ushernet Chapter 318 You've Been Kidnapped by Us
Chapter 318 You've Been Kidnapped by Us
Aiwass was carried by Beyard to Suite One.
Miss Beyard's height was quite tall—Aiwass quickly estimated that she was close to one meter eighty. And even then, she was still wearing high heels.
She wore sharp-looking metal half-frame glasses, her black hair reaching down to her waist. Her emerald eyes, like those of a noble and arrogant she-wolf, hid a sense of cold indifference brimming with aggression.
She easily embraced the frail body of No. 14. Due to youth and nutritional deficiency, No. 14's body was so thin it was almost like a shadow; Aiwass's true form, even before becoming a Transcendent, could easily lift her up with just one hand, and Beyard, as a Son of the Moon, found it even easier.
Within her arms, Aiwass curled up, displaying her own fragile harmlessness.
She gently gripped Miss Beyard's collar with one hand, while the other hand curled awkwardly over her stomach. Beyard's towering chest then pressed down on it, conveying a very noticeable sense of movement and oppression with every step.
Aiwass closed her eyes as if she had fallen asleep. But her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her breath, suppressed into silence, betrayed her nervousness.
This is called "pretending"; pretending to be asleep.
Meanwhile, in her heart, Aiwass was chatting with the Shadow Demon:
"If I remember correctly... one of the birth conditions for a Shadow Demon includes a despondent person falling from a high place, right?"
She teased the Shadow Demon in her mind, "You couldn't possibly be Miss Beyard, could you?"
As soon as these thoughts arose within her, a prolonged silence came from the other side.
"No way, I guessed right?"
Aiwass was somewhat astonished.
Only then did the Shadow Demon respond, extremely serious and low:
"I am definitely not her. She is definitely not me."
"—Sorry,"
Considering the entire Crescent Moon Manor was fortified by Preservers, this design was obviously intentional.
The Path of Love was like this, emphasizing having a blast... the more skilled at playing, the easier it was to ascend.
From this perspective, this bizarre design could be considered a reasonable one meant to enhance the resonance of the Path.
But what surprised both Aiwass and Beyard was that the voices next door were not idle chit-chat during a break in some special game—it sounded more like they were discussing serious matters...
Aiwass clearly heard words like "Gargoyles," "Autonomous action," and "De-purification."
She held her breath slightly, wanting to listen more clearly.
But just then, Miss Beyard suddenly tore off a row of buttons from the front of her blouse.
She threw her buttons, inlaid with fine black pearls, into the four corners of the room while chanting softly:
"The Forged Buttoner, Lord of Fangs and Claws, Mother of Secrets, grant me a silent prison to incarcerate cat and pig."
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Aiwass was startled.
He actually recognized the ritual—his Ritual Studies teacher had told him about it before.
"Buttons" have the connotation of fangs and claws, whereas the Mother of Secrets refers to the ruler of the shadow realm, the Shadowy Celestial Marshal. "Cat" and "pig" are ritual allusions... the cat refers to a woman who, drunk or dazed, has lost the ability to resist, and the pig refers to a bound sacrifice or abductee.
Through this ritual, one can use the "Secret Art." This is a form of the Silence Art, not dissolving the sound inside but preventing sound from passing in and out of the barrier.
Was Miss Beyard also a Ritualist?
With the establishment of the ritual, a mist-like grey barrier enveloped the room.
It wasn't particularly noticeable... it was as if, in a room of around twenty square meters, someone had smoked for half an hour, and one could feel a slight haze upon opening the door. Yet it was not so dense as to create an "otherworldly" feeling.