Shut up, brave man! I don't want to atone for my sins to you!

It was even more impossible for her to tell Charles that she was the real Rachel, and that the Rachel he loved so much was just an illusory reflection that was out of reach. Once he tried to reach out and touch her, the ripples that would be created would tear the reflection into pieces.

Although the role of Miss Pastor...is also her true character.

Maybe she can play a role-playing game.

Play the role of an evil dragon destined to be defeated by the hero.

Then, just like she had done before, she would sneak into the hero's team and do her best to make the hero fall deeply in love with her.

After that, the wheel of fate turns as usual, and the hero will still go to fight the dragon, but when the hero pierces the dragon's heart with the holy sword, the dragon will turn back into the girl that the hero is infatuated with.

Then, the dragon will give the hero a key and say to him:

"It's as if I ate your girl...Go find her there, I left everything about her there."

The brave man finally understood everything... No, in the final analysis, perhaps he still couldn't figure out whether he knew the evil dragon or the girl he once loved deeply.

Just thinking about it made Lacie feel that this was extremely interesting, but it was a pity that she had already used a similar trick on the hero once, and using it again might only have the opposite effect.

So she gave up the idea with regret.

But then she thought of how to lie to Charles:

"Before we collect enough materials, there will be no progress in the resurrection ritual research. So even if you bring your wife's coffin here in advance, it will be useless and may even have a counterproductive effect."

As Rachel spoke, she patted the coffin, which in a sense also belonged to her:

"Originally, because of the freezing spell and this elven mother tree coffin, your wife's condition was well preserved. Even if a year had passed, there would have been no change. But you insisted on digging her out of the grave and bringing her here..."

She looked at the hero, pretending to be serious, and threatened:

"Have you ever considered that any tiny fluctuation of magic power on the road may break the balance of magic power in the coffin? If that's the case, aren't you afraid that something might happen to your wife?"

After saying this, she couldn't help but add in her heart:

"--For example, it could be stolen."

Charles was illiterate about the law, so of course he didn't know that all the words that Lacie said were meant to fool outsiders. But there was nothing he could do, because he was uneducated. Being uneducated was really scary. He didn't even doubt whether Lacie's words were true or false.

He just walked around the coffin twice like an ant on a hot pan, and suddenly raised his head.

The worker ant looked at his queen.

"Is Lacie okay?" The brave man's voice was trembling.

Lacey was happy.

She thought to herself, of course your wife is fine. Isn't she standing in front of you safe and sound?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but say "Pooh, Pooh", thinking to herself, who is your wife? I am not your wife, get lost!

But on the surface, she has the demeanor of a master with profound knowledge and majestic presence.

"Don't worry, don't worry," Lacie comforted Charles, "Don't worry, I checked and your wife is fine."

Of course she was fine, she was alive and well. If anything, the only one who was in trouble could be Charles.

Ever since she had lied to Charles with those two words, the child had been like a lost soul, staying beside the coffin, his face ashen and listless, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

But if I had known this earlier, why did I do it in the first place?

Lacey sighed, walked over and continued:

"Believe me, I'm the Witch of Dawn and Dusk. Even if your wife is dead, I can bring her back. What's more, I'm just trying to preserve her body... It's nothing. Don't be so sad. Just remember not to act rashly in the future, okay?"

Charles said nothing, but nodded silently.

If we have to say what is good about this brave warrior, it is probably his humility. He really listens to other people's suggestions.

But Lacier couldn't help but say a few more words - just like when she was still in the Hero Team, she always couldn't help but nag Ciel:

"So why are you always thinking about moving your wife here with her coffin? Can't you leave her? She's already been laid to rest, just let her have some rest."

"You are a person who only thinks about yourself."

This is the truth. Lacele hoped that Charles would give up on resurrecting her, so that he could go his way and she could go her way.

She doesn't even want any compensation, as long as the hero doesn't discover the truth and settle accounts with her.

But Charles still stubbornly and silently wanted to revive her, like a stinky, hard stone that could not be touched by anything.

Have you asked her opinion?

She has an opinion!

But it was useless. She had opinions but didn't dare to say them out loud. She was still dragged by the stone-like Charles to play this resurrection match with an uncertain future.

Lacey felt inexplicably irritated.

She turned her head, raised her eyebrows and widened her eyes, staring at Charles fiercely, thinking to herself, you are so troublesome, look, I will secretly stab you to death!

But Charles suddenly squatted down.

He leaned against the coffin, and put his face against it, his eyes deep, it was hard to tell whether it was nostalgia or lingering. Rachel guessed that he began to ruminate on the illusion of yesterday's happiness, just like a cow, as if only in this way could he survive in the increasingly cold and difficult reality.

She actually felt that Charles was a little pitiful.

But the witch should not have any extra sympathy, not to mention that Charles still owed her a debt, so this scene would be more suitable for opening champagne.

But she suddenly heard Charles say quietly, either to her or to someone else:

"Lacey told me that she is particularly afraid of loneliness. She doesn't like being alone. She likes to be lively and bustling. That's why she joined our team."

"I don't know what it feels like to be dead, but I think it would be lonely to be alone in a coffin, buried underground."

"So after she was buried, I went to be with her almost every day."

"It was not until these few days that I heard that you had a way to revive her, so I rushed to the Sea of ​​Forest. But it took almost ten days to go there and back, and it takes a long time to prepare the materials to revive her..."

The brave man placed his palm on the coffin, as if he thought that this would allow him to touch the lover in the coffin.

He was even satisfied with it, with a slight smile on his face.

"I've already been very sorry for her," the man said softly, "I can't be sorry for her again."

"—so I wanted to tell her that she was no longer alone."

Upon hearing this, Lacie couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

She thought to herself, no wonder when my buddy was lying in the coffin, he saw you coming to check on him every day, which made my buddy endure three months in the coffin before he dared to get out.

And the reason turned out to be something she said accidentally a long time ago?

It was just an unintentional remark, but Charles collected it as carefully as picking up fallen leaves, and sandwiched it between the pages of a book. Then, when time jumped to the present, he turned the pages again and found a brilliant and splendid mark.

So why is it that our great hero has such a good memory only in places like this?

Lacier thought in a weird way, and then made a very strange gesture——

In front of the hero, she put her ear to the coffin, as if she heard something, nodded a few times pretentiously, and then looked up at the hero again.

The hero was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked:

"What did you hear?"

Lacey replied in a serious tone:

"Yes, I heard it. I heard your wife say to you—"

"I have read it, but she is too lazy to pay attention to you."

[To be continued]

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14. Do you want to come?

When Rachel said that the priest didn't bother with Charles, Charles actually believed her.

He even pestered Rachel, asking her if she could really talk to the priest sleeping in the coffin.

Lacey thought, nonsense, of course I can talk to myself, but you should stop thinking about the priest in the coffin, because your wife has been taken away by our brothers!

At the same time, she felt a little sad.

She remembered that the hero was originally quite smart, why is he so stupid now?

Love-brain is so scary that it can turn even smart and brave people into fools.

But it's all a good thing. The dumber Charles is, the easier he is to deal with.

For example, now, Lacie only needs to tell Charles to leave your wife's coffin there, but don't think about opening it, otherwise it might destroy the balance of magic in the coffin. If something goes wrong, even I can't save your wife.

If she dared to say it, Charles would believe it.

So Charles didn't dare to touch the coffin again. At least for a while, Lacie didn't have to worry about Charles discovering her true identity.

But it was still a stopgap measure, and Rachel had no way of ensuring that Charles would never discover the truth.

She wanted to brainwash Charles, but unfortunately she couldn't do it. Let's put aside the question of whether she could beat Charles. Don't forget that Charles has forbidden spells. Even if she brainwashed Charles, when Charles used forbidden spells, the tricks she had on Charles' brain would naturally be untied.

That would be difficult to deal with.

So the resurrection of the priest is imminent.

Rachel was already prepared. As long as she collected enough materials, she would cut out the memory of herself pretending to be a priest, and use it as the core to create the priest Rachel in Charles' mind.

In addition, she also has to meet the old masters of the White Tower Alliance.

The spell prototype of the master-servant contract she signed with Charles was produced by the White Tower Alliance. Now that there is a problem with the contract, the group of old denizens in the White Tower Alliance are naturally to blame - Lacie has made up her mind that when she arrives at the White Tower, she will make the old denizens who shared the spell prototype with her blast out a lot of gold coins.

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At this point, Lacie finally figured out the three philosophical questions that were relevant to her at this stage.

Who is she?

She is the Twilight Witch, Rachel Charlotte.

Where is she from?

She came from Dongtu University...ah, from another world shrouded in the glory of science.

Where is she going?

She just wants to eat and wait for death.

But now someone won't let her lie down.

It was a hero - the hero of this generation of Pangaea, Charles Green, who wanted to destroy her peaceful life.

In order to prevent the hateful hero from succeeding, she needs to accomplish two things.

First, terminate the master-servant contract between her and the hero as soon as possible to ensure that even if the hero knows the truth, he will not be able to do anything to her.

After all, she can use the warp spell, but the hero can only chase her on foot. She doesn't think the hero can catch her.

Second, quickly gather enough materials to make a fake priest and return the brave girl to him.

Doing so would eliminate future troubles, completely cut ties with the hero, and prevent the hero from looking for her again, so as to avoid the truth of that year being exposed.

Of course, Lacier felt that she could also accomplish a third task by the way—

Lacie doesn't have the courage to resurrect the priest, but she has the courage to make money in the name of resurrecting the priest, and it's a big one!

Three years ago, Charles destroyed the magic circle she had worked so hard to build, causing her to lose countless precious materials - she wanted to squeeze everything she had lost back from Charles with her own hands!

Although Charles was poor, he was a hero after all. As long as he was willing to put aside his pride and ask for help, he could always get some materials, such as the elven mother tree coffin that had trapped her for three months. Charles could not afford such a priceless thing. Laceier guessed that the elves had sent it to her after her death in order to thank the former hero for his help.

As the current hero, Charles has helped countless people without expecting anything in return, so he is quite famous throughout the entire Pan-Continent. However, he has never thought of asking for rewards from those people, so he is often short of money.

Lacele believed that if Charles needed it, many people would come to his door and bring him various precious materials.

But Charles, like all the heroes of the past, is stubborn and has never been interested in these material things.

After following that guy for three years, Lacie knew that, apart from the hero's head, the most valuable thing on Charles' body was probably the holy sword passed down from generation to generation of heroes.