Mystery: The Witch of Desire

"It's a pity that the rules I set cannot be changed."

Two thugs immediately stepped forward and roughly pinned her to the ground, while another thug picked up a whip and lashed it at her.

"Ah... Madam, I've been injured and can no longer entertain guests, Madam!"

Amidst the sonic boom of the whip, the young woman screamed in agony as she pleaded desperately, begging Samira for mercy with the money she had earned.

Samira just smiled, completely unconcerned.

"It's okay, some customers like it when the skin is torn open, you should be able to earn more."

"Oh--"

The young woman's screams echoed, while the other women lowered their heads, trembling, a sense of shared sorrow arose within them. Her fate today might be theirs tomorrow.

After the twenty lashes were finished, Samira looked at another woman.

This woman was the one who spoke up for Mark and tried to take advantage of Reeves; she was a veteran hostess at the Kingfisher Bar named Daphne.

Her expression was one of extreme pain, her body was even trembling slightly, and her legs were pressed tightly together, as if to prevent the demon from escaping from her body.

"Daphne, I have high hopes for you."

Samira smiled slightly and waved for two thugs to enter the room to search.

A few minutes later, two thugs came out and shook their heads, saying:

"Madam, we haven't found a single one."

Daphne smiled with relief and looked at Samira with a hopeful expression.

"Red Lady" Samira revealed a meaningful expression.

She slowly walked up to Daphne, patted her on the shoulder, and smiled:

"As expected of a veteran brand like Kingfisher, Daphne, you did a really good job."

"Thank you, husband..."

Before Daphne could finish expressing her gratitude, Samira suddenly lunged forward and kicked Daphne hard in the stomach. Daphne immediately showed an expression of extreme pain and flew backward with a scream.

Chapter 23 Freedom

As she leaped into the air, thud, thud, thud! Three wet, blood-stained balls fell from under her skirt and landed on the ground with dull thuds.

Samira laughed as she picked up a holed ball, licked it with her tongue, and then burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, hahaha... Daphne, you're really useless! You couldn't even hide one!"

As she was laughing, her face suddenly darkened.

"Take her away and turn her into a puppet."

"Yes!"

Two thugs immediately stepped forward and dragged Daphne away.

"Madam, ah, no, Madam..."

Daphne's piercing screams echoed throughout the bar, like a kingfisher whose throat had gone dry from singing.

Samira, amidst the screams, wore an expression of ecstasy, turning to look at Revi:

"You're the only one left, my dear Livre."

Reeves stared in utter shock at Daphne being dragged away, at the three bloodstained holes, and at the women with pained expressions on their faces. He was so stunned that he didn't even realize Samira was speaking to him.

He finally understood why Samira had each woman hide three balls in a room with almost no privacy.

This forces them to degrade themselves to satisfy her perverted desires.

Levi's body trembled uncontrollably. He never imagined that the evil of human nature could reach such a level.

He had an urge to draw his revolver right now and fight Samira to the death.

Samira keenly observed Revi's trembling, but she assumed it was simply due to fear and thoroughly enjoyed instilling fear in others.

She stepped forward, pinched Levi's chin, tilted her head back to admire this tall, beautiful woman, and said with a hint of excitement:

"Don't be afraid, I believe you will hide them well."

Levi desperately suppressed the murderous intent surging within him, relentlessly telling himself to stay calm. After countless internal struggles, he finally managed to temporarily suppress his murderous intent, letting Samira play with his cheeks like a helpless lamb.

After playing with it for a while, Samira released Revi and went into Revi's room to search for him.

Time slowly passed, and the expressions of the people waiting outside varied. The thugs, on the other hand, enjoyed watching the women's pain with great interest, occasionally stepping forward to tease them and having a good time.

A moment later, Samira emerged from Rivi’s room with a meaningful smile on her face.

She walked up to Levi, swaying her hips exaggeratedly.

Then, she suddenly burst into wild laughter:

"Hahaha, hahaha, Livre, not bad, you hid them really well, you hid all three balls, you're really something!"

The other women looked at Revi in ​​disbelief, since he didn't show any signs of pain. They all assumed that Samira would definitely find the three balls in Revi's room.

Revi was also shocked, not understanding Samira's intentions. Did she not want to take this opportunity to make trouble and control him?

Samira smiled and patted Revi on the shoulder, saying:

"Livia, you are free. You can go wherever you want."

With that, she poked Levi's stomach provocatively, then turned and went back to her room.

The other women breathed a sigh of relief and quickly slipped into the previous room. For a moment, the entire third floor echoed with dull thuds.

Reeve stood there, beginning to understand Samira's intention.

She granted herself freedom in public, so if she were to suddenly disappear in the future, it would be because she ran away, not because she was sacrificed to an evil god by someone.

Once he understood this, he immediately suppressed his disgust for Samira, put on an excited act, shouted loudly, and then rushed to his room on the first floor. Amidst the envious looks of the group of women, he began to pack his luggage.

After a while, when Levi had almost finished tidying up, there was a soft knock on the door.

Reeve opened the door and saw a young woman with a swollen left eye standing in the doorway.

Reeve recognized her; she was the girl who had been beaten up by thugs the night before for refusing to take customers.

"Is there a problem?"

Reeve forced a smile to make himself look happy.

"I heard you've gained your freedom. Congratulations, Livre. You may not know me yet. My name is Beatrice, and I live in the suite next door."

Beatrice smiled, her swollen eyes showing envy, then she asked hesitantly:

"Can I ask you for a favor?"

"What kind of help?"

"I asked, somewhat curiously."

Beatrice's eyes reddened, and she stammered:

"I... I live in Backlund. I was trafficked to Tingen. I wrote a letter. Could you help me send it to my parents? They may not be rich, but they will definitely come to ransom me!"

As she spoke, Beatrice pulled a crumpled letter from her bosom. This letter had been crumpled and soaked with countless tears to become so wrinkled.

Reeve fell silent.

After a while, he slowly spoke:

"I'm sorry, Beatrice, I can't help you."

Beatrice froze, the glimmer of hope in her eyes vanishing. She quickly became dejected, yet still stubbornly continued to ask:

"I... I can give you money, and your parents will give you money too..."

Levi reached out and placed his hand on her thin shoulder, interrupting her.

"Dawn will eventually come, but not now."

After Levi finished speaking, he closed the door.

Outside the door, Beatrice's low sobs could be heard.

Levi leaned against the door, feeling a sharp, throbbing pain in his heart.

He knew he couldn't agree to Beatrice's request.

There was no way he would have a chance to send a letter; he would be captured by Samira as soon as he left the Kingfisher Bar.

Tonight is a life-or-death battle with Samira. If she wins, she can go home even if she doesn't accept Beatrice's letter.

But if she loses and Samira finds the letter on her own corpse, Beatrice will face even more agonizing torment.

Although Reeves made the right choice based on reason, for a moment just now, he really wanted to hug Beatrice's frail body, pat her back, and gently comfort her:

"Don't worry, I will definitely deliver the letter, and I will definitely let you go home."

However, he can't.

Levi took a deep breath, burying his anger and hatred deep inside, and tried his best to calm himself down.

After taking countless deep breaths, he opened his eyes, his gaze calm and undisturbed.

Levi slung his bag over his shoulder and pushed open the door.

Amidst the envious and jealous gazes of the women, he walked out of the Kingfisher Bar.

Chapter 24 Kidnapping

The streets below Iron Cross Street are always noisy at night, filled with a stench of garbage, sweat, and other elements.

Levi walked briskly down the street, carefully observing his surroundings.

He believed Samira wouldn't let him go too far.

However, before he could reach Samira, he was spotted by two ragged vagrants.

Levi pretended not to notice the two men and continued walking down the street.

The homeless man drew closer and closer, and soon he would be able to close in on Reeves from behind and launch an attack!

"Samira is definitely watching me from somewhere right now, or these two vagrants might just be hired by Samira. If I resist now, it will probably expose the fact that I am an extraordinary being..."

After some deliberation, Levi decided not to resist and to wait and see.

A few seconds later, the homeless man suddenly grabbed him from behind and wrapped his arms around his neck, while another homeless man restrained his hands and covered his mouth. The two homeless men worked together to drag him into a side alley.

Once inside the alley, Levi quickly launched a slight counterattack. He swung his arm to break free from the control of a homeless man, slapped the man across the face, and then staggered away at a normal pace, trying to escape. The homeless man quickly pounced on him again and pinned him to the ground.

He was putting on an act. Samira knew that he had killed Luca. Although killing an ordinary person was nothing in the eyes of a Sequence 8 Extraordinary, if he did not show any ability to resist, he would probably be suspected.

After being subdued by the homeless man, the sound of footsteps echoed from the other end of the alley.

Revi looked up and saw Samira walking slowly towards him in her boots.

He feigned surprise and shouted:

"Madam, please, save me!"

The two homeless men saw Samira approaching and stood up happily:

"Madam, we've caught her. What about the agreed-upon reward?"

Samira said with a smile:

"Here you go."

She pulled several green one-pound notes from her pocket and threw them on the ground.

The homeless man immediately bent down greedily to pick up the money, but at that moment, Samira's arm muscles bulged, and she suddenly grabbed forward, simultaneously choking the two homeless men by the neck.

With two sharp cracking sounds, the necks of two homeless men were simultaneously snapped, their eyeballs bulging out, and they stopped breathing.

Reeves paused appropriately for a moment, then stammered in fear:

"Husband, wife..."

Samira squatted down in front of him and laughed:

"As expected, I still can't bear to see you leave."

Immediately, she grabbed Levi's long hair and pulled him up.

"Madam, what are you doing?!"