Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

From breath to heartbeat, pretend to be asleep in all directions, otherwise the master may find out.

Smelling the breath of the night wind, he judged that it should be late at night, and Ansta seemed to have gone out while his consciousness was still hazy.

Fenmu is feeling uncomfortable for Thief Jill now, he doesn't really want to hear Anastha's rejection reply after waking up, it's too shocking.

But what can he do? He doesn't have the hypnosis tool in the hypnosis-themed comics, it is impossible to forcibly distort a person's mind, and Anasta is not the kind of rookie who can control the consciousness casually.

So Finmer chose not to listen to that answer, which is called Schrödinger's cat theory.

As long as I haven't heard the answer of rejection, then my answer to the marriage proposal is in a state of uncertainty, and it has not completely collapsed to the situation of "rejection", which means that the master may still like him.

In the same way, if I met a beautiful little loli I didn't know on the street, as long as the little loli didn't explicitly reject me, it meant that she fell in love with me at first sight, but she hadn't collapsed yet.

Taking advantage of Anastha's absence, Ferm decided to sneak away.

As long as I avoid the master temporarily and don't hear her rejection, then she likes me.

He neatly packed up the blacksmith's hammer, the funeral knife, and some small personal items, and prepared to run away without even taking the coffin with him.

"Maybe if I improve the funeral knife a little bit more, the master will be able to bravely say the three characters 'like me'." Fenmu comforted himself.

When he walked out of the courtyard, he happened to see Anastha's sexy underwear hanging by the window.

"It's late at night now. If I'm not here, it's not good if someone steals the master's underwear. Let me keep it for you."

So, Fenmu put Anasta's underwear in his bag, oiled the soles of his feet, and disappeared into the night...

*

Anastasia stood beside him the whole time, even seeing Femme grabbing her underwear and sniffing, she couldn't laugh or cry.

However, Fenmu didn't know about this. He still knew too little about Anastha, and he didn't know that the master could completely eliminate his own concept of existence.

"What should I do now, the disciples have all run away...how about going to tease him again?"

In the mirror, Anastha's appearance gradually changed, from hair color to face, completely different from before, but just to be on the safe side, this time even her figure and height changed drastically.

Now the disciples should not recognize it, right?

"Just to see how much he likes what he said, but don't run to the cemetery to find a female corpse and run behind his back."

Anastasia's figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Before she knew it, she probably enjoyed it too...

Volume 2 Church City

Chapter 001

Gulburg.

"Is that cunning cultist on his way here?" the middle-aged man in neat gentlemanly clothes asked in a low voice.

The man, Lewis, took off his monocle and wiped it lightly with a handkerchief. The gold brooch on his tuxedo was engraved with a unique pattern. Among the patterns was an abstract book with a stick figure of an eye.

This is the emblem of the Diocese of Learning, silently identifying Lewis.

Campbell, the mayor of Black Mine Town, looked around. The serious knight was indifferent, as if he was watching Campbell as a prisoner.

"It should be. According to the information obtained along the way, the cultist named Femmer asked how to go to the parish." Campbell replied cautiously.

The cause of the incident had to start with the parish knights entering the mine to clean up the anomalies.

After Casalia solved all the obstacles of the miscellaneous soldiers, what the reinforcements who came later had to do was contain and destroy the crystal skull.

For the hidden religious things that may involve the evil ancient gods, the diocese's handling principle has always been to use them if they can be used, destroy them if they can't be used, and store them if they can't be destroyed.

Generally, people from different dioceses would be dispatched to deal with this kind of action. The Crystal Skull was judged by the diocese of knowledge to be the product of some kind of blood sacrifice. Someone once tried to call out the existence of a distant and ancient heresy.

The breath of the crystal skull will affect the living and dead things around, causing everything to evolve towards the unknown being summoned by the approach ceremony, turning into his servant.

If the matter ends here, then it is just a very ordinary link of picking up rubbish.

But Tennyson later mentioned that there was a pharmacist who joined Casalia's team, and he had an unusual understanding of the monsters under the mine, and was able to prepare corresponding potions, so people in the parish of knowledge paid attention to it.

"Lord Scholar Lewis, that Fenmu has settled in our small town for a year. We feel that he has not shown any evil tendencies, except for acting strangely and selling coffins everywhere..." Campbell couldn't help it After finishing speaking, he was afraid of being misunderstood, so he quickly explained: "I'm just curious, and I definitely didn't intend to cover him up."

Shaking his head, Lewis puts back on the monocle that scholars often wear, framed in gold to accentuate his wealth—at least he has a wealthy wife.

The road to the extraordinary stops men's progress and makes them extremely bumpy in their cultivation, but knowledge is fair to everyone, so if many male nobles want to justify themselves, apart from having a powerful wife, they must go to learn Diocese to further education.

"Considering your origin and living environment, I can forgive your ignorance." Lewis paused, "Please remember, no cultist will write their identity on their heads, they are all cunning mice, pretending to be human You said that he has good forging skills, but he sold coffins absurdly, isn’t that unusual enough?”

A female knight came over and reported in a solemn voice: "Lord Lewis, the knights of the Redemption Diocese are all in place, and the witness, Lord Tennyson, is also at the end. Do you want to notify the people of the Judgment Diocese to come? People can start a trial at any time."

Lewis frowned in disgust when he heard the word trial parish, and shook his hands: "It's unnecessary, the people in the trial parish can beat and kill, those lunatics only use coin toss to decide whether a person is guilty or not , that would give the cultists a chance to get away with it, so ignore those people.”

The border town mayor Campbell, whose face has nothing to do with beauty, showed uneasiness on his face. Lewis caught this in his eyes and said with a smile:

"Kindness should not be used in this kind of place. When we were just preparing to act, the cultist named Fen Mu just left overnight. This is enough to show that he probably has the ability to enlighten, and it also exposed his guilty conscience. fear."

 …

But Fenmu, who was still on his way, was completely unaware of what was about to happen.

Sitting in the long-distance carriage, he touched his dry pocket and couldn't help sighing.

"Hey Xiba, I didn't expect the price level to be ridiculously high before the big cities arrived. The ** coins spent on a long-distance carriage are enough for me to eat two meals in Black Mine Town."

But it was all up to him, he was too anxious when he came out, and he didn't even bring much money with him.

If it wasn't for several passengers who were on the way to share the fare equally, Fenmu would not have the money to pay for the chartered car.

Now there are five passengers in the carriage besides Fenmu, which makes the carriage a bit crowded.

Sitting next to him was a woman wearing a headscarf and a veil, holding a crystal ball in her hand, probably a fortune teller or something. The rest appeared to be businessmen in the dust and travelers at the end of their outings.

After sneaking out, the first choice is definitely to go to the parish, where you can experience the world, and you can also meet with senior sister Kashalia and ask for some money.

After getting the ore last time, he only thought about refining the funeral knife quickly, and forgot about the showdown with Xiluen.

"Coachman, how long until we arrive in Church City?" Fen Mu knocked on the glass window to shake off the dust.

"After arriving at the town of Gulburg at dusk, rest for a while, and you will arrive at Church City at around eight o'clock in the evening." The coachman replied.

"Long and boring journey." The veiled female fortune-teller sighed softly, as if she was looking for fun, she said to Fen Mu next to her: "Little brother, do you want to come and do a fortune-telling?"

002 She Kidnapped Me!

Fenmu closed his eyes and took a nap all the way, but he didn't expect to be called out by a woman just before arriving at the station.

The woman dressed as a fortune-teller can't see the lineup, nor can she see the buttocks. Through the looming veil, the outline of the face can be vaguely seen. It seems to be a charming woman.

Fenmu smiled politely, and declined, "No, I don't have enough money. If I paid for the divination, I might have to stay up late hungry."

The closer you get to a big city, the more people value wealth and status. Fenmu's self-exposed shy words undoubtedly made other people in the same car laugh secretly.

"You may not know much about divination, but fortune-tellers value inspiration very much." The female fortune-teller chuckled lightly, her voice was sweet, "I have to charge for fortune-telling to make a living, but occasionally when encountering interesting inspiration, I will be generous You are a voluntary service~"

inspiration? Does it mean that you felt something interesting from me?

"Does it mean that you don't charge money?" Fenmu said the standard words of a poor man again.

He was still a little bit moved, because he was panicked after sitting in the car for too long, and he also wanted to see the world. Anyway, he didn't need money, so he had a try.

"Of course, if you feel bad, you can pay the divination fee with a hug."

"Okay, how about divination?"

The female fortune teller's hand that was originally placed on her knee slowly traced upwards, stretched along her thigh to under her skirt, and then took out a deck of cards. This ambiguous action caused the male passengers in the carriage to lose their sight. Well for a second or two.

However, Fen Mu's expression was calm and natural, and this little trick could not shake his firm heart at all.

"Didn't you use that crystal ball for divination?" he asked.

"The environment doesn't allow it, so we can only use tarot cards instead." The female fortune-teller skillfully shuffled and cut the cards, and said at the same time: "Actually, strictly speaking, tarot divination also requires a quiet environment and a table, but that's all you need. It is used to create commercial value. Just be direct now, come on! Think about what you want to divination, and then draw a card."

The female fortune teller fanned the Tarot cards with both hands and held them in front of Fenmu

The back of each card is exactly the same, with a dark and mysterious starry sky printed on it, and it is impossible to tell which one is special.

"Do I need to tell me what I want to divination?" Fen Mu was a little bit tangled, and it was hard to say.

"If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it. Divination is just a guide to guide you to find the answer. If fortune tellers can accurately describe your destiny, doesn't it mean that your future has been fixed from the moment you were born Ok?"

It makes sense, but no matter how it sounds, it sounds like a magic stick explaining, so that I can say something vague.

Fen Mu didn't quite know what he wanted to divination. If he followed his heart, a perfect butt soon appeared in his mind...

"...Ahem." He cleared his throat guiltily, and then drew out a card at random: "Just this one."

Turning over the tarot card, there is a word on the card that I don't know, and the accompanying picture is also an extremely abstract black and white ink painting.

"Hmm~" the female fortune-teller under the veil made an interesting voice, "The reversed 'lover'."

She closed her eyes as if to capture the inspiration. Silence drifted in the carriage for a while, and the surrounding passengers also quietly focused on this side, like passers-by watching in a casino. She opened her eyes and said:

"Little brother, your relationship doesn't seem to be going well?"

The corners of Fen Mu's eyes twitched: "Almost."

The female fortune teller continued to interpret: "You are very confused, and you have goals and expectations that you want to pursue, but you will encounter unsatisfactory things in the near future."

hell! Can a "lover" card see so many things?

But after thinking about it, this kind of psychologically suggestive words is too vague, and it is easy for the listener to associate with his own experience for no reason, so it can only be attributed to some kind of speech technique.

"You can say that." Fen Mu neither denied nor confirmed.

"So, can I pay for a hug?" the female fortune teller smiled.

That's it? That's it? That's it?

This is the end?

Forget it, just treat it as being fooled by a magic stick, and it's not bad to be able to buy a lesson without spending money.

He gently hugged the female fortune teller, her chest was soft, and when she pressed it against Fenmu's chest, there was a nice smell of perfume between her neck.

Suddenly, the female fortune-teller's delicate lips approached Fen Mu's ear, gently blew moist hot air, and said in a voice that only he could hear:

"Something will really happen in the near future, and don't be too addicted to desire. Nian~"

The moment she let go of her hand, Fen Mu felt her buttocks being gently pinched by her.

Fenmu: "..."

No way? Really so amazing? Can this be divination? This should just be her wanting to take advantage of it, right?

The carriage soon arrived at Gulburg, where all the other passengers got off and left. It seemed that Fenmu was the only one who was preparing to go to the Church City.

Fenmu guessed that the central area is cheap and expensive, and most people can only buy in the suburbs. How should I put it, rich people usually have their own private carriages, and they don't crowd together with ordinary people.

Soon, Fenmu found that teams of knights appeared in the streets near him, and quickly surrounded him.

Chapter 003: Battle

Surrounded by the female knight, there were seven or eight people in gray scholar robes, with a thick-covered book in their arms.

The coachman saw a group of church members surrounding him aggressively, and immediately begged for mercy and explained his innocence.

"Adults, I am a faithful believer in the righteous god! What the hell happened?!" His voice trembled.

"It's none of your business, leave quickly, and pick up the carriage at the parish later."

"Yes yes yes!" The coachman strode out of the street as if he had been pardoned for the death penalty.

Even though it's the exact opposite of his destination, getting out of the middle of trouble is key right now!

The armor of the knights collided very loudly, and the nearby residential buildings closed their windows and drew the curtains. However, many citizens quietly peeked at the situation below through the cracks in the curtains, and their curious eyes gathered on the young man at the intersection.

Fen Mu sat on the side of the road, no matter how he could guess that it was aimed at him.

But what did he do along the way? There should be no such thing. Dutiful duty, at most, is being raped by a female fortune-teller. Church City is not guilty of being raped, right?

When the female fortune-teller gave him a fortune-telling, it seemed that she also mentioned his recent big troubles. Could this be what she was referring to? Then this is too effective!

"Excuse me, what can I do?" He stood up calmly and asked.

Perhaps because of his good attitude, the expected violent law enforcement situation did not come, but the knights still held their hands on the hilts of their swords, ready to draw their swords to fight at any time.