Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

After noticing her gaze, Lin Nuo even took the initiative to pull out the necklace from inside his collar so that she could take a closer look.

This is one of the reasons why Bernadette would seriously consider Lin Nuo and take out two extraordinary props.

Otherwise, if Bernadette felt any discomfort or alienation when interacting with Lin Nuo today, she would probably only take out one of them and give it to Lin Nuo as a trading material.

"Lin Nuo, take off the golden mask you are wearing. I will use ritual magic to help you store a one-time sealing ability."

"Stay away."

"Miss, you have worked hard."

Lin Nuo handed the golden mask to Bernadette with an unknown feeling.

Then retreat far away.

Bernadette took out a lot of mystical materials of the Path of Death to set up the ritual magic.

She floated lightly in the air, with two masks emitting the breath of death surrounding her.

As Bernadette injected her spirituality into the Pale Death, the surrounding objects began to weather. The thick mahogany tables and chairs seemed to have experienced thousands or tens of thousands of years of time in just a few seconds. They quickly became mottled, fell into pieces, and turned into a pool of dust.

The extraordinary materials placed on the ground grew tiny strands of pale white hair.

In just the blink of an eye, these fluffs grew into white feathers, and the surface seemed to be soaked in light yellow oil.

In the end, all those extraordinary materials turned into dust like the tables and chairs before. When the decay reached the end, an ethereal feeling arose spontaneously. White fluff fluttered in the air, guarding a mysterious and complex three-dimensional symbol, which broke away from the pale mask and flew into the golden mask.

The gold color on the golden mask faded little by little and finally turned into a pale color.

"Success."

Bernadette had some sweat on her forehead as she fell from the air wearing two pale masks. Lin Nuo quickly stepped forward and supported her as she looked a little weak.

During this process, Lin Nuo did not even look at the two pale masks, because Lin Nuo was suppressing the spiritual restlessness in his body at this time.

The spirits are longing for the seal called 'Pale Death'.

Like longing for a crucial puzzle piece.

Lin Nuo hasn't felt this feeling for a long time.

So in order to minimize the influence of the supernatural on him, Lin Nuo kept his eyes fixed on Bernadette's slightly pale face, and did not even glance at the two extremely precious sealed objects.

Bernadette felt the cold aura coming from Lin Nuo and guessed that he was affected by the residual power of the ritual magic just now.

She was very satisfied with Lin Nuo's concern for her, which was more important than the two sealed objects.

It doesn’t matter even if Lin Nuo pretended to be like this on purpose. At least Bernadette felt that her hard work was not in vain.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Although Lin Nuo knew that empty concern would have no practical effect.

But he really couldn't help Sequence 3 Bernadette at all right now.

"fine."

"Just take a break."

Bernadette gently broke free from Lin Nuo's support and handed the pale death to the reappearing contracted creature. She then handed another pale mask to Lin Nuo.

"Miss, how much are these extraordinary materials consumed?"

"I'll give it back to you later."

Lin Nuo took the pale mask and looked at the ashes on the ground under his feet and asked.

"Thirty thousand pounds. It doesn't matter if you can't pay it back for the time being."

Bernadette chuckled when she heard Lin Nuo's words.

She removed the 'source of peach blossoms'.

Because the tables and chairs were weathered, she simply sat directly on the bed in Lin Nuo's bedroom.

She didn't care about the mere 30,000 pounds.

The various assets left behind by Emperor Roselle are too rich.

She didn't care about the money at all, and in the process of ritual magic, those materials were the least valuable things.

"I would like to give you 30 pounds tenfold."

"But I really can't come up with that much money for now, but I still have 5 pounds."

Lin Nuo smiled.

The total assets of the small bank opened by Jason Belia are close to 100,000 pounds.

If he wanted to call half of it, I believe Elisa would not dare to have any objection.

"As you wish."

Bernadette nodded and didn't care much.

She also knew that if she suddenly gave Lin Nuo too much help, he would definitely feel uneasy.

In order to maintain his self-esteem, Bernadette did not refuse the 5 pounds reward offered by Lin Nuo, although she really looked down on this little money.

The reason why Bernadette was willing to do this for Lin Nuo was because of her usual style of doing things.

Even a Sequence 3 prophet like her could not have predicted that underground ruins.

Then the threat contained in it is absolutely terrifying.

That evil spirit alone is definitely not an opponent that can be easily dealt with.

Bernadette predicted that Linno's entry into the underground ruins would be a good thing for her.

Since she wanted Lin Nuo to go in and give it a try, she couldn't just hide and not help in this regard, right?

The education she received since childhood would not allow her to do such a thing as luring others to their deaths.

Moreover, Lin Nuo left a pretty good impression on her after getting to know him.

"My lady, the ritual for your promotion to an angel is to prevent a disaster involving a high level of power, right?"

"To repay your kindness, I will find a way to create a horrific disaster. It will be up to you to stop me then, young lady."

The elegant young man bowed slightly and saluted to the lady in front of the bed.

He made the assurance with a calm attitude, a sincere and humble voice, and a confident and sunny smile.

"You don't need to actively create a disaster to repay me."

“I don’t like disasters.”

Bernadette frowned, her eyes as blue and deep as if they contained an ocean, stared closely at the young man who had his eyelids slightly lowered as she spoke.

"I don't like disasters without cause either."

"Your ritual only prevents disasters from happening, doesn't it? Instead of stopping a disaster that is already happening, right?"

A smile appeared on Lin Nuo's lips.

He interpreted the topic in his own way.

Bernadette stared at Lin Nuo in silence.

Lin Nuo's current attitude seems to be completely different from when they were together before.

Has he become a little crazy due to the influence of the evil god who is suspected to be able to read his father's diary?

When Bernadette thought of this, there was a hint of worry in the depths of her eyes as she looked at Lin Nuo.

She was a little worried that the person who could understand her father's diary might be her father who was not completely dead yet.

If that's the case...she is also partly responsible for Lin Nuo's current state.

On the other hand, because she was unable to stop her father's madness...when she saw the second person showing this trend in front of her, she instinctively felt unhappy.

"If you really want to thank me, don't do anything dangerous."

Bernadette stood up from the bed, walked to Lin Nuo, stared into his gray eyes and said.

"Don't worry, Miss. I probably know what you hate."

"I'll pay attention. If I really want to do something, I'll at least let you know in advance."

Lin Nuo looked directly into Bernadette's eyes without fear.

He was not going to let Bernadette prevent the Backlund Great Smog from happening.

Or can the Backlund Great Smog really be stopped by "human power"?

How can you, a Sequence 3 Saint, stop a major event that has been planned by so many forces for so long?

Bernadette really helped Lin Nuo a lot, and it was impossible for Lin Nuo not to give her something in return.

Since the divine blood of the true creator that was previously prepared to deal with the evil spirits is no longer useful.

Then he would help when the Aurora Society was preparing to resurrect the true Creator.

Chapter 208 Lin Nuo's Response

"The disaster I predicted has something to do with you?"

Bernadette asked, looking at Lin Nuo deeply.

"Uh...it probably has nothing to do with me."

"I'm not stimulated by anything, why should I do something that has no meaning to me?"

Lin Nuo hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

Although he knew some of the inside story.

But those things were not planned by him.

Why should he take the blame?

If it's not you... then it's the Witch Church... or does the Loen royal family also know something about the inside story?

Bernadette changed her mind and did not continue asking.

As long as Lin Nuo doesn't do evil things in his later years like his father, it will be enough.

"By the way, Miss, let's talk about the future in the future."

"I still want to try to repay you for your help to me."

Bernadette's help was truly tremendous.

Even Lin Nuo felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

Although he will definitely be able to repay what he owes Bernadette in the future.

But now he can't just keep making empty promises, right?

"I don't know what happened to the emperor in his later years."

"But I have some thoughts and guesses. Miss, you might as well listen to them."

“Although it may not be correct, perhaps it can give you some inspiration?”

When it came to business, Lin Nuo put away the smile on his face.

"Ah."

Bernadette nodded slightly, no longer dwelling on the topic of Lin Nuo's so-called disaster-making, and instead focused more on what Lin Nuo was going to say next. Some of the ideas he proposed were indeed worth learning from.

"As we all know, the emperor is a person with a very wide range of interests."

Such as wives, lolita, widows, witches, sisters, mothers and daughters...

Lin Nuo said.

"Ah."

Bernadette admitted this.

Her father had extensive interests in literature, drama, music, painting, politics, education, physics and many other fields.

"It is not easy for a person with no flaws in his material life and spiritual development to undergo a major transformation."

"His madness in his later years must have been influenced by someone or something."