Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

Xia Ye clenched her teeth; she hated this feeling of helplessness, that she couldn't do anything about this.

We've only known each other for half a month, this guy is a complete pervert, this guy... but why do I feel so uncomfortable?

Xia Ye covered her flat chest.

"So what the hell is that raven? It can talk even though it has no magic. And what is divinity?" Carlo, being Mil's good brother, managed to steer the conversation away from the topic at a time like this.

“Divinity is something you can’t understand… That guy who controls the crows used to be a student at the academy, and his ability is…” As she said this, Xiaolu turned to look at Xia Ye.

"His ability is [Sorcery]."

Chapter 82 A Meaningless Lesson

Storm Kingdom, Sky City.

This place has been occupied by Standin and his men, but it hasn't caused a stir among the people. Even if the leadership has changed, it has nothing to do with them. They continue to live their lives as usual. The most important thing is... the city is now a ghost town!

When Melosdio and his group arrived in the city, they had already spent a day cleaning it up, leaving no living thing untouched. No, that's not right. From beginning to end, only one person was involved—Standin.

The city lord's villa.

Melosdio idly fiddled with the silver cup in his hand. Standing beside him were Barton, who was wearing only a thong, and Standin, who had his eyes closed in a prayer-like posture.

As if sensing something, Melosdio's lips curled up slightly.

"How is it?" asked the only person sitting in the chair. He opened his eyes, his dark eyes looking at the three people present with a profound gaze.

This is a boy who looks no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. He is sitting with his legs crossed on a chair that has been intricately polished like a work of art.

"What do you mean, 'how'?" Barton's eyes twitched as he looked at the boy sitting in the chair. "Even if there's something going on, it's not your place to ask. You were captured by us, so know your place, kid!"

That's right, the young man who exuded an aura of "I'm the boss" as soon as he appeared was none other than Mil, who was captured by Standin.

"Why are you so arrogant, kid? Anyone who didn't know better would think you're our boss!" Barton said, about to pull out his spiked club to teach him a lesson.

To be honest, to an uninformed person, Mil does look like a boss. Everyone present has a strong presence, but he alone doesn't exude any aura. Yet, he's the only one sitting in a chair, facing the three people in front of him as if he were facing his subordinates, with his legs crossed as if he doesn't care about anyone.

It would be perfect if we could just ignore the handcuffs on his hands.

(This paragraph has been deleted because it referenced The Hero, and hopefully it won't involve time cops.)

“Calm down, big guy.” Mil waved to Barton, his calm demeanor belying that of someone who had been kidnapped.

“Kid, you’d better know your place.” Melosdio smiled at Mil, who was sitting in the chair. “Although we wouldn’t dare kill you before Chiris arrives, torturing you a bit won’t hurt…”

"Oh?" Mil tilted his head lazily. "I'm so scared~"

"Tsk!" Melosdio's smile froze on his face. "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

He didn't personally teach Mil a lesson, but instead planned to have his underlings do it, since it would be too low-class for an A-rank [Sorcerer] to do it.

"Ali! Come here!" Melosdio clapped his hands and called to his underlings.

At his call, a timid man walked over. The man was slightly hunched over and looked to be only in his early twenties. Judging from his demeanor, he was destined to be someone's lackey.

"Boss, did you call me?" Ali glanced at Melosdio timidly, his embarrassing appearance making Melosdio want to slap him across the face.

"Teach this brat a lesson, let him know what pain is!" Melosdio pointed at Mil, who was sitting in a chair.

"Yes!"

Ali walked towards Mir. When facing Mir, he was no longer timid and hesitant. He put on a fierce air, and to be honest, it did look quite convincing with his face.

"Kid, blame your bad luck!"

Ali unleashed a powerful punch, imbued with magical energy, at Mir. The force of the punch was like that of a ferocious tiger, striking Mir squarely on the head. Ripples spread through the air, but...

Critical hit 41!

The group seemed to see these subtitles float over Mil's head, and he didn't even change his expression, still maintaining that look of disdain for everything.

"what!"

Ali, who had attacked him, instead covered his hand and lay on the ground, convulsing.

"Hahahahahaha—" Mil deliberately looked at Melosdio and laughed out loud in a monotone manner.

Melosdio, mercilessly mocked by him, looked so gloomy he could play the role of a spirit.

"You useless bastard!" He walked over and kicked Ali ten meters away. Although the kick looked powerful, he actually held back. Ali was not actually hurt and didn't even feel any pain in his hand.

Melosdio walked up to Mil, grabbed him by the collar, and said with an elegant smile:

"Kid, it seems you haven't figured out your position. Let me teach you. Your mother took good care of me ten years ago."

"Since they've been so considerate of you, then..."

Mir didn't finish his rant; halfway through, Melosdio released countless crows that burrowed into Mir's mouth.

Mir was startled by the sudden attack and fell off his chair to the ground.

"Oh, you really do have a way." Barton smiled as he looked at Mill's disheveled appearance.

This trick was originally designed to torture people. The Mir doll's body structure was quite special, so he couldn't feel pain. However, the sight of several crows crawling around in his stomach still made him feel very uncomfortable. He didn't know if this feeling was just his imagination, because his stomach didn't look like it had anything inside it at all; it was completely flat.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh gurgle gurgle gurgle..."

Although it was indeed quite uncomfortable, it was still within his tolerance level, which suggests that his internal organs are different from those of ordinary people...

After an unknown amount of time, this meaningless magic finally ended. Mil lay on the ground, gasping for breath. Although it wouldn't matter if he didn't breathe, the strong psychological effect made him subconsciously do this.

Seeing Mir's reaction, Melosdio smiled with satisfaction and pulled Ali, who had just gotten up from the ground, over to him.

"Ali, take him to the dungeon. You'll be in charge of watching over him for the next few days. There can't be any mistakes. I trust you completely..." Melosdio patted Ali on the shoulder and revealed a terrifying smile.

"Yes, yes! Big brother!" Ali shuddered, then picked up Mir, who was lying on the ground.

"You just wait..." Before being taken away, Mil gave Melosdio a sinister smile, "No one who has offended me has ever had a good ending..." except for Eileen.

For some reason, Melosdio, threatened by Mir, began to panic...

Chapter 83 Skills That Seem Powerful But Are Actually Useless

The dungeon was in terrible condition, with dim lighting, stains everywhere, and damp air; everything seemed so unpleasant.

If he still had magic, Mir could use it to isolate himself and ignore his surroundings, although that would be a waste of magic. But now he was handcuffed by these magic-suppressing handcuffs and couldn't use magic, especially since he found that he couldn't break free from them.

But so what? We just need to take the hands off, and the handcuffs will come off naturally, right?

However, Mir didn't do that. He currently lacked the ability to teleport, and it wasn't certain he could escape from under those three's noses. Besides... he had said he was going to take revenge on the guy in black...

Those three guys didn't seem to take him seriously. They just told him to watch over them, but then again, what A-rank ability user would personally guard a D-rank kid?

But he couldn't be sure if those guys had some other means of monitoring him.

Mir stared expressionlessly at Ali outside the cage, his emotionless gaze sending chills down Ali's spine.

"W-What are you doing? Why are you staring at me?"

Having someone staring at you in such a dimly lit environment is quite frightening.

"I'm hungry, give me crows to eat."

Upon hearing Mir's request, Ali couldn't help but shudder.

"Aren't you full yet?!"

"Let me roast him myself."

No! No!

Ali went out for a while, and just when Mir thought he wouldn't care about him, he brought back a bowl of instant noodles.

"Here you go, this is all I can eat." Ali shoved the instant noodles through a gap in the middle of the cage to Mir.

"You've conquered a city, and this is all you can eat?" Mil made no attempt to hide his contempt.

"Oh right? Is there a problem?" Ali seemed to be provoked by his words.

Mir didn't answer him. He finished his instant noodles in two bites and casually tossed the remaining soup over the cage next to Ali.

"Tch, missed."

Why did you hit me? Didn't I give you food?!

"But you guys are the ones who kidnapped me, what a blunder... How could I have been kidnapped? What would I do to you if I escaped?" As he spoke, Mir carefully examined Ali in front of him, as if trying to figure out where to strike.

Ali was startled by his aggressive gaze and quickly took two steps back.

"You bastard... don't even think about escaping... I... I'll keep an eye on you!" He shouted the last sentence, as if to bolster his courage.

"Ah, whatever." Mil opened his dead fish eyes and picked at his ear, the action being somewhat difficult because his hands were handcuffed together.

"Is there any food left? One bowl of instant noodles isn't even enough to fill me up. I need at least ten bowls to barely feel full."

"Ten bowls?! Are you a pig?!" Ali looked at Mir in astonishment at his exaggerated words.

“That won’t do.” Mir looked at Ali with an aggressive gaze again. “If I’m starving, I might eat anything. But if there’s anyone in front of me, he’ll be in danger…”

Ali was terrified again. The metal cages made of special materials separating them did not give him any sense of security. He always felt that if he did something wrong, the other party would break through the cage and tear him to pieces to vent his anger.

"I...I understand, I'll go get it for you!" Ali ran out in a panic.

Watching Ali leave, Mir reverted to his usual goofy demeanor.

Hmm... this inexplicable skill is actually quite useful...

Mil silently stared at his hands. Sometimes he would inexplicably learn some magic he had seen before, which completely broke the definition that "magic must be studied in depth to be learned." He had no idea how he learned the abilities, but he could learn them inexplicably.

The reason he hadn't shown any other magic before was because most of the abilities he learned were useless, such as his commonly used passive skill: the Intelligence-Lowering Aura.

As the literal meaning suggests, when he is swindling people, the people he swindles will continuously experience a decline in IQ, until their IQ drops to a level lower than his own.

Something seems off?

In general, most of the magic he learned was useless and worthless, so he rarely used it. Gradually, he forgot about these spells, but this time they actually came in handy.

Boss Aura: This skill enhances your aura, making you appear imposing and dangerous in the eyes of others. It has no effect if the opponent perceives you as an idiot, nor if their aura is stronger or their will is more powerful. Feature: No cost.

This skill is the only magic he possesses that doesn't require mana. Magic that doesn't consume mana is rare even in this other world. He had forgotten where he learned this magic, but now that his magic is sealed and he has no other choice, he finally remembered that he seems to know this magic.

When he first obtained this magic, he used it extensively, casting it on almost everyone he saw. But for some reason, it had no effect on anyone, while the guy from before was the first to be hit by it.

He had used the spell on the three people present when he was sitting in the hall, but judging from their expressions, they were completely unaffected.