It's clean, beautiful, and elegant, but disgusting. Under the scorching sun, the soldiers worked for three hours before they finally dug the entrance to the secret space. Josephine pointed at the iron gate, and a witch from the "Judgment" field walked to the door and reached out to touch it. Ripples spread on the iron gate, reflecting three entangled shadows. "Report, there are three mechanisms behind the door. The moment we open it, it will destroy the room in the form of heat, acid, and electricity." Josephine looked at Corneille. "I understand. The moment I open the door, I will use my magic to buy as much time as possible for you to move the supplies out of the room." Gao Naiyi replied. "Thank you." Josephine and Corneille walked to the door, and the others were ready a few meters behind them. Josephine pressed her hand on the door, and dark energy surged between her fingers. “3, 2, 1, do it!” The moment Josephine finished speaking, magic blew the door open, sparks jumped, acid splashed, and lightning flashed between the two.

Cornell's body turned red, and the magic spread silently with him as the center. Then the sparks went out, the acid fell to the ground, the lightning disappeared, and only a faint stench was left in the air. Josephine failed to distance herself in time, and she found that the activity of her magic power had dropped significantly. She couldn't even use the basic magic that even her grandmother could use, and the functions of the equipment she was wearing were temporarily offline. "The information about Mr. Corneille's magic has been widely circulated, but experiencing it in person is another thing. It makes me feel like I'm back in my childhood," said Josephine. The witches naturally didn't want to go back to their childhood, so the task of moving things fell on the militia soldiers. Corneille stood in the barrier to maintain his magic, watching them passing by him. First, they said "thank you" timidly, and then, Corneille received thanks from everyone. Away from the sight of the officers and witches, they seemed to come alive, with different voices, different attitudes, and different courage, making their thanks varied. "You're welcome," said Corneille. "You deserve it." Chapter 113: Strong Luck Corneille tried to dismantle the device at the door, but after Josephine frowned and studied it for a while, she found that it could not be done within the duration of the magic. Because the fire and lightning of the self-destruct device are completely prop effects, while the acid comes from the reserves under the secret space. If they act rashly, Corneille and Josephine will be safe, but the militia soldiers who are moving things may be in trouble. Corneille refused to do so out of moral obligation, but Josephine, who was bothered by the troublesome collateral damage report and internal hearing that followed, refused to do so. So, they only destroyed the props for creating fire and lightning. Corneille had already obtained new information wherever he looked. He understood the secret of why little Marceau was causing Don Rodic's memory to decay: The paper figure based on Don Rodic is wearing a crown-like object, which is stimulating the paper figure. At first glance, this paper figure looks like Don Rodic himself. Apparently, little Marseille obtained sufficiently accurate information from Shimanna's memory to construct a "Don Rodic" with a very high similarity. The condition that allows little Marseille's magic to be triggered simultaneously with the law of similarity and the law of contact lies in the wound. In the battle in the Tower of Discipline, little Marseille let the paper man sneak attack Tang Rodik and injure him. In this way, the prerequisite is met. One second before the magic ended, Corneille took off the crown and acid gushed out. "Suliana" bought him time so that he could use the "Magic Bullet Shooter" to freeze the door. The process was extremely dangerous because a few drops of acid fell on Corneille, corroding his clothes.

Corneille quickly took off his clothes to prevent the acid from burning his skin, and at the same time he felt many eyes falling on him. The sweat was unevenly spread on Corneille's wheat-colored skin, strong pectoral muscles and powerful arms. The scorching sun lit them up, almost making the witches drool. However, when they saw the crisscrossing scars on Corneille's back, all the sensual desire quickly disappeared. Except for Melusina, no witch likes a man with scars. Because of the existence of magic, they don't even have excuses to comfort themselves, such as "it's the same even if I turn off the lights." "Mr. Corneille, please consider the 'virtue of men' in public. This scene is not a good influence on young girls." Josephine took off her cloak and put it on Corneille. She had a husband and a daughter who was about the same age as Dias... Despite this, she still touched Corneille. Corneille inadvertently put Josephine's husband in trouble. He pointed to the crown hanging on the inside of the shield and said: "Can I have this?" "no problem." When they returned to the mansion, the militia officer came over shamelessly and said he wanted to help, but his eyes were glancing at Cornell. Josephine blocked Corneille's view and sent the officer away. "Thank you," said Corneille. "You're welcome. If Monsieur Corneille had a little more self-respect, he wouldn't have brought himself to offend those perverts." "Ms. K has strong self-control." "I can't have any inappropriate thoughts about my daughter's blind date's close friend." "Eh?" "That's why I don't want to give my last name," Josephine said. "Don't ask which blind date it is. We are performing official duties and we will be reported if we try to establish connections." The strange mask that is standard in the "Judgment" field covers half of Josephine's face. Josephine's long light golden hair is a common hair color in Waite. Except for Anne (black hair) and Nazanne (red hair), Dias' other three blind dates all have light golden hair. He returned his attention to what he had recovered from the secret space. Corneille's magic earned him the right to take half of the documents, that is, ten separately bound manuscripts (all very thin), and the documents were facing up. What he got in the half he took depended entirely on luck. "It's like buying a lottery ticket or the witches playing a group game, waiting for the host to make a decision." Josephine said, "Mr. Corneille, how is your luck?" "Very bad." Cornelius didn't like this topic very much. "I rarely win games that rely on luck alone." Corneille opened the first manuscript, which recorded Count Marseille's analysis of him. It was interesting to see oneself from the enemy's perspective, but little Marceau was a thing of the past, and his analysis did not hit the mark, so Corneille put it away. "It's a bad start," said Josephine. Corneille opened the second manuscript and found that it was the draft of the sixth chapter of the poem "Corneille" written by Marcelle. Judging from the heavy marks of scribbles and the increasingly sloppy notes, Marcelle's creation was not going smoothly. The third manuscript is a little more interesting. It talks about the escape route that little Marseille thought of for himself. If the situation in Waite is unfavorable, he will cut off Shimanna in justice and escape back to Hequese as soon as possible. The fourth to ninth manuscripts are little Masai's thoughts and explorations on her own ability to seduce: He made various props from his own blood and O fluid to better capture women's hearts;

How to deploy power to maximize the efficiency and impact of seduction; Train yourself to be able to seduce unconsciously by instinct, as natural as breathing. In theory, Melusina could also use little Marcela's exploration, but Corneille had to think about the consequences of handing over the research on the ability of charm to her. What if, by chance, she becomes capable and no longer wants to be single, and uses her power against him or Diaz, making the matter a fait accompli, then things will become difficult. So, Cornell kept it for the time being. Corneille had only a manuscript in front of him, and he couldn't help but start praying, not to Hathor who had given him divine power, not to Angelica and Dias whom he had protected before and after, not to Fortuna, the goddess who was in charge of some fortunes, but to his sisters. If it wasn't luck, how can we explain Camilla's amazing talent and growth rate? If Camilla's rise was not explained by luck, Corneille would have to look at his sisters from a more secular and rational perspective... He was unwilling to do so because every possibility suffocated him. So, he deceived himself and associated "good luck" with Camilla. Corneille opened the manuscript, took a look at it and hid it. Josephine nodded: "Did you win the jackpot?" "Yeah, maybe first prize." "It's understandable. If it were me, I would also hide it so that I could use it as a bargaining chip to exchange for their interests." Afterwards, Corneille searched the mansion carefully, and after making sure that nothing was missing, he parted with Josephine. Of course, he did not forget to exchange contact information with the militia officer, saying that he was deeply impressed by the diligence of his subordinates. He wrote down everyone's face and hoped to see them next time he had a mission. He didn't know if these words could make the militia officers treat their subordinates a little better and allow them to hold on until the next time they met him, but that was all he could do. Before leaving, he asked the "Magic Bullet Shooter" to block some of the summer heat for these poor people in the name of a prank. Josephine took him back to the mansion, and Corneille returned her the cloak, which was soaked with his scent, and made Josephine, who returned home, impose inhumane taxation on spouses. "Mr. Corneille, please have a drink... Hmm." Merritt had seen Corneille coming home a long time ago, so she came over with some iced drinks, but was shocked to see Corneille topless. Although she was personally warned by Corneille not to get too close to him, Merit still planned to maintain a good relationship with Corneille. While accompanying Diaz, the bored Diaz began to "preach" and tell about his past with Corneille. The fact that Meritte has no memories and is the continuation of Don Rodic's life allows Dias to share almost without reservation how Corneille played the role of father, brother, teacher, friend, guard, vassal in her life, as well as the secret seventh identity that sprouted in her heart. In Dias's filter, Corneille looked like a prince who had walked out of a story, making Meritte feel that she should have a good relationship with this outstanding "Prince". However, she received common sense education from Melusina Waite, who used Corneille as a reverse teaching material to tell Melusina what "male virtue" is. Meritte was confused by what she heard, but when she saw Corneille's body in person, she roughly understood Melusina's feelings: First, as a woman, she was undoubtedly aroused by Corneille's sturdy figure, which aroused her instinctive sexual desire; Then, as a woman, she thought about the fact that Corneille had been seen by women outside, and the instinctive possessiveness in her emotional thinking was also activated. Even if he had no male virtues, Corneille's body should only belong to the people in the mansion. It would be very indecent for outsiders to see it.

Merritt then silently stuffed the drink into Corneille's hand and ran away. There was a lack of cooling in the mansion, and Corneille felt that even when he returned home, the heat was tormenting him - after all, during the same period, the average temperature in Eagle County was about 4°C lower than that in Merida. He had no intention of wearing a shirt in the mansion, even if Melusina protested - this was his home, he could wear whatever he wanted... unless Diaz had an objection. Cornelius was sitting on the sofa drinking a drink when he heard footsteps. He looked up and saw Merritt coming down with his clothes in her arms, but she tripped when she was five steps away from the ground and fell straight down. Corneille climbed over the sofa and ran to the stairs. He stepped onto the last step and held Merritt firmly in his arms. Merritte, still in shock, hugged Corneille tightly. Even though there was a shirt between them, their soft chest and hard chest were inevitably pressed against each other. Merritt's cheeks flushed slightly, but Corneille put her on the ground with a sullen look on his face. He said in a cold tone: "Ms. Merritt, go and accompany Dias. This is your most important task." Meritte bowed to Corneille, and hurried upstairs, holding up her skirt. Corneille looked at the dress in his arms, sighed, and put it on. Chapter 114: The Inevitable Encounter Corneille opened the manuscript to study it. As if knowing that his time was running out, Count Marseille began to discuss some secret topics in depth in the manuscript. First, little Marseille suspected that his father, the sixth Duke of Berry, was also involved in the "Royal Killer" plan. The reason is that it is strange that the old duke, who is not known for his lust, was captured physically and mentally by an unidentified foreign woman. Little Masa's understanding is: perhaps his father is not obsessed with beauty, but is looking for someone who can replace him when he is old and continue the plan. As long as the other party gives birth to a boy, other things are no longer important. This also explains why the old Duke of Berry could tolerate his mistress being toyed with by old Marseille. Then, the old Marseille must have a deep connection with the "King's Power Killer" plan, because after his death, the young Marseille counted his wealth and found that the amount did not match the identity of the old Marseille. This shows that old Marseille had another source of funds, and it is impossible that he obtained them by seducing noble women in his early years. In this era, noble women were well aware of one truth: losing one's chastity is a small matter, but losing money is a big matter. It doesn't matter if you secretly give birth to an illegitimate child. As long as you have wealth in your hands, your husband can only pretend not to see it and live in peace with you. But if you lose the money, you will be ruthlessly liquidated and retaliated by your husband. Moreover, old Marsai has an unusually large number of extraordinary props. Even if he is an extraordinary person, this number is a bit scary. It is these two points that prompted young Marseille to become interested in old Marseille's past and try his best to explore it. Perhaps it was the Duke of Berry's will, or perhaps it was old Marcelo's vicious and twisted admiration for his adopted son, but young Marcelo found old Marcelo's notes easily. The notebook recorded the news of two people, one of whom was the daughter of a poor family nearby. Old Masa commented on her from a sexual perspective, focusing on how he transformed the girl's body and mind when she was young to meet the indicators set by the sponsor. The other person was a little ghost who appeared from nowhere. Old Marsai originally had another candidate in mind, but an accident ruined his original plan, so he could only temporarily choose the little ghost for the experiment, and facilitated the meeting between the impoverished girl and the little ghost. At the inevitable time, at the inevitable place, and with the inevitable choice, we will meet each other inevitably. However, the transformation work was not smooth sailing. The little ghost's ancestors seemed to be involved with extraordinary people, so his soul resistance was quite strong. Old Masa's several radical interferences almost destroyed the little ghost's soul. So he could only refer to the classical dramas he had seen and give the little ghost lofty ambitions and fighting spirit, as well as a casual character, to make up for the destroyed part of the little ghost's personality.

When the little ghost was 14 years old, he left his hometown with a powerful life-saving prop. Old Marseille did not give up on the little ghost, but replaced him with other subcontractors to take over, continue the plan, and focus on training the daughter of a poor family. The other subcontractors took good care of the little ghosts - except for a naughty witch named Wetter, who caused some minor trouble.