Mystery: The Witch of Desire

Livre was taken aback:

"Ah, well, maybe we shouldn't."

Upon hearing this, Fors smiled slyly:

“Miss Monroe, don’t be shy. Just ask when you need my help.”

Livre gave a vague reply, but she was a little confused: Fors really wants to help me with something as private as tidying up my underwear?

After walking for a while, Fors quietly leaned close to Livre's ear and said:

“Ms. Monroe, I don’t think we look like college students or ladies going out for a normal stroll.”

As she spoke, she pointed to groups of female college students strolling on the street. They were all holding hands and intimately close together. This was the etiquette for ladies in the Kingdom of Rune to walk together. This etiquette applied to everyone from ordinary friends who had only met a few times to close confidantes who could talk about anything.

Liviel hesitated slightly. In her past life, she had seen girls walking hand in hand in groups, but she had never experienced it herself, and it always felt strange. However, since Fors had invited her so directly, she couldn't very well refuse...

Livre turned slightly to the side and awkwardly offered her arm. Fors naturally reached out and hooked her arm around hers, snuggling close to her. Her soft shoulder pressed tightly against Fors's arm, and the two strolled arm in arm along the bustling university street, just like the other female students walking together.

Gradually, Livre became familiar with this etiquette. Fors had a lazy fragrance that made people feel relaxed. Her elbows were resting on Fors's chest, soft and comforting.

As they walked, Fors seemed to get tired, and her head unconsciously leaned against Livre's shoulder.

Livia felt the strands of hair brushing against her shoulder, and her cheeks flushed slightly. Suddenly, something occurred to her, and she asked with some curiosity:

"Fors, do you and Hugh go shopping together like this?"

Fors was taken aback, clearly not expecting Livre to ask that. She scratched her head, somewhat embarrassed, and replied:

"It seems...not..."

Meanwhile, in the dock area.

Hugh's small fist slammed into a burly man's face, causing his nose to bleed profusely, splattering blood all over Hugh herself.

"You dare to blackmail me? I'll teach you a lesson!"

Xiu roared, raised his fist, and wrestled with several burly men in the mud by the harbor.

……

In the evening, after a long day of shopping, Lively and Fors went to an Indis-style restaurant for dinner. This restaurant was one of the most upscale restaurants on University Street, featuring a romantic Indis-style atmosphere, and was considered a popular dating spot by many couples.

Fors ordered a pan-fried fish fillet with seafood sauce, served with asparagus, mashed potatoes, and onion rings, while Livre ordered a baked lobster with cheese, served with purple cabbage and pork floss salad.

The two also opened a bottle of the restaurant's signature Porto white wine, which perfectly complemented the sweet and fresh taste of the seafood.

"Although we didn't get any information all afternoon, we still had a lot of fun. The street scenes in Tingen have a very artistic vibe, no wonder it's a university city."

Fors excitedly raised his glass, clinked it with Livre's, and drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing her glass of white wine, Livre smiled and said:

"Yes, although Tingen's population is less than one-tenth of Backlund's, it doesn't have much fewer universities than Backlund."

The two women chatted happily while enjoying their food, having a wonderful time.

Meanwhile, in the dock area.

In a quiet alley, Xiu stuffed a cold pie into his mouth, chewing it heartily while urging the burly man beside him:

"Why haven't you sent the household registration information yet? You're not trying to mess with me again, are you?"

The burly man rubbed his bruised and swollen face, and said with a mournful expression:

"Please wait a moment, it will be ready soon..."

……

After dinner, Livre and Fors strolled back to the Lily Hotel, arm in arm.

Suddenly, Fors frowned, clutched her chest with a hint of fear, and a look of pain appeared on her face.

Livre quickly helped her up and asked with concern:

"What's wrong, Fors? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fors gritted her teeth and said with some difficulty:

"Strange, it shouldn't be a full moon today..."

She struggled to lift her head and look at the dark sky, but was instantly stunned: a full, red moon was hanging high in the sky, gradually becoming full.

Chapter 136 Digesting the Pleasure Potion + Does the Fool Also Need a Diary? (Combined Chapter)

Liviel's heart tightened as well. Today's moon phase did not match the calendar changes, and the full moon arrived early, which was a common occurrence.

Having witnessed Fors's anguish on the night of the full moon, she quickly helped Fors up and comforted her:

"Don't worry, we'll be at the hotel soon. Hang in there."

Fors nodded slightly and, with Livre's help, walked step by step toward the hotel. Her headache grew worse and worse, and noisy babbling gradually appeared in her ears.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the two finally returned to the hotel. Hugh had not yet returned, so Livre quickly took Fors back to her room, helped her lie down on the bed, poured her a cup of hot water, and gently stroked her slightly feverish forehead.

The excruciating pain surged in layers, and Fors could no longer bear it; soft moans of agony escaped her lips.

She gripped Livre's hand tightly, tears welling in her eyes:

"Miss Marilyn Monroe, my head hurts so much!"

"Oh God, these damned babblings, why do I have to suffer like this!"

At this moment, Little White, who was hiding under Livr's skirt, also peeked out and whispered sympathetically in Livr's ear:

"Is this woman also suffering from delirium? Poor thing, she's too big to hide in the cave."

Livre gave it a fierce glare, which scared Little White so much that it quickly hid back and dared not utter another sound.

Gradually, Fors's groans turned into wails; she frantically pounded her head and screamed hysterically:

"Oh my god, I really don't know if my promotion was a mistake. This is even worse than when I was at Sequence 9!"

Overwhelmed by extreme pain, she completely lost control, sometimes rolling violently on the bed, sometimes curling up on the floor convulsing, her body tensing and spasming uncontrollably, every muscle contracting and clenching in agony. A sharp pain, as if her skull were about to explode, shot through her head, and cold sweat trickled down her temples, soaking the stray hairs on her forehead.

Seeing her pained expression, Livre finally made up her mind and gently comforted her:

"Fors, I have an idea that might work. Do you want to give it a try?"

Without even thinking, Foll agreed:

"Try it, try it now! I'd be willing to sell my soul to the devil!"

Livre no longer hesitated, her eyes revealing determination.

She said in a deep voice:

"Fors, as everyone knows, the reason why the Full Moon Whisper is so painful is this: every extraordinary being has a demon and an angel within them. The Full Moon Whisper suppresses the angel within you and awakens the demon within you, thus causing you great pain."

"I can use my extraordinary abilities to summon the demon within you, help you defeat it, restore the angel within you, and thus resolve the pain caused by the Full Moon's whispers."

"However, as you know, the demon within you is already bound to Hugh. What we are doing will harm Hugh, and she will be tainted with misfortune and become unhappy for a long time to come."

Livre looked somewhat troubled, waiting for Fors's reply.

Fors's once beautiful and radiant face was now as pale as paper, her long eyelashes were stuck together with sweat, and her eyes were filled with undisguised torment and vulnerability. Her appearance was pitiful and moving, making people's hearts clench.

Her face was contorted in pain, and she spoke with blurred vision:

"Since things have come to this, I have no choice but to apologize and agree to the divorce. Miss Marilyn, please, defeat the demon within me and help me escape the torment of the full moon..."

Upon hearing this, Livre finally made up her mind, her eyes filled with determination and resolve.

She took a deep breath and silently repeated in her heart:

"I'm sorry, Hugh."

She packed her Bloodthirsty Gloves and other magical items, and brought along her powerful and extraordinary pet, Little White.

She stood solemnly before the bed, her index and middle fingers joined together in a mudra, crossed in front of her, and solemnly recited:

"Demons and monsters, get out! Demons and monsters, get out!"

In an instant, a demon with a gaping maw burst out of Fors's body, emitting chilling roars and dripping foul-smelling saliva, looking extremely ferocious.

Livre's expression turned solemn as she donned the Bloodthirsty Gloves and charged at the demon. The Bloodthirsty Gloves opened their maws, frantically sucking at the demon's spiritual essence.

With her other hand, she released Little White, whose body tensed up and transformed into a sharp arrow, piercing the demon's body fiercely, causing blood to splatter!

The demon groaned in pain, but it was clearly not so easily defeated and launched a frenzied counterattack...

……

After an unknown amount of time, the full moon in the sky faded away.

The demon finally collapsed from exhaustion, turning into a wisp of smoke and dissipating, freeing Fors from the delirium of the full moon.

She was still very weak, but she had already smiled and said gratefully:

"Miss Marilyn Monroe, thank you for your help. I'm so glad you were here."

Livre smiled gently:

"I'm glad you're alright. There's no need for thanks between us friends."

As she spoke, she tended to Bloodthirsty Gloves and Little White, who had been injured in the battle.

Fors smiled slightly, then recalled the battle just now and sighed:

"Your magical artifacts and extraordinary pets are truly unique, and their combat abilities are incredibly strong. I've never seen, um... I've never even heard of such powerful magical artifacts before. Where did you get them?"

Livre smiled with a hint of pride, just about to reply.

Boom boom boom!

But then came several urgent knocks on the door, accompanied by a tired voice:

"Fors, I'm back. Are you there? Open the door for me."

I'm back from my vacation!

Livre and Fors exchanged a glance, both seeing panic in each other's eyes.

Although the demon was defeated, it was deeply connected to Hugh, who was still unaware of the extent of the damage. If Hugh knew they had just defeated the demon, she would be devastated.

Hearing no movement from inside, Xiu was puzzled. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she asked anxiously:

"Fors, it's a full moon today! Are you alright? Don't worry, I'll come in and help you right away!"

As he spoke, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door. Without a doubt, Hugh had rushed to the front desk to get the spare key to open the door.

Fors was so anxious she almost jumped up. She looked at Livre and stammered:

"Miss Marilyn Monroe, what should we do now...?"

Livre patted her head and comforted her:

"It's alright. Everything we did was to free you from the ravings of the full moon. Hugh will understand."

Farth wasn't comforted by Livre's words; instead, she was on the verge of tears.

"But...I'm sorry to Hugh..."

Just then, the sound of a key being inserted into the lock came from outside the door. Urged by Fors, Livre quickly activated her invisibility ability and hid in a corner of the room.

The next second, Hugh pushed open the door and rushed in in a panic:

"Fors, are you alright? Huh, why is this place so messy? It looks like there was just a battle..."

Fors leaned against the bed, covered with a blanket, and stammered:

"Ah, Hugh, you're back. I, I'm fine."

Looking at Fors's regained color, Hugh felt relieved and said with some self-reproach:

"I never expected the moon phase to change today. Sigh, I should have noticed it sooner. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you were in pain."

Fors paused, feeling a pang of guilt, and forced a smile as she said:

"No, it's okay. I've gotten through it. It happens about once a month, and I'm pretty used to it now."

Hugh nodded, then his gaze fell on the scattered clothes on the floor:

"Fors, why are you throwing your clothes around like that? Tsk, they're covered in sweat, you need to wash them. Let me wash them for you."

Fors blushed and said somewhat shyly:

"Well, it's because I was in so much pain during the full moon just now, so I threw the clothes to vent my anger. I'll wash them myself, you can just leave them there."