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

Count Kerko looked behind him with a questioning look on his face.

Barron leaned his head against the wall with a pleased expression, clapping his hands softly in front of him.

Seeing his son acting out of character, Kerko was horrified and his voice was trembling as he spoke, "Barron, my good son, what's wrong with you? Why did you lock your father in the dungeon?"

Barron stopped his hands and said, "Oh, by the way, excuse me, wait a moment."

After saying that, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The next second, his whole body was wrapped in light. When the light faded away, Barron was gone, and the only one leaning there was Miss.

"Mr. Count, I am not your good son. You can't yell at me like that."

When Keerke saw this strange scene happening in front of him, his vision became blurry. His mind was spinning, his stomach was churning, he retched, and his chest felt as if it was cut by a knife.

"Why, why is it you? Didn't I strangle you to death? Where is my son Barron? Where is my son!"

He grabbed the cold iron railing between the two of them and screamed madly, so loudly that Miss had to cover his ears.

"There are only three of us here. I'm here and you're there. So, where is Barron?" Miss patted his ears which were ringing.

After hearing this, Kerko trembled all over, and his bloodless pale lips trembled slightly. He slowly turned his head and looked at the dead man locked on the wall behind him. It was undoubtedly Miss.

He turned around to look at Miss outside the cage, then raised his bloody hands and rubbed his eyes, but still could not see any clues.

Miss smiled slightly and snapped her fingers again. The "Miss" hanging on the wall, who was tortured beyond recognition by torture instruments, finally revealed his true form.

Kirko slowly crawled towards the wall. He looked up at the man's face facing downward and was so frightened that he fell backward.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"This is all fake, it's just your illusion!"

He shook his head frantically, muttering to himself in an attempt to numb himself.

He didn't want to believe that the one hanging on the wall was his son Barron.

The magic power stripped from Barron finally gathered in Miss's hands and condensed into a huge heart.

The heart beat slightly as if it was breathing, emitting a faint red light.

This was the reward Miss and his friends received after clearing the dungeon's fifth level lord.

Using this living heart as a basis, Miss added the disguise function of the [Online Dating Assistant] and improved puppet magic to complete a world-class prop.

【Intelligent remote control tool man】.

He used this prop to control Barron, who wanted to secretly kill him, and turned Barron into a living puppet, modifying his appearance to match his own.

He also transferred the magic array (camera) of the [Mansion Fragment Collector] to Barron, and he himself disguised himself as Barron.

In this way, Miss controlled the puppet Barron and performed this big show with Kirko.

"Don't fool yourself. The tool I use to control Barron is also world-class. It's normal that you can't see it. I dare say that even a disaster-level magician can't see through it, because after this tool is activated, it will cover the puppet's entire body with a layer of dragon skin that is specially designed to protect the illusion."

"A dragon's skin has a certain degree of magic resistance, and it has been strengthened by specific magic. Even if you want to see through it, even if you bombard the puppet with high-level magic and blow it to pieces, it is difficult to break the illusion attached to the puppet."

Miss is still confident in the props he made.

World-class props, world-class props again.

Hearing this, Kerko's face was filled with despair. He slowly put Barron down from the wall and held him in his arms.

"Barron, my son, I actually killed you with my own hands..."

Miss, who was watching the show on the side, did not forget to add fuel to the fire, "I have to say, the Earl was really strict with his son. Not only did he torture him severely, but he also sent him off in person in the end. Do you really want to have a feast?"

Kerko suddenly raised his head, his temples had turned gray at some point, and his eyes filled with hatred were fixed on the black-haired boy outside the cage.

"You are not a human, you are a demon!"

Miss's face darkened and he nodded, "Yes, I am a demon, and I will become the king of demons. You are not qualified to be a villain in front of me."

In extreme grief, Kerko bit his back teeth to pieces, and the veins on his forehead bulged, making his face look even more hideous.

"So did my son betray me and give the blueprints to that little bitch from Veratis?"

Mis was surprised. He didn't expect that Old Deng would be so obsessed with this question. "No, I made this up. I lied to you."

After all, the blueprints were destroyed by Miss himself in Nolen City, so how could Barron have obtained them?

But there is one thing Miss can guarantee, if Barron really gets the drawings, he will definitely hand them over to Shana, there is no doubt about that, this is what a bootlicker does.

After getting the answer, Kirko smiled at first, then returned to his death stare, "You framed my son, my son was wrongly accused, he did not commit treason!"

Miss slowly raised his hand and raised two big middle fingers.

"You framed Raymond, and I framed Barron. Neither of us is a good person."

There is an old saying on Blue Star that only those who have wronged you know how wronged you are.

Mis's move is called tooth for tooth, which means to give someone a taste of their own medicine.

Since you have brought disgrace upon Raymond, I will bring disgrace upon you as well. You like to frame others, so I will let you taste the feeling of being wronged.

Kerko was so angry that he almost suffocated and died suddenly. He thought back to the game between him and Mis, and it seemed that he never had an advantage.

After killing Plekiltson and taking back the blueprint, he escaped from the city of Noren. Any piece of false information could allow him to walk around for a long time like walking a dog.

He set a trap in advance to make him jump into it and reveal his crimes, and finally induced him to kill his own son with his own hands.

Every move he made was leading him into a desperate situation, and though he was about to turn fifty and was shrewd, he could not see any clues at all. Even if he could spot some flaws, he could not change the outcome and could only be played around by a young boy.

When he looked at the black-haired boy again, he suddenly felt that he was not fighting against a human being. His opponent seemed to be a god, the god of death from hell.

When it comes to using your brain, I am no match for him at all.

In that case...

There was a terrifying murderous look in Kerko's eyes. His plan failed, he was disgraced, and the pain of losing his son gathered at this moment, pushing his hatred to the extreme.

Then let’s play with hard power!

Miss saw that Kerko was going to take action, but as he was only at level 2, he was not panicked at all.

Because he has plenty of backup plans.