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"Bring it here."
"What a ruthless tone. Shouldn't you care about my health first?"
Hastur sighed and handed Sharon the completed chapter of "Pinocchio" he had written.
"what story?"
Maric came over curiously, and Sharon disappeared without a trace, running to a mirror alone and reading the story of the final chapter of "Pinocchio".
Without the rules prohibiting invisibility, Hastur could not find Sharon's hiding place, even if it was in the same room.
But after three or five minutes, Hastur could vaguely detect Sharon's aura. He followed the vague feeling and looked into a small mirror two meters in front of him on the right.
Was this a successful bribe?
Hastur was a little unsure. This connection was too weak and he was basically unable to sense Sharon's emotional fluctuations.
He closed his eyes and after sensing carefully for a while, he could barely detect one or two of Sharon's emotional fluctuations.
Happy, excited, sometimes a little angry, seemingly not very satisfied with the ending of the story, then a little relieved, confused...and then angry!
Then, this weak connection was severed, and Sharon came out of the mirror, sat opposite her, and looked at herself calmly.
Is she angry?
He must be angry.
Hastur glanced at Sharon from the corner of his eye.
Although Sharon looked calm on the surface, as usual, the last emotion he sensed was anger.
Tsk, you are obviously angry, but you still pretend to be nonchalant. It turns out you are like this Sharon.
Before Hastur could be happy for too long, Sharon looked over.
This time there was no need to establish a bribery connection, Hastur could clearly feel the chill in Sharon's eyes.
"It's getting late, I should go back. I'll see you some other time when I'm free."
Hastur chose to leave wisely, and Sharon did not stop him. Maric felt it was a pity. He originally wanted to have a drink with Hastur.
……
As soon as Hastur returned to the hall at home, Azshara ran briskly along the stairs from the second floor, and the maid behind was chasing it.
"Aisshara, you haven't rested yet. It's okay. You can go to bed later today."
Hastur knelt down, picked up Azshara from the ground with a smile, and then went up to the second floor.
He asked the irrelevant maid and others to leave the second floor first, and then came to the room where various potion materials were kept.
Here are some materials for the Black Emperor Path potion formula, most of which are ordinary materials that can be purchased on the market.
As for the expensive and rare extraordinary materials, Hastur prepared another place to put them.
Hastur asked Azshara to stay where she was as much as possible, while he took out the extraordinary materials traded tonight and combined them with other ordinary materials to start mixing them.
During the preparation process, Hastur looked at Azshara many times. Don't eat the food here casually, and Azshara is quite greedy sometimes.
Fortunately, Azshara tonight seemed only interested in the potion that Hastur was mixing.
At first, it stayed where it was. As the preparation of the assassin's potion was completed, it couldn't hold back its curiosity and came to Hastur's feet with elegant steps. It raised its head and revealed a pair of faint blue eyes. Staring at the vessel containing the assassin's potion.
Maybe it smelled something edible, so it seemed a little impatient, but in the end it lay down at Hastur's feet, just staring at the assassin's potion.
"It should be almost done."
After Hastur prepared the assassin potion, he carefully thought about the operation just now. After confirming that there were no omissions or mistakes anywhere, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He was holding a glass vessel with a round bowl-like bottom that contained the assassin's potion. He squatted down and gently stroked Azshara's little head with one hand.
"I want to remind you again, after drinking this bowl of assassin potion, you will no longer be an ordinary cat. You can no longer be tainted by the lust in the world. If you are tempted, the curse of the witch who died of love will be on you. If it comes true on your body, you will be in great pain."
Hastur's expression was serious and his tone was serious. Even Azshara seemed to be infected by this atmosphere and meowed softly.
"Before you drink this bowl of assassin potion, is there anything else you want to say?"
"Meow?"
Azshara raised her head, and her little claws began to pull at Hastur's arm holding the assassin's potion.
Hastur gently rubbed Azshara's head a few times, sighed and said: "Okay, now that you have made your decision, I will no longer stop you. You need to make your way on your own for the rest of the journey. .”
After speaking, Hastur placed the assassin potion in front of Azshara, indicating that it was ready to drink.
Azshara's nostrils twitched slightly, first she sniffed, then observed for a while, and then slowly tasted tonight's supper.
"Aisshara, you are extremely lucky tonight."
Hastur gave a blessing, and then stared at Azshara's reaction.
Azshara could only get through this level by herself, and he could only choose to watch.
According to his observations of Azshara during this period, its intelligence is not low, and it is not difficult to adapt to assassin potions.
But caring is messy, and this sentence is also used on him.
After all, as long as things are not 100%, accidents may occur.
Chapter 199 Susie: I feel Mr. Hastur is dangerous
For about ten minutes, Hastur has been waiting for Azshara's reaction, but it didn't react at all. It waggled its little tail, snuggled up to his feet, and meowed softly, as if calling him to hug him quickly. it.
Hastur stretched out his hand to caress Azshara's head, and then took a serious look at its eyes. There was indeed nothing special about it.
Could it be that he drank a fake magic potion?
Hastur glanced at the glassware that had been licked dry on the ground.
"Meow."
Seeing that Hastur didn't pay much attention to her, Azshara jumped into Hastur's arms, curled up into a small ball, closed her eyelids and fell asleep.
"Maybe it just doesn't know how to express its feelings at the moment."
"It could also be that the Assassin's Potion is naturally suited to it, allowing it to quickly adapt to this feeling."
"Susie didn't seem to have any special reaction when she accidentally swallowed the audience potion. It was several days later that Audrey discovered something was wrong with it."
Hastur thought a lot, looked down at Azshara who was curled up in his arms, tidied up the things in the room, and then opened the door and went out.
……
The next day, after Hastur woke up, he immediately went to check on Azshara's condition.
I saw it squatting by the window, its pair of blue eyes staring at the pedestrians passing below, licking its little paws from time to time.
Was this the birth of a strong desire to hunt?
Hastur did not interrupt, but chose to observe quietly.
At this moment, Azshara seems to have a little more soul than before.
He felt that this was his illusion, giving Azshara too much imagination at this moment.
Digesting potions is a long process. Azshara is just a simple kitten. It does not have the complex and summarizing wisdom of humans. It mostly relies on its own nature.
"Meow!"
Azshara, who was squatting by the window, found that Hastur had woken up, took two small steps with graceful steps, and then jumped over directly.
This distance is about two meters.
Although Azshara should be able to do it in normal times, it would not be as easy as now.
This should be the physical transformation given to it by the assassin's potion, making its limbs more powerful and dexterous.
"Are you hungry?"
"Meow!"
Hasta understood this call, it was really hungry.
He got up with Azshara in his arms, walked out of the room, handed it to the maid responsible for taking care of it, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After finishing his work, Hastur carried Azshara, who was already full, downstairs.
After dinner, Hastur asked Butler Neal if there were any mice in the house.
Butler Neal was embarrassed and said that there were indeed traces of rats in the kitchen recently. Although he had ordered the servants to take corresponding rodent control actions, rats still appeared occasionally.
This is not a problem that their family can solve, this is a problem for the entire Backlund.
Although the sewer pipes have solved Backlund's problem of water accumulation on rainy days, they have also become a natural home suitable for rats to inhabit and breed.
Therefore, a special profession was born, that of rat catcher.
They were commissioned to capture rats at their employer's house.
Occasionally, officials will organize personnel to inspect and clean sewer pipes and other places where dirt and evil practices hide.
It is said
This is one of the measures actively promoted by Emperor Roselle, who said that it could effectively reduce the occurrence of plague.
The plague has become a common understanding among many people.
In response, Hastur said that Azshara could try it.
Butler Neil quickly refused, saying that the rats that emerged from the sewers were too dirty. Azshara ate cat food specially provided by humans every day. If she accidentally ate rats, serious problems might occur.
Hastur thought the same thing. Someone must have put a lot of rat poison around here. If the poisonous rats were accidentally eaten by Azshara, it would be very dangerous.
It would be better to wait a few more days until Azshara learns not to eat rats and only concentrates on hunting.
Before leaving, Hastur left Azshara at home and asked the maid to take care of it, before taking a carriage to Gray Lint's house.
Because Gray Lint was a beast tamer, Hastur didn't want Azshara to meet him at this moment to avoid a stress reaction.
When they arrived at Gray Lint's house, Gray Lint happily took Hastur to the back garden, saying that he wanted to show him the results of his recent training.
The beagle, under the command of Gray Lint, performed very well in how to pounce on prey and find traces of prey.
The only pity is that this place is not in a forest after all, so the training effect will be greatly reduced.
Gray Lint said that he needed to go to the forest for training in order to further train the beagle.