Chapter 195 Kafney's Advanced Profession

Annan hurriedly sent the limited-time main quest to the four people outside the door, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

...is pretty much solved.

In this way, the identity problem of "Don Juan" has been dealt with.

When he knew that Benjamin was not dead, or even Don Juan was not dead, Annan began to plan to take the opportunity to take off his waistcoat.

It's better for him to take it off by himself than to be ripped off by someone else.

On top of that, Annan was distracted to hear Kaphne tell Albert's sad story:

"From the very beginning, my mother was a believer of the rotman."

Kafney said softly: "Dad, you are not surprised, why did I suddenly become an extraordinary person? It is because my mother put the medium leading to a certain nightmare on me... a distorted nightmare.

"...But let her down, I'm not dead."

Hearing what his daughter said, Albert's face became very ugly.

He couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Because Grandpa Denton is not a 'grand wizard' of silver rank, but a 'dream stealer' of gold rank. He can easily rewrite other people's memories, and his mother is his apprentice... Do you remember, Grandpa Denton is mother The one who was introduced is also my mother's cousin and elder."

Kafney's voice sounded faintly: "Grandpa Denton used illusion to affect your vision. Let you all think that his carrier is made of silver... If we still stay in the capital, he will hear whatever I say, No matter what I say to you, it doesn't make any sense.

"The opportunity to be far away from the capital and leave Grandpa Denton... I've been waiting for a long time."

Albert's lips moved slightly.

He looked at Kaphne in disbelief, and said after a long time, "That's why...you have been so silent all this time? Silver Jue is above, I thought you had some kind of disease!"

But soon, Albert realized something.

He hurriedly asked, "What about you, Kaphne? Didn't he modify your memory...or control your consciousness?"

"...he did try,

He thought he had succeeded. "

Kaphne's pupils were still staring straight ahead.

She said softly, "But he didn't, because..."

Kafney said, and gently stretched out her left hand forward.

The gesture was as light as inviting a partner to dance.

Annan quickly noticed the bronze bracelet on Kaphne's wrist.

- Immediately afterwards, Kaphne took off the bracelet.

The next moment, her skirt seemed to be boiling.

Countless shadows formed tentacles that seemed to have substance, peeked out from under the skirt uneasy, slapped the ground twice, and then gradually calmed down and fell tightly to the ground.

The shadows flowed down like rivers, dragging behind her.

It was like a long black dress dragged on the ground.

"……what?"

Bishop Daryl gave her a suspicious look: "You are... Are you dying?"

"What's wrong?"

Albert asked quickly.

"... Her Royal Highness Kaphne is obviously more than a bronze rank."

Bishop Daryl replied affirmatively: "But her carrier is only bronze... She did not constrain the curse to the new carrier.

"This means that she has been highly eroded by the curse. Under the curse of this density, whether it is memory rewriting, mind manipulation, or the touch of fear, or the eye of sloth, I am afraid that it has no effect on her.

"And... if she were an ordinary person, I'm afraid she would have already turned into a monster. But she is able to maintain the rationality of an ordinary person, which shows that she has extraordinary willpower-"

Or, her bondage has many keepers.

Maybe Darryl didn't say anything about the latter.

But several people present understood.

"but……"

Albert looked at Kaphne blankly.

For the first time, he realized that he didn't seem to understand his daughter at all.

Kafney replied calmly: "Actually, you know my curse, Dad."

"……what?"

Albert blinked and asked with a dry throat.

Looking at his stupid face, Kaphne just glanced at him calmly:

"That's what I always say--

"I'm going to be the queen of this country."

"...Is this your curse?"

Albert felt that his IQ was not as good as that of his daughter: "I thought..."

"You think I'm joking, Dad. Or some 'children's words.'"

In Kaphne's clear, almost transparent pupils, there was a bright red that was as dull as a god: "Of course they think so too.

"I'm not a queen. It's your daughter... I can't be a queen. At least for a short time, no one will take it seriously."

But since they heard it, they inadvertently became Kaphne's keepers.

Annan has already reacted.

I'm afraid Kaphne's curse is something like "become queen in a few years".

And she used a childlike tone to make others think she was joking or simply expounding her ideals.

As the king's granddaughter, it is not small for her to come into contact with high-level supernatural beings... And those adults who heard Kaphne's "Children's Words" became her keepers unintentionally.

Kaphne's current level of erosion is probably very high... But she relied on these keepers, but she just survived without changing the curse.

Although she can maintain her senses, she is probably very similar to the demons that Klaus and the others transformed into.

The shadow cast under her skirt can even be turned into reality.

If that "Dream Stealer" Denton only regarded her as a child, it was naturally impossible to control Kaphne, who was already a monster in nature.

"My own profession is also specialized in resisting mind control."

Kaphne made a soft and soft voice: "Since I set foot on the extraordinary road... I'm working hard to break free."

Her pupils were like a holy grail full of blood, and like a crystal on fire.

She lifted her skirt slightly and gave Annan a ladylike salute.

And those shadows climbed up again like living creatures, turned into tentacles one after another, and retracted under Kaphne's skirt.

... this little guy.

Annan looked at her strangely.

I don't know where she got her perseverance and wisdom...

"Your profession...isn't it a stalker?"

Albert couldn't help asking.

This prince, who looked like a middle-aged literary man, couldn't help but began to doubt his IQ and observation skills.

...Am I an idiot?

Daryl shook his head.

He mused: "No, if I'm not mistaken..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.

The conversation of the four people in the house stopped temporarily and looked towards the door.

And Kafney took the opportunity to secretly look at Annan again.

Feeling her focused, burning eyes staring at him with all her heart, Annan always felt a little hair behind her...

"Your Highness, someone is asking to see you."

"who is it?"

Albert had a rare opportunity to make a dignified voice: "Find me to find this place? I'm chatting with... Lord Geraint."

He hesitated for a moment, but did not reveal Annan's true identity for the time being.

The guard quickly replied: "It's the secretary here! He said he has something to report to Your Highness and the Lord!"

"It's the Viscount's."

Bishop Daryl reminded in a low voice behind Albert and Annan.

Albert pondered for a while, but still answered: "Let him in."

"Yes!"

After a careful body search, the clerk was let in.

He respectfully bowed to the four of them one after another.

Counting Kaphne, any of the four is higher in status than him.

But Annan noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with his expression.

It's not that he's nervous or sneaky...

On the contrary, he was too peaceful.

Meeting a son of an earl, a prince, a bishop and a member of the immediate royal family...why shouldn't he be nervous?

Annan was secretly vigilant.

"His Royal Highness, I have something important to report to you..."

I saw the secretary respectfully and reverently speaking slowly to Albert.

His voice was a little sharp, a little trembling... and a little frantic:

"The rotten man - say hello to you!"

As he spoke, he was about to undo his belt.

Just when Annan was amazed at the indecent assassination method of the rotten believers, and even hesitated in his heart whether it was an assassination or a mockery, he only heard a puff——

The shadow under Kaphne's skirt was released at some point.

Like a snake, it quickly bounced along the ground, and the sharp thorns completely penetrated several weak points of the secretary's body in the blink of an eye!

Then the shadow immediately tightened, locking his joints, and the whole person was fully grappled and held high.

Then he was beaten to the ground by Kaphne's tentacles - fierce backhand!

He lost consciousness at that moment, but still had some life left.

At this time, Kaphne's voice sounded faintly behind Annan:

"My advanced occupation is... Dragon Capture Monk."

She pulled back her tentacles shyly, and gracefully bowed her skirt to the three of them.

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