King of Mysteries

Entering the bathroom, Bruce locked the door. There was one man and two women in the entire manor, so he had to protect himself first. Who said boys wouldn't be violated? Bruce was startled by the wolf-like Danvers. Bruce had seen a piece of news in the study before. He was shocked that a 12-year-old boy was treated like this by a 43-year-old woman while walking at night! Bruce wanted to complain about such a title, but he couldn't help but read the content inside. It was indeed what he thought, poor boy. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh that there are still similarities between the worlds in some places. Although Danvers is a very beautiful woman and not an old lady, these are not the key. She is your cousin, the kind that is related by blood! However, in the Rune Kingdom, there are no clear requirements for the marriage of close relatives. It is even highly respected in some noble circles. As long as they are not blood brothers and sisters, they can get married. There are also some crazy remarks about pure blood. Standing in front of the mirror, Bruce patted his face to get rid of the unrealistic thoughts in his mind. Bruce took off his shirt. There is a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom, where you can admire your body shape. Walking to the bathtub, Bruce explored it with his hand. The water in the bathtub was still very hot and full. He sat in and the water overflowed, flowing along the smooth surface of the bathtub and onto the tile floor. What he didn't notice was that the water flowing on the tiles seemed to be alive, spreading around the bathtub and turning into thin lines that kept intertwining, like painting. Taking a bath was a very comfortable thing. The warm and comfortable feeling penetrated into Bruce's bones. He lay in the bathtub and enjoyed it very much. As time passed, the water flow on the floor seemed to complete its painting, forming a huge circular pattern that enveloped the bathtub where Bruce was bathing. The curtain next to the bathtub was slightly blown by the wind. "It's so cold..." Bruce opened his eyes. He felt the heat in his body was losing. The water in the bathtub had no temperature at all, and a chill poured into his body from all directions. "What's going on?" Bruce struggled to get up, but the surface of the bathtub was smooth and he couldn't hold on to anything. He fell directly into the water, as if he had fallen into the bottomless sea. There was nothing underneath him. He could see the ceiling of the bathroom above the water, and he was very close to the water. He wanted to swim up, but something seemed to be holding his head, holding him back. The bathroom light flickered on and off. Bruce immediately thought of mysterious power. "Break the situation!" "This is the picture of hatred of the drowned. It pulls the cursed people to drown together, but this is just a small curse, not strong. In your current situation, if you want to survive, you can only struggle. Remember, struggle, struggle with all your strength!" The words that prompted the situation seemed useless, but Bruce understood that the situation had given him a way out of the predicament. He had to struggle and try his best to struggle instead of fearing and giving up! If you have hope of survival, of course you should live as much as possible. Water poured into his mouth and nose, making it extremely difficult to breathe. Bruce did not compromise and kept struggling. "Crack!" Bruce felt a crisp sound in his ears, as if something was broken. Then, the power above his head suddenly disappeared. His hands reached the bottom of the bathtub. He immediately sat up from the bathtub and was able to take a big breath. Bruce coughed violently, spitting out large gulps of water, climbed out of the bathtub with difficulty, and sat on the cold floor. The water was still warm. Bruce reached out and brushed his hair, wiping away the water on his face. There was still a hint of panic in his eyes. Jessica returned to her room and sat on the bed holding the Wraith Doll. A small light was turned on in the room, but it only illuminated a little bit of the head of the bed. She was huddled in the shadows, silently as if waiting for something. Suddenly, the Wraith Doll shook violently and let out a tiny tearing scream. Jessica was startled and quickly picked up the Wraith Doll. "What's wrong with you?" "My curse is broken..." The wraith doll stared at Jessica closely, its face looked horrifying and its voice was urgent. "We're in trouble." "His spirituality is very strong. That Bruce might be an extraordinary person!" As the Wraith Doll spoke, one of its eyes fell off, fell on the bed, and rolled along the bed to the floor, but it still stared at Jessica closely. "Little Jessica, I won't be able to keep this doll any longer soon. I need other things. Lend me your body and sign a contract with me. You've seen it over the years. I won't hurt you. Trust me." Jessica was silent. "Sign a contract with me and you can also use my power. Isn't this what you dream of? Instead of relying on me, this allows you to truly gain power." The resentful doll continues to bewitch Jessica. Jessica was lost in thought. A few years ago, she accidentally came into contact with a scripture that could summon a mysterious spirit. She secretly prepared materials for sacrifice and tried to summon it. She summoned it many times, and finally successfully summoned a spirit and sealed it in the doll. These years of contact also let her know what the spirit she summoned was, the wraith of Albersonike, which is Fawcett who is now beside her. Albesanike was a small town in the Kingdom of Rune two hundred years ago. It was submerged by a sudden flood, and its existence was wiped off the map from then on. Because of the disaster, many people lost their lives, and Albesanike gave birth to the resentful spirits of many drowned people. The one she summoned was one of them. This resentful spirit is good at some curses. She tried several times, some failed, some succeeded, and overall it was pretty good, including causing her parents to die suddenly. This so-called cousin Bruce will definitely restrain her and reprimand her like her parents after arriving at Wayne Manor. Her sister also said that this man will expel them, so he must die too. She is absolutely free and does not need anyone to control her. She does not like this Bruce either. But it seems that this wraith can't deal with this Bruce. "You're useless." Jessica had never heard of the Extraordinary, but she knew that if this Wraith Spirit didn't work anymore, then replace it with another one. So she threw the Wraith Spirit Doll aside and threw it into the corner like trash. "I also have a new material. I will summon it again and summon a stronger spirit body. It will help me deal with Bruce." Jessica got out of bed and walked towards the door. "Wait, Jessica, no, don't do this, I can try again. I was just joking just now. You haven't laughed for a long time, Jessica." No matter how the Wraith Doll screamed, Jessica ignored it, left on her own, and closed the door. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!" The Wraith Doll yelled on the side. Although it was irritable, it also revealed a bit of helplessness. It was sealed in the doll and was very inconvenient to move. It also realized that its performance just now was a bit urgent, making Jessica wary of it again, but it did need Jessica's body. The sudden appearance of other people of the same kind, as well as the spiritual Bruce, made it a little impatient and lost its temper. But the real headache for it is Jessica. It knows very well the ability of this little girl Jessica. If she continues to summon spirits, strong competitors will appear next. It won't get that treasure at Wayne Manor. Not only that, Jessica's summons will inevitably cause movement. The night watchmen of the Church of the Night Goddess are very likely to appear, and its situation will become very dangerous. Its spiritual power has been exhausted. "No, I have to do something, otherwise I will be annihilated here." The wraith doll was so anxious that it was spinning in the corner.

No matter how you look at it, it feels like it's an imitation of Lord of Mysteries.

Danforth's mind was in turmoil. After arranging Bruce's bedroom, Danvers returned to her room. She lay on the bed and tossed and turned, feeling a little hot. She didn't know what happened to her today. After meeting Bruce, her heart never calmed down. Maybe she was worried about her future, so she consciously made some sacrifices. Although she didn't want to lose her current life, Danvers couldn't help but blush when she thought about what happened just now. She actually tried to seduce a man. Danfoss couldn't even imagine this. What happened to him? At previous dances and parties, many men approached me, but I politely kept my distance. Today, I actually took the initiative to approach him. Danfoss, you have fallen! Danforth touched his face, it was hot, and his body was also very hot. Bruce is not very handsome and is obviously not his type, but how should he explain his behavior? Her body was sweating slightly, so Danforth could only walk into the separate bathroom in the bedroom, take off his clothes, wash up and take a shower. After a while, the bathroom was filled with mist, and a faint scent of milk came out. After taking a shower for a while, Danvers calmed down a little. Whenever Danfoss is in a bad mood, he will take a shower. After taking a shower, he will feel much better, and this time is no exception. What happened today made her feel a little impulsive. She might be too anxious. You must not be impulsive, otherwise cousin Bruce will think that you are a frivolous woman, which will make your cousin look down on you. He might be kicked out of the manor because of this! "Danforth, you must calm down!" Danforth tried to tell himself. After a simple bath, Danvers sat in front of the dressing table wrapped in a pajamas, combing his hair in front of the mirror. Once, twice, three times, suddenly, Danforth's movements gradually became sluggish. A delicate black rose appeared on her chest. She put down the comb in her hand, slowly left the dressing table, opened the door to the room, and walked out, but in the mirror of the dressing table, there was Danforth still sitting there. Danvers in the mirror showed a strange smile. "Finally, can't you bear it after a little inducement? It is indeed the essence deep in the blood." ... In the study, Bruce is studying the origin of the myth of this world. It may be because the Kingdom of Rune believes in the Church of the Goddess of Night. The status of the Goddess of Night is the highest point of the gods. When the world was shrouded in darkness, the Goddess of Night already existed. Later, light, thunder and lightning, storms, etc. Appeared. Maybe in other countries, the gods believed in by those countries will have different opinions. After all, who doesn't want their god to be the original and most powerful god? Books from other countries are not available here, and Bruce has no way of knowing. He looked at a small mirror on the desk. This was the first time he took a closer look at the face of his body. The facial contours were relatively sharp, the skin was a little rough, and the black hair was not suitable for him now and needed to be trimmed a little. After looking at it for a moment, Bruce picked up the book again. "Dong dong dong..." Bruce heard the sound at the door and raised his head from the pile of books. "The door is open, please come in." At the door, Danvers was leaning against the door wearing silk pajamas, his cheeks were red and his eyes were a little blurry. "What are you going to do?" Bruce glanced at the door and was stunned. He looked at the wine bottle and two goblets in Danvers' hands and asked. Bruce had a feeling that his cousin Danvers was about to throw himself into his arms? This white skin, this fragrance that almost fills the whole study. "Cousin, the room has been prepared for you. I can't sleep. Can you have a drink with me?" Danforth said, shaking the bottle in his hand. "Um, I don't know how to drink." Bruce waved his hand and turned his attention back to the book. "If you don't know how to drink, you can still try the red wine my father collected." Danvers walked into the study, put the wine glass and bottle on the desk, and leaned against the desk. Bruce quickly turned his head away. He wanted to be a gentleman, but he glanced at Danvers gently from the corner of his eye. Danfoss is a very good-looking girl, but she is his cousin after all. What if she pushes her forward? Bruce's thoughts were overwhelming, and he kept roaring in his heart. "Bruce, you must hold on!" Danforth stretched out his hand and cupped Bruce's face. With this slight bend, the collar dropped slightly, and a black rose flashed in Bruce's eyes. Well, tonight is probably going to be a sleepless night. However, at this moment, there was an untimely knock on the door. "Bruce... Cousin, the hot water has been prepared for you. Take a shower as soon as possible." Outside the study, Jessica knocked on the door and looked at the scene in front of her coldly. Hearing his sister's voice, Danforth immediately stopped moving, froze to the side, and slowly retracted his hand, while Bruce continued to pretend that he was reading. Bruce was relieved that Jessica came just in time. "Cousin Bruce, you can take a shower." Jessica repeated it coldly. "Oh, okay, I'll be there right away. Thank you, Jessica is so considerate." Bruce put down the book in his hand, walked to the door with a smile, rubbed Jessica's golden hair, and then went to the bathroom. Bruce didn't notice anything wrong with Jessica's tone. After all, some embarrassing things happened between him and her sister. Jessica also looked bad after Bruce touched her hair. "Sister, what are you doing?" Jessica stared at Danvers. Although she didn't understand what happened just now, and she didn't understand anything about men and women, she could tell that this was a very intimate action. None of her sisters had ever done such an intimate action to her. Jessica's hatred of Bruce deepened. Danforth seemed to have sobered up and was confused. She pressed her forehead. Didn't she just take a shower and comb her hair? "Well, what happened to me just now?" Suddenly, Danforth seemed to remember something, and his whole body turned red, blushing and hot. What was she doing just now! Danforth had no shame in front of his sister and ran out of the study. Her sister was very abnormal. Jessica had a very direct feeling. There was also a very strange aura on her sister. This strange aura was very different from the aura on Bruce's body. "What happened to my sister?" The wraith doll in Jessica's arms stared at Danvers's back for a long time, and then spoke slowly. "She must have been confused by something." The Wraith Doll said. "Confused? What should we do?" Although Jessica is a bloody loli, she still cares very much about her sister. "Just being confused doesn't have much impact. There shouldn't be any problem." The Wraith Doll said, but his eyes flashed with contemplation. "I didn't expect that there is actually a similar person in the manor who is good at confusing people. Who could it be? A ghost? He actually came out at this time. Ha, it seems that you are trying to reap the benefits for that thing? I spent so much effort to kill Mr. And Mrs. Wayne, and now you want to take advantage of me. It's delusional." "That thing can only be mine!" The wraith doll snorted in his heart, his gray-brown eyes flashing with calculation.

This book is great

The title of the book makes me laugh, what's wrong with porcelain (funny)