This necromancer is going to seduce the beautiful girls who are already dead.

"Should I go take a look over there?" Sophia suggested.

“No need,” Agnes said. “We’ve already found it.”

Agnes's efficiency in establishing connections with nearby plants is astonishing.

"Ah, Flora, I'm suddenly thirsty. Could you please make me a pot of tea? I'd like to drink the tea you brewed yourself, the one you keep in your pocket," Abyss suddenly said.

"Huh?" Flora was taken aback. They were still talking to Miss Puco, which was obviously impolite.

“Oh, I’m thirsty too, Miss Poet, thank you for your help,” Miss Pu Keli said with a smile.

"Hmm... okay." Flora was a little confused, but she still stood up, went out, and went to borrow tea sets and water from someone in the mansion.

After Flora left the room, Abyss walked up to Miss Pucoly.

"Sir? Is there anything I can help you with?" Miss Puco gave Abyss a charming smile.

Instead of continuing their friendly conversation, Abis suddenly reached out and pressed Miss Pucoly's shoulder, firmly pinning her to the chair.

The smile on his face had completely disappeared.

Chapter 372 Miss Pu Keli's True Identity

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Miss Pu Keli looked at Abyss with a somewhat surprised expression and asked.

“Flora isn’t here now, so we can talk about this. I don’t want you saying anything you shouldn’t have while Flora is around.” Abyss’s expression was cold as he stared intently at the beautiful woman before him. “Who are you? What is your purpose?”

"What are you saying?" Miss Pu Keli seemed a little frightened. "I don't know what I said that offended you. Please forgive me... but if you continue like this, I will call for help."

“Don’t play dumb. You’re not stupid, and neither am I.” Abis tightened his grip on Miss Puco’s hand. “If I’m not wrong, you’ve actually been following me for a long time… My earliest memory of you is of Lavoisier in the Eastern Empire.”

Upon hearing Abyss's words, Miss Pucoly, who had initially shown a hint of fear on her face, suddenly became calm and composed, and a smile returned to her lips.

"Go on?"

“Well—I still remember when you disguised yourself as a female student back then,” Abis said. “You acted so convincingly that I didn’t even realize the student was a fake.”

Not long after Rebecca was awakened, Abyss and his party, in Lavoisier, found the Alchemists' Guild, which was discussing an important topic, through the recommendation of a female student. From the guild, they found a potion recipe that could store divine power.

The importance of this formula to the Abyss is self-evident. That formula has now become the basis for many new types of potions, such as the gel most frequently used by the Abyss to isolate divine power, and the divine potion used to counter the Lord of Nightmares when fighting Him.

But then the female student mysteriously disappeared—she went to a place that doesn't exist—she deceived the Abyss and his party.

Abyss was puzzled by this at the time, but since there were no other clues, he could only put the matter aside.

Now, Abyss's intuition tells him that he has found the mysteriously vanished guide.

"So you still remember that incident. I thought you hadn't taken it to heart, since you didn't mention it at all afterward."

Miss Pucker's surprise had completely vanished, and her gaze now seemed to be fixed on an old friend.

“Because I have no other clues, and you haven’t shown up, I don’t like to speculate,” Abis said, “especially pointless speculation.”

"Then why are you so serious?" Miss Puco asked calmly, even reaching out to touch Abyss's face. "I've helped you so much; shouldn't you be happier to see me?"

“No, thank you.” Abis brushed Miss Puco’s hand away with his own, his eyes still fixed on her. “I know you were here once before.”

"Oh? Which time?" Miss Pu Keli was not angry at Abyss's cold rejection, but instead asked with great interest.

“You are truly a genius at feigning ignorance,” Abyss sneered. “In the elven kingdoms, when my followers were shopping, you once disguised yourself as an old woman selling candy and tried to turn the power of the Lord of Bullying into candy for them to eat, didn’t you? If my followers had fallen for it then, I’m afraid I would have been defeated by the Lord of Bullying.”

“You still remember this? You’re quite vengeful.” Miss Puco laughed heartily. “After becoming one with mortals, you really are much more interesting than before… Bellator.”

"Now, could you please introduce yourself? Although half of my soul is familiar to you, I do not know you personally."

Abyss released Miss Puco's hand, which had been wrinkled by Abyss's grip, but the wrinkles quickly smoothed out and returned to normal after Abyss withdrew his hand.

"Hmm... sure. But Flora should be back soon, right?" Miss Puco shrugged. "I'm afraid I can't say for sure."

"I want to know, are you an evil god? Are you friend or foe? Or are you just a spectator who wants to see things unfold more interestingly?"

Abyss asked calmly.

Flora is indeed coming back soon. The lord's manor is full of servants, and it won't be a problem to borrow teaware and hot water from them. It won't take long. The reason Flora didn't come back while she was confronting Miss Puco in the Abyss is because she was very serious when making tea and didn't want to make any bad tea.

“Oh, the question is very brief, so I may answer it.” Miss Pu Keli nodded. “Yes, I’ve known you for quite some time, but you don’t remember any of it now. I’m neither your ally nor your enemy; as you said, I’m just an observer. As long as things develop in a direction I find interesting, I’m ready to help you—or harm you—at any time.”

"May I ask your name?"

“You can call me… Lord of Carnival. I have no followers. I gave myself this name because I like excitement.”

Pukuri's eyes no longer resembled those of a young girl; they became deep and dark. She looked at the Abyss as if she were looking at a toy that pleased her immensely.

“So, you want to help me awaken the power of the Lord of Death and Silence, is that right?” Abyss took two steps back, returning to his original position. “You know that the Lord of Delusion has placed his subordinates here, so you intend to reveal his location to me?”

"Hmm, you have a good understanding." The Lord of Carnival leaned back lazily in his chair. "Yes, I want to see how much you can remember and how many things you can do after you regain your power."

“If you are a threat to me, I might very well consider eliminating you.” Abyss did not follow up on the Lord of Carnival’s words. “It’s not that I’m incapable of doing such a thing. I hope you will stop standing in my way. Whether things are interesting or not is none of your business.”

“Ah… that’s not up to you.” The Lord of Carnival spread his hands. “I eat this. If things get too boring, I’ll go hungry.”

"Shall we talk sometime next time?" Abis asked, his smile returning to its previous expression.

“Okay.” The Lord of Carnival nodded. “As long as you can find me again—this time I won’t be giving you free information for free anytime soon.”

Abis then suddenly changed the subject: "Miss Pucoly, you really should leave here sooner. Watching a businessman make a fuss about something far less interesting than traveling and sightseeing."

"The tea is here..." Flora entered the room before Abyss could finish speaking, carrying a beautiful tea tray.

She glanced at Abyss and Miss Pucoly across from her, and seeing that the two were still chatting, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought the person opposite her was a subordinate of the Lord of Delusion, and that Abyss had seen through her.

Fortunately, Abyss was only lustful.

Wait...no! Isn't this even worse?

Chapter 373 Flora's Interpretation of the "Subtext"

"Hmm, thank you for the tea—hmm, your tea tastes very fine."

The Lord of Carnival is undoubtedly a very skilled actor among evil gods.

Even though he had just revealed his true identity to Abyss and received an undisguised threat from the latter, he was still calmly playing the role of Miss Puco.

“I just discussed the future with Miss Pucoli. It’s impossible for Miss Pucoli to stay here for long, so we can say that the matter is basically settled.” Abis took the tea that Flora handed him, took a sip, and said, “She will be leaving Salt Lake Town soon.”

"Is that so?" Flora was a little surprised. She thought today's mission would be troublesome. Wouldn't this solve everything in one go?

“However, of course, I don’t want to just leave like this. Young Master Paron has been very good to me, and I have to give him an explanation,” the Lord of Carnival said to the completely unaware Flora. “You can understand that, right?”

“Ah…yes, that’s true.” Flora blinked. “So you mean…”

“I hope you, Miss Poet, can help me persuade Young Master Paron to give up pursuing me,” said the Lord of Carnival. “That way, we’ll all be happy.”

Abyss gave the Lord of Carnival a deep look. Although this guy liked to watch the excitement, he didn't cause any trouble at this time. It seemed that this evil god was more looking forward to the development of events afterward than to the current chaos—what would happen if Abyss really took back the power of the Lord of Death.

Chi's words just now can be said to have taken many things into consideration—this way, Flora and Abyss can waste less time and leave here sooner, without ruining Flora's challenge mission.

The challenge missions were a lot of fun during the holidays. Although Abyss was a little annoyed that an evil god had suddenly appeared and wanted to get involved, Flora was having a great time. She was not only curious about Abyss's surprise, but also enjoyed playing with Abyss.

“Okay, I will do my best,” Flora said hesitantly. “However, this young master Paron seems to be a very stubborn person. He is too confident in his own ideas and will not listen to other people’s opinions at all.”

"There are ways to deal with stubborn people," the Lord of Revelry smiled.

Flora, upon hearing this, also began to think about it.

After a while, Flora raised her head and asked, "Then, Miss Puco, may I ask you, what kind of interactions have you had with Young Master Paron these past few days?"

"of course can."

……

After chatting with the Lord of Carnival for a while, Flora confidently stated that it was ready.

They had their attendants, who were waiting in the corridor, deliver the message to young Master Parron, asking him to return to his room.

Young Master Parsons seemed to be playing somewhere in the manor. His attendant brought him back in just a few minutes. When he walked in, his face was full of anticipation, as if the beautiful Miss Puco was already his fiancée.

"How's it going? Have you decided what poem to write for Miss Pucoli?" Paron looked at Abyss and Flora. "I knew you were reliable the moment I saw you!"

The Lord of Carnival smiled without saying a word as he stared at Young Master Parron, but Young Master Parron was unaware of the subtle change in atmosphere and happily returned the Lord of Carnival's wink.

“Young Master Paron, I haven’t prepared any poems, but I have prepared something else for you,” Flora said, stepping forward at that moment.

Perrin scratched his head, somewhat puzzled. "Huh? You guys aren't ready yet? Isn't writing poetry easy? Just do this, then that, and finally that, and you're done, right?"

"It's not about writing poetry. I'd like to talk to you about some details of your time with Miss Puco these past few days," Flora said. "Because Miss Puco is a very cultured lady, there are many things I can't say to you directly. I'll help you analyze them little by little."

"Hmm? You mean Miss Pucoli hinted at something to me, and if I do it, I can successfully propose?" Paron was still quite optimistic. He looked at the Lord of Revelry sitting over there and asked.

"Do you remember what Miss Pukley said when you proposed to her?" Flora asked, not indulging in the daydreams of young master Paron.

Young Master Parsons clapped his hands: "How could I forget? She replied that if I were the right person, it wouldn't be impossible."

"So here's the question: Miss Pu Keli mentioned 'perfect match'—if it really is perfect match, why doesn't she just agree to your request? Because 'perfect match' means that every aspect of you matches her preferences."

Flora, with a polite smile, explained to Pairen.

"Huh? What did you say?" Paron was stunned. His brain, which he almost never used except when playing cards, was completely unable to process this new information. Hearing Flora say this, he suddenly felt a little lost.

"I mean, did Miss Pucoli already politely decline your offer at that time?" Flora pressed.

"This...this is impossible." Young Master Paron was about to get angry, but when he looked up, he saw Flora's face—Flora had a pure smile on her face, and her two golden eyes were bright and clear, making it impossible for anyone to be angry.

Paron glanced at "Miss Pukley," who was sitting there with an elegant posture, slowly sipping her tea, and did not deny Flora's words.

"I can't accept this!" Paron said anxiously. "What about the romantic day we spent picking flowers in the flower field together the next day? Was Miss Puco just trying to appease me?"

"The next day, you and Miss Puco went flower picking, enjoyed the scenery, and had a picnic together, and you certainly had a pleasant day. But do you remember what Miss Puco said to you when you returned that evening?"

Flora continued to ask.

She had already learned about the events of the past few days from the Lord of Carnival, so she was well aware of the situation.

"She said...she said she enjoyed being with me and that I was a great companion."

"I'll say it with all my might," Pai Lunlun said confidently.