Hearing Manda''s cry, Jikai, the iron wolf knight, came back to his senses. However, the situation in front of him was a little chaotic. He didn''t know who to fight first.


    The young man should be a good man. The former count has become another man, and a woman has become an count. Both of them have something to do with the count. Jikai dare not start, and the guy who has changed from a woman to a man is the only target Jikai can start.


    Even for this goal, Jikai dared not die. The complex illusion made him seriously doubt his wisdom. He didn''t pull out his sword and rushed to the man with his fist. The man struggled to get up and wrestled with Jikai.


    Manda took this opportunity to come to the count and establish a relationship: "As you can see, I saved you. I''m your friend. You may not know my name. My name is Craig munchke. I was originally a Lord. I was framed by a traitor and was forced to come to this place. We''ll talk about the past slowly later. I''m here mainly to buy something from you, not something particularly valuable, just a hair..."


    The punisher wrestled with Jikai for a moment before he knew he had made a serious mistake. Jikai was a third-order believer of Hercules. In the case of the same class, the believers of Hercules were the king of unarmed combat, and even Ares was not his opponent.


    After a few moves, the divine Punisher was seriously injured and knelt down to beg for mercy. Jikai immediately tied the divine Punisher with a rope, turned and shouted to Manda, "don''t be too close to the count!"


    Although Jikai thought that Manda was a good man, he didn''t place absolute trust. Manda stepped back and pointed behind Jikai. Jikai angrily said, "do you want to distract me?"


    Manda shrugged and didn''t make any more noise. Jikai suddenly heard a sound from the window. He turned his face and saw that the God Punisher who had just been tied jumped out of the window.


    It''s impossible. It was tightly tied just now!


    Manda shook her head and said, "it looks tight. You''ve been cheated again."


    Jikai roared, "guard, catch him!"


    Manda sighed, "unless there are third-order or higher-order believers here, it''s impossible to catch him. Look at the one who can''t run away first."


    The punisher whose throat was stuck by the jumping button had fallen into a coma. Manda strangled his abdomen and made him cough up the button with Heimlich first aid.


    After resuming breathing, the divine Punisher knelt down and surrendered and said he would never resist, but his right hand kept making gestures while talking.


    This seems to be just some kind of body language, but it is actually a method of magic. People around him will unconsciously be brought into a relaxed and lazy mood by him.


    Everyone was unprepared. Only Manda found the abnormality. He found that the other party''s gesture resonated with some power of his body.


    This is the illusion he just stole, but he can clearly feel the throbbing of skills in his body, which is very different from the feeling of electric shock technology. Electric shock technology has hardly had any resonance with Manda.


    It''s similar to the dream invasion technique, but it feels stronger. Manda comes to a conclusion that the positive hard steel skills are not suitable for her. These obscene skills are very coordinated with her body.


    "Tell that guy''s right hand to stop moving!" cried Manda. "He wants to use magic again!"


    Jikai kicked over the divine Punisher and asked someone to tie him with a rope. Manda waved her hand and said, "you can''t tie him at all. He has a hundred ways to deceive you."


    Jikai thought, "how about shackles? Lock your hands and seal the keyhole directly..."


    "Why bother so much," Manda said with a smile, as she chopped off the right hand of the punisher with her golden finger. In the scream of the punisher, Manda said, "it won''t be all right."


    The punisher rolled around in pain. The guards came forward and pressed him. Manda turned to count Almon. The count stood in place expressionless. He couldn''t do anything except blinking occasionally.


    The punisher stared at his blood red eyes and shouted, "he has fallen into the abyss of illusion. Please, come and ask me! No one can save him except me!"


    Jikai pulled out his long sword, pointed it at the neck of the punisher, and shouted, "do you want to die?"


    "Yes, I really want to!" the punisher laughed. "If I die, your Lord will die. My life is very cheap. I am willing to die with him!"


    The punisher laughed more and more crazy, and Jikai was more and more confused. Manda was carefully observing the count, then stretched out a finger and began to feel the count''s cheek.


    The laughter stopped suddenly. The punisher looked at Manda, sniffed and said, "don''t mess around. His soul is as light as catkins. It only needs a breeze to disperse without a trace."


    Manda ignored it, but the punisher became more and more flustered. He was sure that Manda was not a believer of the deceptive God, but his operation was correct. He was searching for the gathering point of magic from the count''s face.


    No one can imagine that magic is a figurative skill. Manda can clearly feel the trajectory and strength of magic.


    The body of the divine Punisher is shaking violently. If Manda can crack the illusion, he will lose his use value. He will undoubtedly die and experience cruel torture before he dies.


    "That''s how you look?" the punisher shouted to Jikai. "Do you want him to kill your Lord?"


    Jikai hesitated, but did not disturb Manda. After some contact before, he had inexplicable trust in Manda.


    When Manda''s finger touched it, the punisher shouted, "stop him quickly! Your Lord will die. I''ll tell you the way to remove the illusion now. Stop him quickly!"


    Ji Kai slapped the God Punisher on the face with a long sword. The strength control was very good. The God Punisher lost a row of teeth, but there was no wound on his face.


    Manda felt a small ball behind the count''s ear. The ball was beating vigorously.


    How to crack the illusion? Just cut this ball off? Is it too rash?


    Thinking, Manda''s index finger began to tremble, as if it retained some muscle memory. His fingertips stroked the ball back and forth, and the ball became softer and softer until it disappeared.


    At the same time, the count''s eyebrows trembled, and his eyes recovered.


    "Beautiful girl, you are so beautiful."


    With that, he hugged Manda... Without clothes.


    "My Lord, you seem to be mistaken. Wake up first and let go... Don''t touch it. Stay away from me!"


    The punisher was put into the dungeon and tortured slowly. Count Almon slowly recovered under the care of wine, food and beautiful women. Manda was under house arrest, and his suspicion has not been completely cleared.


    Fortunately, the torture went well. The punisher said everything overnight. He was not a subordinate of marquis nals. He had never seen Marquis nals at all. He was sent by Bishop bucken to assassinate count Almon. Before killing Almon, he still needed to get an artifact from him. Therefore, he wasted time and gave Manda the opportunity to fight back.


    Under torture, Manda was also proved innocent, and count Almon returned to normal one night later.


    He entertained Manda with a sumptuous banquet, and Manda also made his own request.


    "The mane of the flaming horse," said Al, stroking his beard and shaking his head, "friend, that thing is too precious."


    "With all due respect, count, I saved your life. Is there anything more precious than your life?" asked Manda rudely.


    The count did not mind. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head: "this thing is really more precious than my life. You need to pay more for it."