The Lonely and Sad

Time rewinds to half an hour earlier.

Linlin made a simple salad for Teacher Bertha.

Linlin had been thinking, thinking about Teacher Bertha’s deeper meaning.

She even brainwashed herself with many philosophies of life from making salad, successfully convincing herself, and then…

Then Teacher Bertha said that she was just simply hungry, and too lazy to do it herself, so she had Linlin do it.

Linlin: …

But, well, it was also reasonable.

Teacher Bertha’s original personality didn’t seem like a wise teacher who would reason things out very well.

She liked to eat, liked to sleep, and then read books.

That pretty much summed up Teacher Bertha’s personality.

She herself didn’t really like to cook, but most people didn’t make it as delicious as she did, so she had no choice but to do it herself.

Since finding Linlin as a student, she had been very happy to freeload.

Linlin didn’t mind, after all, this teacher was quite strong, knowledgeable, and helped her a lot.

The two of them tasted the delicious food and chatted casually.

At that time, she could indeed have directly killed Mr. Brown, but the “succubus traces” left behind would have been too obvious and easily identified and locked onto by other succubi.

So, she could only use all her magic and use the “Gluttony” ability to instantly devour the inside of the building into tiny holes.

With one punch, the building would naturally collapse.

Deliberately making such a big commotion was to prevent the newly arrived demon from carefully observing the scene, after all, the Silver Codex could intervene at any time.

What she left behind was magic with “Gluttony” characteristics, so she wasn’t afraid of being locked onto.

They couldn’t possibly lock onto a succubus devoted to gluttony.

If having traces of gluttony magic could lead to her being inferred, then Linlin couldn’t help it.

She could only seek refuge with her teacher.

As for whether Mr. Brown was really dead, she didn’t care. That wasn’t the point.

If he wasn’t dead, there were two results: being crushed to death by the demon, or being saved by the Silver Codex.

There was absolutely no way the demon could save Mr. Brown.

Kidnapping a citizen of Holderma was no different from opening a high-light on the map in the eyes of the Silver Codex.

If he was saved by the Silver Codex, they would at most understand it as the demons preparing to kill someone to silence them, consider them to be in the same group, and they wouldn’t be able to lock onto Linlin.

As long as they couldn’t lock onto Linlin, she didn’t care much about the rest.

Bertha praised her, not being her student for nothing.

“Maybe you can wait for Mavis to come and save you,” Bertha joked.

Linlin rolled her eyes. Mavis had long gone back to the Court of Judgment to play. How could she appear there?

Bertha smiled without saying a word.

Linlin suddenly knocked her head, “Look at my memory, I almost forgot to bring that thing over.”

Linlin was talking about that bottle of top-level repair fluid. Of course, whether it was repair fluid was questionable at the moment.

Linlin was really speechless about the Brown family. Why keep something that looked exactly like other repair fluids?

Because she had used the beginner, intermediate, and advanced versions, and there wasn’t much defense, Linlin didn’t suspect much at the time and used it directly.

Who would have thought it would cause such a commotion?

Of course, this was nonsense. If it wasn’t the same, it wouldn’t have been specially disguised as repair fluid.

Hurrying home, Linlin suddenly felt a throbbing in her heart.

Just as she arrived at the door, she subconsciously stopped for a moment.

Her excellent succubus hearing allowed her to hear Mavis talking to someone else at home.

This was their little nest. Neither of them had brought anyone else here.

Linlin was a little dissatisfied with Mavis bringing someone home, but she didn’t act up.

She was just hesitating whether to wait for them to leave before going in.

She was afraid of giving people a bad look.

Then, she heard this sentence.

“Mas, master…”

???

Linlin laughed in anger and kicked open the door.

“What are you doing in my house…”

She, a succubus, was keeping herself pure, but Mavis was secretly eating, and playing something exciting while she wasn’t home?

“Wh-what?”

However, when she saw Little Linlin, she instantly understood.

Her Succubus Heart seemed to have become a spirit?

The Gluttony Demon King’s means of shattering it back then were quite rough.

Because part of her soul was too deeply entangled with the Succubus Heart, the Gluttony Demon King was too lazy to do such fine work and could only cut it off along with the Succubus Heart.

And now, this little girl was probably that part of her soul.

But why did she suddenly pop out?

After thinking about it, Linlin could only lock the suspicion on the “essence” in Mr. Brown’s mouth.

Linlin and Little Lin shared memories. Little Lin understood that she had been abandoned by the main body and looked at the main body resentfully.

Linlin also only knew about Mavis’s actions.

She pursed her lips, crossed her arms, and looked at Mavis with unkind eyes, “Explain.”

“Hmm? Two Linlins?” Mavis scratched her head, a little unable to tell them apart.

She pointed at Little Lin, “This one is Linlin. But a little small.”

Then she pointed at Linlin, gesturing, “This one is also Linlin, just right.”

Linlin took the manual from Little Lin with a dark face and said, “Explain.”

This time, Mavis knew the reason for Linlin’s anger and said with a guilty smile, “It’s just a toy, a toy.”

Linlin glanced at it. The name on it had become “Post-Marriage Happiness Cultivation Manual.”

Linlin frowned, greatly angered, stretched out her hand, and Little Lin consciously handed over a wooden stick.

“You just buy things randomly outside and make me sign? Do you know that these things are likely to hide unknown dangers!”

She ran, she chased.

“I didn’t, I didn’t buy it, someone gave it to me! Gave it to me!” Mavis said stubbornly.

Mavis ran without regard for the scene, but Linlin was afraid of knocking things over and seemed restrained.

Linlin was even more angry, “Isn’t it more dangerous if it was given to you?”

Originally, Linlin was upset because her Succubus Heart had been infected with strange things due to negligence.

As a result, Mavis also came up with something inexplicable.

She really couldn’t hold back.

They were getting too much like a married couple.

“It’s not dangerous, it’s the God of Love, the God of Love gave it to me!” Mavis shouted while running.

In fact, she wasn’t afraid of the wooden stick, nor was she afraid of Linlin’s small strength.

But being chased was quite interesting.

Linlin stopped, looking at Mavis like she was looking at a fool.

Mavis also stopped, keeping a certain distance, scratching her head, a little puzzled.

“Do you know? A Knowledge Walker once statistically analyzed the manifestations of the God of Love, analyzed thousands of times, and finally came to a shocking conclusion: 53 percent were disguised by the God of Deceit, 32 percent of people lied, and only 10 percent were true miracles of the God of Love.”

“I’m in that 10 percent!” Mavis said confidently.

“The scenes in that 10 percent are basically when a deeply moving love encounters an insurmountable obstacle, and the God of Love will manifest.”

“Then, then what about the other 5 percent?”

“Heh.” Linlin crossed her arms and sneered, “The remaining 5 percent stubbornly say they haven’t been deceived, haven’t lied, and refuse to admit it. Like you.”

“Eh?” Mavis thought about it, and it seemed quite reasonable.

At the same time, she suddenly remembered that the Book Spirit itself had said that it was a creation of the God of Deceit.

Cough cough, a little awkward.

“Hoo.” Linlin calmed down her anger. Without thinking, this manual was definitely problematic.

Who’s decent manual has one set on the surface and another behind the scenes?

Linlin knew Mavis. Although she was very vigorous in that aspect, her knowledge was very lacking. It was impossible for her to break through to liking S&M in the blink of an eye.

That could only mean that she had been deceived by this manual. How could this kind of thing be given by the God of Love?

“You, deal with it yourself. I have something to go out for.”

Linlin thought for a while, grabbed Little Lin and returned to the room, took out the so-called “essence,” and prepared to take it to Teacher Bertha together to take a look.

“Hey, hey, I’m not wearing clothes!” Little Lin resisted a little.

Linlin directly wrapped her in a coat and carried her away, looking like she was catching a child.

“Wait a minute…”

“Be quiet!” Linlin said angrily.

Little Lin immediately became honest.

Don’t look at how Little Lin was bullied by Mavis just now, looking very pitiful.

She knew herself best. Linlin knew that this little guy was full of bad ideas.

She could have left this house long ago, but she didn’t leave.

Apart from the fear of the unknown, the most important thing was that Mavis was a beautiful and handsome big sister.

If she had been a different gender, or uglier, Little Lin would have left without looking back.

She dared to stay, naturally having predetermined most of the endings.

Mavis asked her to sign that thing. She was indeed very surprised, but not afraid.

Who was she? She came from the tribe closest to the Succubus Queen, that is, the Lust Demon King, and possessed the purest succubus bloodline.

Dare to make a succubus a s*ave?

Did bro think that succubi were powerless chickens in storybooks, full of fantasy?

The suffix of succubus was demon, a demon! The purest practitioner of the sin of lust.

When Little Lin was ready to lower her bottom line, see if she could squeeze Mavis dry.

What? Hold on? Pfft, that’s as interesting as a small river wanting to fill the sea.

The more lecherous a person is, the weaker they are in front of a succubus, whether they are strong or not.

This was the power of original sin.

Theoretically, if a god was extremely lecherous, the constraints from original sin could even drag Him into the abyss and turn Him into nourishment.

Of course, this was a boast from the Lust Demon King, and the truth was unknown.

But it could also be seen from the side how powerful the original sin of lust was.

If you don’t want your powerful strength to become someone else’s wedding dress, try to stay away from beauty and maintain a tenacious heart, so that the succubus can’t do anything.

But because of Linlin, Mavis was obviously not in this category.

Little Lin’s idea was good, but unfortunately, Linlin came to disrupt the situation.

Linlin couldn’t let Little Lin squeeze Mavis dry. That was her wife!

Little Lin was also happy that she didn’t have to lower her bottom line and asked curiously, “When will you have dinner?”

“Don’t use your thoughts to speculate on me, Mavis and I have love! Love!”

“I love you twist…”

“Hmm?”

“Cough cough, nothing.”

Little Lin curled her lips. She didn’t believe it. She really didn’t see anything good about Mavis except for her looks.

Of course, Linlin was the main body, and Linlin had the final say. She would observe for the time being.

With her presence reduced, Linlin quickly arrived at the small restaurant.

Bertha seemed to be waiting for her and didn’t choose to open the store.

Several richly dressed people who happened to pass by had to turn away in disappointment when they saw this.

Linlin rushed in in a hurry, placed Little Lin, who was wrapped into a meat roll, on the dining table, a bit like a delicacy waiting to be used.

Little Lin just roughly went through the main body’s memories and wasn’t clear about the details. At this time, she pulled out a small hand and opened the conversation, “Hi, hello.”

Linlin explained the possible causes and consequences, not even leaving out Mavis’s strange manual.

She took out the “essence,” nervously looked at Teacher Bertha, and waited for an answer, “Teacher…”

Bertha’s eyes were solemn, her gaze locked on Little Lin.

Little Lin shrank her head back. She was just saying hello, wouldn’t it cause hatred? Why did she feel an ominous premonition?

Bertha took a step, passing Linlin, seeming to be suppressing something on her face.

Linlin unpromisingly swallowed her saliva. Wouldn’t it? Wouldn’t something really big happen?

Bertha took off her black gloves, and her cool fingers landed on Little Lin’s face.

Little Lin thought that she was affecting the main body by living, and she was about to be eliminated, so she quickly closed her eyes.

At the same time, she stretched her neck, as if saying, “Just be quick!”

But the cool touch on her face made her stunned. It didn’t seem as bad as she thought?

Bertha closed her thumb and forefinger and gently pinched her cheek, which was very soft.

Little Lin’s pink eyes looked curiously at the main body’s teacher.

Black hair and purple eyes, the inside of her hair seemed to be dyed, black outside and purple inside. Under the refraction of the sunlight, it looked very noble and quiet, like a violet.

Even if her appearance wasn’t outstanding, she could still stand out in the crowd with this temperament.

Noticing the nervous student out of the corner of her eye, Bertha took back her slightly reluctant fingers and smiled slightly, “For now, there’s no major problem.”

Linlin breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Linlin could complain about her teacher scaring her, Bertha took the “essence” in her hand.

Linlin’s attention was immediately diverted, “Teacher, do you know what this is?”

“Hmm…” Bertha pondered for a while and nodded, “I feel like I have some ideas. This power should be very familiar to you. It comes from the original sin of lust.”

Linlin pinched her chin, frowning tightly, not surprised by this. Sure enough, it wasn’t some repair fluid.

However, just saying that this thing came from the original sin of lust was too broad.

Many demon lords under the Lust Demon King would drive the edges and corners of original sin.

If it was made by the Lust Demon King, then she could only prepare to move with Mavis.

Seeing the student’s worry, Bertha sighed, closed her eyes, and her slender fingers pointed in the void.

Thousands of red lines spread from her hand, some touching the “essence” and some disappearing into the void.

Linlin patiently waited. After a while, Bertha opened her bright purple eyes and said with a slight doubt,

“The Lonely Mourner, do you know him? I can only deduce this name.”

“The Lonely Mourner?” Linlin began to search her memory.

Little Lin broke free from the clothes roll, stepped barefoot on the dining table, and answered,

“The Lonely Mourner, I seem to have a bit of an impression.”