The strange mask emerged silently. On the exquisite lines, strange red lines flowed like blood vessels at the moment, like evil spirits from hell, staring at jerota and Lycia with cold and ruthless eyes.

Mask!?

In a moment of surprise, jerota suddenly found that the mask that appeared in the air looked very familiar. Except that the grain of the mask itself turned blood red, it was the booty collected in her home, and she had just shown it to dangma.

Originally, the mask at home suddenly flew out, and at this time, it appeared in front of him in an extremely strange posture. Not only that, the mask itself has a strange smell, giving people a feeling that it is looked directly at by some evil and ominous existence, and even the soul should be seen through. The strange scene in front of jerota subconsciously touched her waist, but the young Lord found that he didn't carry a sword at all.

Not only did he not carry a sword, but because he wanted to go to Lycia alone, the attendants of the mansion had been separated by himself at first. Now, even if he shouted for help, no one would come for a while and a half.

"Please hide behind me, miss Lycia."

However, surprise is surprise, fear is fear. Until the end, jerota still did not hesitate to block herself in front of Lucia and preserve the dignity of a man and a Lord.

Lydia nodded and gently moved her body behind jerota. Although Lydia is usually strong, independent and fearless of hardships and hardships, how to say that Lydia is just a girl. Strictly speaking, it is natural for a child who is still a minor to be afraid of things that cannot be understood with common sense.

At this time, the expression of the mask changed slightly. The originally closed mouth and expressionless attitude suddenly changed into a strange smile slightly raised at the corners of the mouth, and flew to the two people as fiercely as the devil chose his favorite prey.

"Be careful!" Lycia noticed the change of the mask for the first time and shouted.

Under the reminder of Lucia, jerota blocked her face with her hand for the first time. It seemed that she was ready to wear the mask on her face. Although she had even worn the mask not long ago, now she thinks with her knees. We all know that once she was wearing the mask on her face, it is absolutely not good.

The speed of the mask is very fast. Although jerota is ready for defense, the moment of impact still makes jerota feel that the bones of both hands are about to be broken. Similarly, the mask that failed in a blow will not stay for a long time, but quickly flew into the sky and flew around again, This time, jerota gritted her teeth and grabbed the other party's flight path. At the moment when she was about to touch herself, she flashed sideways and grabbed the mask with both hands.

"Got it! Eh ~ ah!!"

Although he grasped the mask, jerota found that the power of the mask was greater than he thought, and even took it into the air with himself.

On the ground, Lucia looked at jerota, who had been dragged into the sky by the mask, and quickly shouted, "let go, your excellency jerota, don't be carried high into the sky by it."

Jerota, who heard Lucia's cry, immediately reacted. If she was brought to a dangerous height and fell down, she would be dead. Seeing that she was not too high from the ground, jerota immediately let go and fell to the ground. Soon, with a dizzy impact, jerota lost her mind for a time.

Lizia hurried over and picked up jerota, who could not slow down.

"Are you all right, Lord jerota?"

"It's OK ~ go, miss Lycia. It's dangerous here."

At this time, the mask has been hidden in the dark again. Despite her embarrassment, jerota, who was helped up, took lizia's hand and ran quickly to the big house. Now jerota really hates that he has spread the servants in advance. So far, there has been no discovery of such a big movement. I have to say that the attendants are really conscientious this time.

"Guard! Guard! Can anyone hear me?" Jerota shouted for attention, and just as he was about to hit the house, the strange face in the dark corner reappeared and rushed towards jerota.

Suddenly, jerota clenched her teeth, regardless of whether her hands could bear it or not, and tried her best to grasp the flying mask. The huge impulse broke all her fingerbones and nails. When jerotaton was knocked to the ground, she found that the mask she held in her hand had been squeezed towards her face with great force, The inside of the mask is now covered with strange blood red silk thread, which is like countless creepy insects winding around themselves desperately.

Even if she exhausted all her strength, jerota could not compete with the power of the mask. She saw the mask itself close to herself bit by bit. At this time, Lucia hurriedly ran over, grabbed the mask and pulled it upward to try to help jerota solve her difficulties.

"Come on, come on! Help us."

Seeing that her strength could not compete with the mask, for a time, Lydia was anxious and was about to cry.

At this time, there was a rapid sound of footsteps in the house, and it was obvious that someone had heard their cry. When the attendant in the House asked suspiciously and got lizia's help with panic, the attendant immediately realized that there was an accident and ran to the place where the voice came, regardless of the Lord's order of "don't disturb no matter what happens".

Lizia's little hand held the mask tightly with sucking strength, because her face was red: "hold on, Lord jerota, someone will come soon."

At this time, the figure of the attendant has appeared at the door of the room. Looking at the fallen Lord and the girl invited by the Lord today, lizia seems to be pulling something with her. Before the attendant can ask lizia, she has turned her head and shouted for help, and just as lizia turned her head, The mask that was originally held by the two people suddenly flashed a blood red. The inner and outer sides of the mask turned in an instant. It was originally facing the inner side of jerota and aimed at lizia. Looking at the outer side of jerota, it was surprised to find that the mask showed an evil smile of successful conspiracy.

Didn't you aim at yourself at first, but at Lycia?

Jerota was slightly stunned by her mistake, and then desperately shouted, "leave lizia, the target of this thing is you!"

"Hey ~"

Lucia turned her head unknowingly. What came into her eyes was the mask that had turned the direction, and at the same time, the mask had rushed towards Lucia. Lucia, who was pulling the mask, had no time to avoid, so she was directly put on this already strange mask.

Woo woo~

With the slight tingling from her face, Lydia felt her consciousness blurred. There was a voice shouting at herself and something pulling herself, as if she wanted to sink her soul.

Lizia subconsciously wanted to stretch out her hand to pull off the mask on her face, but at the moment, her whole body seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, or a quagmire called howling hell composed of countless flesh and blood. At her feet, she seemed to have countless double hands to pull herself into the bottomless abyss.

No, it's terrible! Help me ~ help me, Yalin

"Lizia! Lizia! Are you okay, lizia?"

"What happened, Lord."

Jerota, who was helped up by the attendant, regardless of the sharp pain from the broken phalanx, struggled like a mother beast who had been killed by someone, shouting lizia's name.

While lying on the ground without any movement, lizia stood up slowly as if she had heard the name of jerota. She was slow and heavy, like a faulty doll and a child who had just learned to walk. She stood up in an extremely uncoordinated and slow way.

Jerota ran to lizia recklessly and grabbed the girl's shoulder: "lizia! Are you ~ okay? Can you hear me?"

Like a doll, the masked Lisia didn't respond to jerota's cry. Jerota reached out and grabbed the mask on Lisia's face regardless of danger, trying to pull it away, but the mask was as motionless as a root.

Suddenly, Lycia grabbed jerota's arms. Her white and slender little hands like jade forcibly removed his hands with a huge force that jerota couldn't believe. Then she grabbed jerota who still didn't want to give up and threw it aside as if she had thrown away some eye-catching thing.

"Lord!" The attendant was surprised and tried to catch jerota, but he was smashed and rolled aside.

Jerota, who was thrown away by the cushion of the attendant, was not hurt, but her heart seemed to sink into the abyss. The girl didn't respond to her cry, but just moved her wrists, as if she were adapting to her body, After a moment, the low and empty voice slowly sounded: "⒈ better than expected. Although the body of this container is relatively fragile, its spiritual power is very strong. It is pure, scale-free and almost perfect. It is much better than a temporary container."

"What the hell are you? Get out of Lydia's body right away."

Even in ignorance, jerota realized that Lisia's body seemed to be occupied by something.

"Lucia de Novis Uli, Princess of the NOVIS royal family." At the moment, "Lycia" said to herself, completely seeing jerota as air, even if more attendants and guards gathered here: "is it the princess of the royal family among mortals? It doesn't matter. It's just a pity that it's a perfect container, but its life as a human is too short."

Royal Princess!?

Jerota was surprised to hear that "Lycia" revealed some unknown secrets. It's no wonder that Lycia is really a princess of a country. It's even more strange if a girl like her is an ordinary person.

"The body has adapted and can act, um ~ wait \ what's going on?"

Suddenly, with her hand over her forehead and an unbelievable tone, lizia murmured to herself, "why can't she see more of her past? Is there anything that obscures her memory? What she sees is a complete fog, this feeling, etc.! How can this completely incomprehensible, inexplicable and subversive power and rules be possible!"

Looking at the panic of "Lycia", jerota held her breath for a moment and dared not speak.

"Is this mortal the patron of God!! no! Why does God bless a mortal with power."

At the moment, lizia trembled all over her body, with endless fear and despair in her voice.