Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 101 Found It!

Eh?

Blink. Blink.

Everyone's eyes widened in a daze as if trying to process Dorian's words.

"Grandmaster... Maybe my ears are a little rusty. But did you say that her luck was still around?"

"Hmhm... When did I ever say that it's gone?"

Everyone glanced at each other in confusion.

The thing carrying the luck had died. So what was the Grandmaster talking about?

Butler Sheng was also thinking about the situation, guessing if there were other variables that they missed.

Dorian chuckled while seeing his mind-pondering expression.

"Maybe I didn't make it clear, but all Collectors have twin bodies."

What? Twin bodies?

Then that means that there's another one around!

So where was it? Was it here?

Like lighting, everyone stared around the room with wariness, as though something slew would pop out any moment from now.

And all their actions only amused Dorian further.

"At ease... Its twin isn't here. Collectors are born with twin bodies. And from birth, they are adjoined. But after 15 or so years, they split their bodies into 2. So they can always communicate with one another telepathically." He said deeply.

From the moment the collector awoke from its slumber, he had blocked its senses, making it hard for it to communicate or warn its twin.

If one looked at the circle from earlier on, one would also see that Dorian had placed 4 silver coins around the center array circle of the formation.

Heh.

He blocked it off before it could even speak.

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Butler Sheng thought about the situation more profoundly: "Grandmaster. If I'm not wrong, its twin should be with the enemy, right?"

Dorian raised his brow and smiled approvingly: "Correct. Its twin is with the enemy. Remember what I said. The collector can collect and send whatever it wants to wherever it wants. So the moment it took something from them, it sent it out to its twin... And it will also interest you to know that it's twin, also sent out something to it as well. So in essence, they did a simple exchange!"

Exchange?

Everyone was going bananas over what they had just heard.

And Chiyou was the most anxious one of them all: "Grandmaster... About the exchange, how will you solve it? Do you need us to provide anything?"

"Calm down. The problem isn't too complex to deal with. Just as you have the comb, your enemy would have another object that should be the twin collector."

Father Obyn frowned: "So you're saying that we need to locate the object that's likely to be the twin?"

"More or less... But that's something for later. First, we need to break the spell."

Instantly, everyone's mind went blank.

Spell? What spell?

(°0°)

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Everyone's heart skipped a beat while following Dorian out of the room.

From there, they visited each corner of the noise bit by bit, with no one knowing what Dorian was looking for.

After all, shouldn't a spell be just simple words and not something physical?

So what exactly were they looking for?

Nonetheless, they dared not question or speak during this time.

And after

The item landed in Dorian's hands amidst everyone's watching gazes.

And after Dorian unwrapped the red piece of cloth, the thing they saw inside made all of them burn in fury!

What did they just see?

Was that a piece of wood with their Obyn daughter's full name and date of birth on it?

F***! There was even a pin stabbed into the wooden board, as though one was stabbing their daughter herself.

And oozing out of the stabbed region, was some black thick liquidy material.

What was even shocking was that the black substance didn't stain the red fabric all this while.

No. It was as though it faded into thin air after pouring out of the pin.

More suspiciously, shouldn't the wood rot? And why was the red piece of fabric still so clean?

.... --Silence--

Everyone looked at the scene in dread.

This was just too evil!