't really let her do hard labor, right?

I told her that I would make her lose everything and not have even a penny left. Let's see how long she can keep her stubbornness.

After parting with Sylvia, Miss came to the tavern alone.

The atmosphere in the pub was still as lively as yesterday.

Missy arrived a little late today. Ron was already drunk and lying motionless under the table. The little yellow-haired Cassius was trying to help him up.

Maybe Ron was too heavy, or maybe Cassius's injuries were aching, so he didn't have such a smooth journey.

There were many customers in the pub, but no one came forward to help.

Miss sat in the corner, watching the scene unfold quietly, and also did not offer a helping hand.

He was going to be a demon king, and helping others was not a quality a demon king should have, let alone helping a man who was very likely to be a future hero.

He may be his own nemesis.

Ron staggered from side to side and inevitably bumped into Cassius's wound, causing such pain that a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his head.

Cassius had been fighting in the dungeon for a whole day and his whole body was sore and he had no strength left.

He held his master's arm and lifted it up with all his strength. Suddenly, he felt that his master didn't seem so heavy anymore. Turning around, he found that it was the supporter he had seen last night who helped him.

Finally Ron was supported, and Cassius said embarrassedly: "Thank you so much, sir, you helped me a lot."

The plain-looking man didn't say anything, but left and went to the bar of the pub to order food.

Back in the corner, Miss put down his brand new wand and waited for his dinner.

Cassius limped out of the tavern, dragging the unconscious Ron.

Looking at the backs of the two men, Miss quietly raised his left hand and slapped his right hand.

He pointed at his right hand with his left hand and muttered quietly: "You are the only one who has too many problems. No one else cares, but you insist on standing out. If I am defeated by that little yellow-haired guy in the future as the Demon King, the first thing I will do is chop you off. You bastard, I will punish you by making you touch Sylvia's thigh tomorrow."

After eating and drinking, Mis was not in a hurry to leave because he had just heard something interesting.

"Have you heard that the coalition forces of the northern countries have crossed the border and declared war again."

"Didn't the war just end a few days ago? Why is it starting again so soon?"

"That's because a swordsman was born in the Ankupetiti Kingdom in the north. He was the man who defeated the warrior leader, Marknik."

Marknick, this name instantly caught Mis's mind.

He thought about what happened half a month ago, things that changed the trajectory of his life.

When Miss was returning triumphantly from the northern border with her adoptive father Raymond and sister Licia, a young and down-and-out swordsman suddenly blocked the way of the army.

"Raymond, I'm here to fulfill the promise we made ten years ago."

The young man's hoarse voice was very inconsistent with his age, and the confidence that radiated from within shocked everyone present.

The burly middle-aged man on the warhorse had a firm look in his eyes. After giving the order to the entire army to continue moving forward, he patted the shoulder of his adopted son beside him.

"No matter what happens, go back to Norn City first and take good care of Lishia and yourself."

Meese didn't think much of it until that night.

The person who came back was not Raymond.

"My name is Marknik Kreizer, the new Sword Master."

Marknik, covered in blood, left behind these words and a half-broken sword that was very familiar to everyone present, then turned and left.

Just as Miss and her sister were about to step forward and inquire about the whole cause and effect of the matter, the space in front of them suddenly distorted.

A tall woman appeared out of nowhere, wearing a strange robe, holding an ancient magic wand, and with an expressionless face.

"You really didn't let me down. Come with me."

The woman's cold eyes were dull, and she raised her slender jade fingers, pointing at Lisia behind Miss.

"Who are you?" Miss protected his sister behind him, with cold sweat on his forehead.

As a magician himself, he couldn't tell the level of the woman in front of him, which was a terrifying thing.

This shows that the other party has far exceeded his level of cognition.

"Servant." Still the emotionless reply.

servant?

Mis had read countless books and almost memorized the entire library of Nolen University, but he had no impression of these two words at all.

"Tell me the reason. The reason for looking for my sister."

The woman looked at the wand in her hand. "Since you won't come over, I'll have to make them suffer. This is the first lesson I want to teach you: unconditional obedience."

A strange crimson glow lit up from the wand in the woman's hand, and a huge magic circle with extremely complex patterns emerged under her feet. Then, more magic circles of different sizes intertwined and overlapped around the woman, linking together.

The vast and violent magical power filled the land, suffocating the more than 50,000 people present.

This crazy woman actually started with super-level magic!