Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

"how's it going?"

Seeing Han Zhan return to the bedroom, Aisha and Marianne gathered around him.

Especially Elsa, she asked with a concerned tone.

Han Zhan shook his head. “He was persistent and didn’t feel there was anything wrong with what he was doing.”

After hearing Han Zhan's words, Aisha felt as if she had lost all her strength and her whole body slumped down.

"Even your words have no effect?"

"How could he become like this? How could he?"

Elsa couldn't understand.

"Rather than caring about him, I think we may need to be more careful ourselves, because..."

"Does it mean that Mrs. Daisy has discovered that there is a problem with us?"

Sitting on the special car heading to Mrs. Daisy's ball address, Marianne asked.

This time Mrs. Daisy suddenly organized a dinner, which made Marianne smell something unusual.

She understood in an instant what Han Zhan meant by being careful.

In addition, Han Zhan just finished his conversation with Punk and said something like "We need to be careful ourselves."

Han Zhan tapped his chin, "Go!"

"Mrs. Daisy, no, it should be said that she is the person behind the use of the spiritual steel seal. Her thoughts are much deeper than we imagined."

Marianne and Han Zhan looked at each other.

The roads outside the city were a little bumpy, and her body swayed slightly as she spoke.

"She had discovered it a long time ago, but she just didn't expose us."

"Should we go?" Marianne asked Han Zhan for advice.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she posted a message to Han Zhan.

Feeling the heavy weight on his arm, Han Zhan sighed.

The answer is ready to come out.

Before Han Zhan finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside the room.

Some time has passed since the last luncheon that Mrs. Daisy visited.

Either early or late, but at this juncture.

To say that there was no problem, she herself was the first to not believe it.

"Madam, Master Zhan, Mrs. Daisy just sent an invitation letter. She invites you two to attend the ball she holds tonight."

The butler's voice sounded outside the door:

The temptation is too "big", but it's not the right time.

"Am I right? Mr. Butler."

When Han Zhan said this, he looked up at the butler who was driving the vehicle in the front row.

As Mrs. Marianne's business car, it has special sound insulation measures. The driver in the front seat should not be able to hear the conversations of the people behind.

But when Han Zhan said those words,

The housekeeper just turned around and smiled harmlessly at him and Marianne.

Such a scene makes people feel a little chilly in their hearts.

"The housekeeper is also controlled by the thought stamp?!" Marianne said in astonishment.

"Not just a butler."

Han Zhan paused and continued: "Most of the people in your circle of ladies have been controlled by the ideological stamp."

"It's like a plague. It spreads quickly and without warning. You'll get caught if you're not careful."

The way ideological stamps spread, and how widely they spread, are far underestimated.

At first, Han Zhan thought that this method should have some restrictions, such as spiritual energy consumption, quantity, time control, etc.

But today, all these assumptions have been completely overturned.

The number of people controlled by the spiritual seal far exceeds expectations!

"Punk was controlled by the thought stamp, probably when he came into contact with the butler. This is the reason why his personality suddenly changed in a short period of time."

"So my 'secret' will no longer be a secret after that. Mrs. Daisy knows it."

"The reason for having that luncheon was probably just to test me further and to make fun of me."

Life is like a play, it depends on acting.

It is obvious that Mrs. Daisy is superior to them in terms of acting skills.

"Who is the person behind the scenes?" Marianne asked subconsciously.

"I don't know." Han Zhan shook his head, "But we will know soon."

……

The place where Mrs. Daisy held her nightly dance was in a magnificent old castle.

When he saw this old castle, Han Zhan finally understood why Marianne was so attached to Mrs. Daisy and why Mrs. Daisy could become the absolute core of the circle of ladies.

The castle stands tall and majestic, its stone walls covered with traces of time, and moss and vines growing tenaciously in the gaps between the stones, adding a touch of life to it.

The outline of the castle looks solemn and mysterious in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the towers pierce the sky.

Compared with Madam Daisy's castle, Marianne's mansion pales into insignificance.

At the entrance of the castle, vehicles of different styles were parked there, and the ladies who had been invited inside had already entered them early.

Under the guidance of the housekeeper, Han Zhan and Marianne also got out of the car and walked towards the interior of the castle.

Walking across the drawbridge across the moat, the interior of the castle was truly revealed to them.

Today, the castle is filled with people early in the morning.

They stood on the wall ladder inside the castle, surrounded by darkness.

The central area of ​​the castle was occupied by the ladies who were invited to the ball this time.

They were wearing luxurious dresses, either extravagant or revealing, and were swaying with their dancing partners on the natural and spacious dance floor.

The same goes for Lady Daisy, who is wearing a black gauze evening gown, and her new slave.

The music was melodious and soothing, and the guests danced gracefully.

Who would have thought that behind the scenes, it was really just a big dance party?

At this time, when Han Zhan and Marianne entered the dance floor, the music in the castle suddenly stopped.

Everyone's eyes fell on them invariably.

At this moment, the scene seemed to be completely still.

Being stared at by countless pairs of eyes, Marianne instantly got goosebumps all over her body, and she subconsciously held Han Zhan's arm tightly.

"Ideological Seal." Han Zhan looked at the scene in front of him and said calmly.

"You finally came."

Mrs. Daisy walked out of the dance floor with a smile on her face, as if welcoming the arrival of her long-awaited guests.

"I thought you wouldn't come. In that case, the whole thing would be a lot less interesting."

Looking at Mrs. Daisy walking towards him, Han Zhan said calmly:

"If I don't come, will I be immediately judged as a loser, and then exiled from Yongsha Star, and will never be able to set foot here again?"

Han Zhan's words made Marianne on the side widen her eyes with confusion.

It also succeeded in making Mrs. Daisy move forward slowly and slowly, half a beat slower.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, the smile on her face faded, and she looked at the young man in front of her again, her tone no longer as victorious as before.

"What do you know?"

"I know a lot, a lot. Otherwise, why do you think I stayed in the library for so long?"

Seeing Mrs. Daisy's reaction, Han Zhan knew that his speculation was completely correct.

"Stop pretending, maybe I should call you Interstellar Hyena, right?"