Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

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Inside the fish shop, the three of them drank fish soup made with locally sourced ingredients.

Sak's face was covered in turtle drawings, but he seemed unaware of it. Xia Ye merely gave him a strange look without offering any explanation.

"The wind outside seems to have died down." Xia Ye looked up at the transparent window. Although she couldn't see the specifics, her voice had indeed become softer.

"I told you we should just lie low and wait for the big shots to take care of it."

"Glug glug woo wa wa la woo ru—" Mil, with his mouth full of fish chunks, was muttering something, and being strong and healthy, he wasn't afraid of fish bones.

"Eat first, then talk! You're disgusting!" Sack said, moving away in disgust.

"Did you encounter things like this every day before?" Xia Ye asked, biting her chopsticks.

“No, that’s not it,” Mil replied, having already swallowed the fish pieces. “I’ve encountered strange things before, but this is the first time I’ve been completely powerless to resist.”

Xia Ye nodded. This strong wind left her completely defenseless. The force, like a natural disaster, completely wore down her spirit. If she had to encounter it again in the future, she might become withdrawn.

"Instead of this, Miss Xia Ye, you should think about something else," Sack kindly reminded her.

"What is it?"

"The thing about skipping class on the first day."

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sewer.

Completely unaware that the other three were peacefully drinking fish soup, Carlo felt like he was about to become withdrawn.

He was finally about to escape from this filthy and stinking place when Mir's kick sent him tumbling into the abyss.

He was soaking in sewage, his body covered in the stench, which made him extremely uncomfortable, and he wanted to fight Mil to the death.

He tried to freeze the sewage, and it turned into hard, smelly ice.

Doesn't it feel even worse?

"Thank goodness I'm wearing a police uniform right now. If I were wearing my darlings and they were caught here, I probably would have gone crazy."

"But the most urgent thing is to figure out how to get out of here."

Locke climbed the ladder again, and this time the manhole cover didn't offer as much resistance as before; it opened with a single push.

"Strange, the wind has gotten weaker?"

Although he had shrunk, the wind was still there. A gust of wind blew on Carlo, who was covered in filth, and he felt even more disgusted as he felt cold.

Chapter Fifty-Three Angela

Angela grew up in a discordant village, and her childhood was not happy. Most of her peers did not play with her.

Her mother would just stare at the flowers growing in the house in silence all day long. The young girl didn't understand what was so beautiful about the flowers, and she had never felt the care of her mother's love since she could remember.

The neighbors all said her mother was mentally ill and not right in the head. The little girl didn't understand these things at the time, but she knew they were talking badly about her mother. Whenever she rushed over to argue back, her father would drag her home and beat her.

The little girl couldn't understand. Weren't they a family? Why was her father helping outsiders?

Later she learned that her mother had been bought and that her father would sell her in the future.

The little girl didn't cry when she learned the truth. She tried to communicate with her mother, and it turned out that her mother wasn't really mentally ill. When she looked at the little girl, there was an emotion in her eyes that wasn't love, but sympathy.

The little girl didn't understand why her mother felt sorry for her. That strange look made her a little irritable, but from then on, her mother stopped ignoring her, which made her very happy.

Later, the mother taught the little girl how to appreciate flowers, although the little girl didn't understand what was so great about flowers, and that the beauty of these things was only fleeting.

"If only there were something that could make beauty last forever," she said.

Whenever she said such words, her mother would stroke her head with her slender and warm hand. The little girl enjoyed this feeling very much. She didn't know whether she liked the warmth her mother brought or simply liked her mother's beautiful little hands.

Later, a psychic came to the village. Psychics were rare in such a small village, and all the children in the village ran over to watch.

The little girl was also very interested in psychics. She had heard that psychics could live forever, and in her innocent mind, living forever meant being beautiful forever. However, she didn't dare to crowd around the psychics like those unruly children; she only dared to glance at them from afar.

Ah~ what a beautiful older sister she is! It's amazing that her beautiful appearance has been preserved forever!

The powerful being did not show any impatience with the children watching; instead, he reached out and greeted them.

Her beautiful little hands captivated the little girl's attention.

Later, the little girl grew into a beautiful young woman, reaching the most memorable age for a girl, but it was also the time when her father sold her.

"I've raised you for so many years, it's time to make you pay back all the money I've spent on you." That's what he said.

She was sold to the village chief's mentally challenged son, and although she was very unwilling, she had no power to resist her fate.

The day before the wedding, another powerful man came to the village, but the girl was no longer in the mood to see him. She hid in the grove behind the village, feeling sad and upset. She thought about running away, but she didn't dare. She had seen with her own eyes what happened to the women in the village who had run away from their weddings before.

However, to her surprise, that powerful person found her.

"I heard you really like flowers?"

"No, I only like its beauty."

The ability user seemed quite satisfied with the girl's answer.

The girl looked at him, puzzled. She didn't understand why this high and mighty ability user would seek her out. Was it just for a chat? If he could buy her, that would be even better than marrying the village chief's foolish son.

"I can teach you how to preserve your beauty."

The man's seductive voice echoed in her mind, sounding incredibly alluring.

But what good will it do her if she learns it? Tomorrow she's getting married to that idiot who's not beautiful at all.

"Don't you want to learn?" The man's voice sounded somewhat troubled.

"But I won't be beautiful tomorrow."

The man seemed surprised by her answer and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I heard that you're getting married tomorrow. What kind of person is your fiancé?"

“It’s disgusting,” the girl said, making a gagging motion. “It’s not beautiful at all.”

What do you think of this village?

"Not beautiful at all!"

"Since it's not beautiful, then let's destroy it. I can help you with that~" The man's voice was full of temptation.

The girl realized that things that are not beautiful can simply be destroyed.

That night, with the man's help, she burned the entire village to the ground. Most of those who tried to escape were killed by the man, and there were no more than twenty survivors, including herself.

That night, she laughed happily, and her mother laughed happily too.

The man took her away. He treated her very well, never feeding her dirty bread or smashing beer bottles on her. He even taught her how to preserve her beauty and how to perform magical rituals.

“Angela, nothing is perfectly beautiful, and that’s how we should be at times like this.” The man cut the flower, leaving the stem standing alone in the soil.

The girl then understood that if you cut the beautiful parts off from the ugly parts, then all that's left is beauty.

From then on, the girl had an extra habit when performing the sacrificial ritual...

Looking at the woman she had sacrificed, the girl was very puzzled. With this puzzlement, she chopped off the woman's hand and gently stroked it.

How did a person grow on such beautiful hands?

……

Angela looked at her wrinkled hands, still in handcuffs, and remained silent.

“Angela, the prisoner, do you have anything else to say?”

Officer Elsa remained as serious as ever. Last night, she had been blown by the strong winds to the Meichuxi Academy and lost consciousness. She spent the night under the protection of the academy's barrier.

"...And him?"

After uttering those two words, Angela seemed somewhat surprised and touched her throat, still not quite accepting the fact that she was getting older.

"Him? That strange slime creature?" Although Elsa was asking the question now, she didn't mind answering Angela's question.

"That strange creature was frozen into an ice block yesterday, but it was shattered by the strong wind you summoned. Seriously, what kind of price did you, an ordinary person, pay to summon such an attack...?"

Angela remained silent. She did not summon any attack; she simply used all the souls she had killed in the past, plus some price, to summon a projection of some being.

She reached her hand to her cheek, trembling, and the wrinkled touch made her sigh.

As expected, I'm not beautiful.

Chapter 54 I Don't Treat You Like an Outsider

"Auntie, press down a little..."

Mir turned off the alarm clock that was playing strange music, then rolled over and went back to sleep.

Last night's events were resolved sooner than expected. Of the two culprits, the Mud Monster, who seemed capable of impersonating others, had been reduced to fragments. With the Mud Monster's death, the police discovered that their chief was missing.

They searched extensively and eventually found the chief's body in his safe. The autopsy revealed that he had been dead for a month. During that month, it seemed that the chief they had seen was actually that Mud Monster in disguise, and Elsa naturally skipped the position of deputy chief and became the chief.

The city was not greatly damaged after being reinforced by the big boss. However, the park that served as the center of Da Feng's spell and was also the place with the strongest wind disappeared, leaving only a bowl-shaped crater with a diameter of 1,500 meters.

During their interrogation of Angela, the group learned that she had never seen any white-haired girl of about ten years old, let alone kidnapped her.

Because of the girl's suspected princess status, the police investigated thoroughly, but found nothing, as if she didn't exist at all. Elsa didn't dare report the matter to headquarters, so the matter was dropped.

Xia Ye breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news. It seemed that the little one had left by some means. Although she was a little annoyed by the girl's disobedience, Xia Ye was mostly relieved.

After the matter was resolved, Elsa did not let Mir and Sack leave immediately. Instead, she kept them at the police station to discuss the matter of selling women's clothing [beep], so the group did not return to the apartment to sleep until around midnight.

Carlo wasn't caught by Elsa; it seems he went back first.

"Ding-dong-"

It seems someone doesn't want the puppet boy to have a proper nap; the incessant doorbell is more effective than an alarm clock.

"Who?"

Mil rubbed his eyes, and walked out wearing only his underwear, opening the door.

Sure enough, standing outside was the newbie, Miss Xia Ye.