The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

"Sir, we have offended you!" Lorenwei cried out. "Please show mercy! Whatever your request, we will do our best to fulfill it!"

She maintained a defensive stance, keeping a close eye on the woman in the black mist's movements.

The woman in the black mist was shrouded in a layer of black mist, and the night was dark, so her appearance was not clear at all, and even her voice was so hoarse that it was hard to tell her age.

Lorenwei was anxious, watching as Meilan got too close to the mysterious woman in the black mist, fearing she might be harmed. If all else failed, she would have to use her trump card, but that was her last resort, and she shouldn't use it lightly.

Previously, Lorenwei used her trump card to rescue Kurara because Kurara's Shadow Serpent attacked first, and she also had the urge to play the hero and show off. Today, she has no grudge against this sorcerer, and besides, she's currently in her female form and using her Sword Saint form; she's afraid of being recognized by Sylph and Melanie…

"You're quite the tactful one, young lady. These days, young people are something else." The woman in black mist flicked her hand, and a cloud of black mist drifted towards Meilan.

Meilan's eyes narrowed, and she was about to throw a punch.

"Don't touch it! Get out of the way!" Lorenwei shouted a warning.

Meilan hesitated for a moment, wanting to quickly withdraw her fist as Lorenwei had reminded her, but the black mist suddenly accelerated and transformed into a venomous snake in the shape of smoke, crashing into Meilan's fist.

"Oh my?!" Meilan was startled and tried to pull her wrist back, but it was too late to dodge.

A venomous snake, shrouded in smoke, instantly crawled onto her wrist.

"It hurts!" Meilan cried out.

"Hahaha! Dare to throw a punch at me? Go mad in the curse of fantasy!" The woman in the black mist laughed shrilly in a hoarse voice, the tone particularly grating on the ears.

"Come back quickly!" Lorenwei had already stepped forward quickly, trying to pull Meilan back.

Meilan returned faster than she expected, frantically shaking her arms, but unable to shake off the black, misty snake coiled around her wrist: "This thing bites so painfully!"

She grabbed the black mist snake's tail and pulled hard a few times, actually managing to tear it off.

The black mist venomous snake turned into a wisp of smoke and vanished without a trace.

"Huh?" Lorenwei exclaimed in surprise. "Melan's dark attribute resistance is that strong? Right, her elemental affinity was rated A during the assessment, I didn't expect it to have such high resistance? Even my S-rank can't match this!"

Lorenwei certainly didn't expect that, as a high-level demon, Meilan's abilities were suppressed while she was practicing the secret technique, but her outstanding dark attribute resistance was only slightly weakened, and her foundation was still solid.

"You... how come you weren't cursed?!" the woman in the black mist exclaimed.

Unfortunately, the light was dim, and she was hidden in a cloud of mist, so her expression could not be seen.

"Why did you release snakes to bite people?!" Meilan rubbed the spot on her hand where she had been bitten. Fortunately, there was no bleeding or other symptoms, but there were indeed two areas where the flesh was noticeably discolored due to pressure. However, there were no signs of poisoning or blackening.

Lorenwei knew that the black mist serpents she had just released were a type of curse spell. While not particularly powerful offensively, it could create various illusions. Those with weaker wills were more susceptible to its effects; at best, they would run around in fear, bumping into things and getting injured; at worst, they would be constantly haunted by the illusions and even scared to death.

Of course, those who have trained as martial artists or mages won't experience the same level of discomfort as ordinary people, but interference is inevitable. However, the fact that Meilan only felt a sharp pain was puzzling to Lorenwei.

Perhaps her mind was too focused, preventing her from seeing any illusions? Lorenwei pondered. Of course, there was no time to think about it now; she quickly took out the boxing gloves and gave them to Melanie, urging her to concentrate on her fight.

"I've got her in mind," Siruf's voice came from behind.

"Don't make a move rashly, I'll handle it." Lorenwei maintained her defensive stance and politely said to the woman in the black mist, "Your Excellency, sorcerer, we have offended you and are willing to offer 100 silver coins as compensation. Please forgive our offense."

"100 silver coins? Heh heh heh heh." The woman in the black mist laughed strangely. "You're quite the businessman for your age. So many adults would be stubborn and court death in this situation. I don't need 100 silver coins. I just found a little girl with good dark attribute, so I'll have her compensate me."

“…Oh, it’s good that you’re one of us.” Lorenwei lowered her wand from its defensive stance and said with a relaxed expression.

"You?" The woman in the black mist looked at her strangely.

“I come from the north, and my family name contains the character ‘black’.” Lorenwei took out a black robe from her spatial ring, shook it slightly, and then put it back.

She was obviously impersonating the person in the black robe.

She couldn't wear the robe because it was just an ordinary black robe, different from the robes of the Black Robe Organization. Under the cover of darkness, it would be difficult for the other party to identify her.

"..." The woman in the black mist was stunned, tilting her head and staring at Lorenwei for a long time.

Soon, she took out a crystal ball from her bosom, chanted a spell softly, and the crystal ball began to emit a faint white light, even dispelling some of her black mist. A burst of black light quickly followed, swirling briefly within the now-white crystal ball.

Those who understand know that she is testing the talent of the person in front of her.

Lorenvi squinted slightly, not because the light was too bright...

The white light dispelled some of the black mist, allowing people to see the face of the woman in the black mist.

"Ah! Why is her face so thin? She looks like a zombie!" Meilan exclaimed.

Sylph, with her inherent strength, was even calmer than her, remaining silent and maintaining control of the golden bow to ensure she could fire rapidly.

The next moment, the crystal ball in the black mist woman's hand suddenly burst forth with colorful light, and countless dazzling colors swirled inside the ball!

"Wow! How many kinds of top-tier talents are there? Who among you is such a gifted girl?!" The woman in black mist was overjoyed.

But the next second, she felt dizzy, her vision swirling, and finally she swayed close to the ground and stopped moving.

Her last sight was of the blue-haired girl, who had appeared behind her at some point, a sharp short blade that had inexplicably appeared in her hand, gleaming coldly in the night.

The headless body, still shrouded in a wisp of black mist, swayed a few times without spitting out blood, and then slowly collapsed...

Chapter 129 Guarding the Corpse Isn't Good! My Harem Leader Template is Kurara

The woman's corpse lay on the ground, her head severed from her body. Strangely, there was no blood, but the black mist gradually weakened and eventually disappeared.

After about ten breaths, the black mist completely disappeared, revealing the entire body of the woman lying on the ground. Melanie and Sylph were still in shock.

"Lorenwei, how could you move so fast?!" Meilan exclaimed. "I didn't even see it! And that short blade in your hand is so powerful, can it kill without drawing blood?"

Sylph didn't say anything, but a familiar feeling welled up in her heart.

Yes, that familiar feeling! Seeing her wield a sword like this for the first time, she was certain it was someone she knew very well from the past! Sylph bit her lip, a surge of excitement welling up inside her. Based on the numerous clues from the hot spring village, she was becoming increasingly confident that she could deduce the meaning of her lost memories…

“She’s a sorcerer, and it’s very likely that she survives by possessing a corpse. Melanie, take back the Slime King. This battle is not suitable for a creature like it. Spellcasters have a natural aura of power over it.” Lorenwei said casually as she took out some magic array supplies from her spatial ring. “You even claimed that you wanted to learn magic, but what happened? You started kicking without warning, all the teachers got kicked to pieces, you’re sleeping in class, and you always wear boxing gloves when you fight.”

Meilan, having captured the Slime King, exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, Lorenwei, you sound a bit like a bard."

“She’s a chatterbox.” Sylph snorted from the side, quickly noticing Lorenvie’s strange behavior—she was still staring at the corpse—and asked in confusion, “Isn’t she dead?”

“Keeping a corpse is an immoral act; good children shouldn’t learn from it,” Lorenwei said as she began setting up a magic circle around them.

Sylph: "Knowing that this is immoral, does that mean you don't want to be a good girl anymore?"

Lorenvi chuckled: "I'm not a child, I'm a good person. But to deal with bad people, you have to be worse than them. Why should good people suffer?"

Meilan looked on curiously: "She can be resurrected?"

Prioritizing safety, Lorenvi didn't rummage through the boxes (search the corpses). Instead, she set up a magic circle, saying, "I ambushed them. Who knows if they'll transform a second time?"

In less than a minute, Lorenwei swiftly set up a simple magic circle. Currently in her hero form, her speed, skill, and control in setting up magic circles were extraordinary, a significant improvement over her usual self.

"By the way, why isn't there any blood on her body?"

“Some sorcerers abandon their original bodies and use corpses to store their souls, so their bodies have no blood; they are corpses after all,” Lorenwei explained as she imbued Melanie and Sylph’s weapons with divine attributes. “These kinds of people are utterly wicked because they must kill good people to take away one percent of their lifespan that they could have lived, as the lifespan of their own corpses. The longer such sorcerers live, the more people they harm.”

"Then we can't be polite to her!" Melanie and Sylph both perked up and began to cooperate with Lorenvie in guarding the corpse.

Lorenwei was afraid that the woman in the black mist was poisoned, so she didn't touch her, but she couldn't resist her mischievous impulse, so she carefully approached her head.

According to the book and Jansen's teachings, the resurrection intervals of sorcerers are very short, but they lack vitality during the resurrection period, unlike the undead. So, the head should be something that can be dealt with.

Lorenwei took out a pen from her spatial ring and began to work, while telling her teammates to act appropriately.

Soon, the fingers of the woman's corpse twitched.

"It's alive! It's alive!" Lorenwei shouted. "All departments, to your positions! Action!"

A piercing roar echoed through the desolate wilderness at night: "Damn it—!"

The woman in the black mist trembled continuously, yet she managed to stand up again, and the black mist rose once more, even denser than before.

She slowly walked to her head, picked it up, and reattached it to her body.

"I actually wasted one of my chances to revive! Damn it!" the woman in the black mist roared.

"You, how could you possibly be resurrected?!" Meilan shouted exaggeratedly on purpose.

"..." Sylph couldn't stand it anymore, thinking that Melanie's straightforward personality meant she had no talent for acting, so she quickly shouted, "Who are you? How can you be resurrected? But if you hurt us, the Black Robe won't let you off!"

As expected of the female elf who had cooperated with the hero, Lorenvi was waiting for her to be resurrected just to ask her a few questions.

"Hahaha! You don't even recognize one of the organization's four guardians, yet you dare to impersonate Black Robe?!" The woman in black mist laughed.

"You are one of the four guardians of the Black Robe?" Lorenwei asked in surprise.

"You didn't expect that, did you? I am the Mist Protector." Although the woman in black mist was wary of the blue-haired girl's sword speed, she felt that since it was a sneak attack, and her abilities had doubled after her resurrection, she would not be beheaded again.

"Ah! I've long admired your name. I've wanted to join the Black Robe Organization for a long time. I wonder if you could make an introduction?" Lorenwei was full of empty talk.

"You? Perhaps I can consider it..." The woman in the black mist naturally didn't believe it, but the other party's talent was too tempting, exactly the ritual medium the organization needed. As long as she could be tricked into joining the organization, what was there to fear about her causing chaos?

However, Lorenwei then added, "If you could give me a salary of tens of thousands of copper coins per month, a five-day work week with two days off, eleven months of paid vacation per year, plus twenty-two days of family visit leave, I would be very willing to join the Black Robes."

"...Isn't this a year without any work?!" the woman in black mist roared.

Lorenvi scoffed, "You just tested my talent, didn't you? Was it some kind of summoning ritual medium? Clearly, you need me, so is it a problem if I don't work?!"

The woman in the black mist asked in surprise, "How...how did you know?"

"Nonsense, the two big shots in the family already have an overflowing knowledge of magic, which also proves my guess." Lorenwei muttered to herself, while saying aloud, "If we can't reach an agreement, then there's nothing I can do. Note that it's me who wants to join, but you don't agree. This is a matter of attitude, not that I'm unwilling."

"Pfft—" Meilan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The woman in black mist angrily retorted, "Blue-haired girl, listen to the conditions you've offered! Even your teammates are laughing!"

"No, it's not because of her." Meilan suppressed a laugh, her shoulders shaking, and pointed her arm, saying, "Your face..."

Because the woman in the black mist had marks from a glow-in-the-dark pen on her face, even though the black mist obscured her features, her face was still visible, with two large, glowing green eye circles and an exaggerated green mustache. It was quite funny to see such a garish face glowing in the middle of the night.

"What are you laughing at?" the woman in the black mist asked, still confused.

"Was she insane before she died?" The woman in the black mist never expected that such a young person would know the details of her resurrection and be so bold as to play a prank.

"Hahaha!" Lorenwei couldn't help but laugh too.

"Damn it! Apart from this girl with amazing elemental talent, I'm going to turn the other two into my corpse clones for future use!"

"I'm not going to mess with you anymore. I already know what I need to know." Lorenwei felt her Sword Saint state was about to disappear, so she didn't dare to say anything more and quickly said, "Hi~o(*￣▽￣*)ブ Auntie, you revived so quickly! It's good that you picked up your own head, making it a round number so it's easier for us to kill you. So please die again!"

Even so, she still talked at length.

"Who's the auntie?!" the woman in the black mist roared.

Meilan has already called back: "You didn't get a chance to hit me much before, now you'll have to try!"

"Useless! Useless! Useless!" The woman in black mist raised her hand, preparing to use the steel band on her arm to help the black mist defend her.

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