Chapter 47 47. Twins

Roll did not stop Roswaal from leaving, mainly because he had no interest in someone who had no will of his own. All of his magic would have no effect on him anyway.

Roll turned his head and looked at the twin girls. The blue-haired girl was looking at him angrily, and the pink-haired girl was unconscious.

However, the young Rem could not do anything. Even Rawl before the fusion could control him, let alone now. After knocking him out, they carried him on each shoulder and left.

A courtyard in Watergate City.

Ram woke up and saw the ceiling. The room was very big. She recalled everything that happened that night. The culprit who led to the genocide and her sister lying beside him made her smile gently.

Boom, boom, boom.

The footsteps were getting closer, Ram's aura turned cold, his eyes were full of resentment. Although Roswaal was the mastermind behind the scenes, it was undoubtedly the Witch Cult that actually did it, and this aura was far beyond what those Witch Cults could match.

The door slowly opened with a creaking sound. Ram could even hear the sound of her own heartbeat. She had lost her horn and became a mobile phone that would break if not charged. Now she could only use magic three times.

What caught my eye was a man with a lazy face, silver-white hair, and a slightly upturned mouth, but it gave the impression that his normal expression was just like that, not a smile at all.

This made her feel cold inside, with a strong witch aura. She didn't know how she could defeat the other party now. Considering Rem, she suppressed her anger.

Rem also woke up because of the unusual movement in the room, then sat up in shock, staring at Roll with an angry look on his face.

"Good morning, two girls. I'm sure you guys are full of resentment towards me since your clan was exterminated just last night."

Rem's demon horns appeared, his emotions were getting a little out of control, and he wanted to rush over and kill Rawl.

"Witch Cult, what do you want to do?" Ram grabbed Rem with a serious face.

"Let me introduce myself first. I am the Archbishop of the Witch Cult, the one in charge of pretense, Rubia Rowle. You can just call me Rowle. As for your question, I'm not going to do anything. The reason I went to the ghost village is very simple. I sensed the presence of those idiots from the Witch Cult there, so I decided to go and take a look."

"Witch Cult!"

Rem went up, but it was not in vain, as she was stopped by Ram's magic, but Ram is now a blue young man's type, only this time, she vomited blood.

"Sister." This made Rem, who had lost his mind, come back to normal and he quickly hugged Ram.

"Ahem, as you can see, I'm just a waste now." Ram looked pale and weak. She did not bet that she could defeat Rawl in three moves, but that the other party would bring them back and would not choose to kill them.

"The horns of the ghost tribe can absorb mana in the atmosphere. Ghosts that have lost their horns cannot absorb mana. When there is insufficient mana in their bodies, they will die from excessive mana consumption." Luo explained to himself.

Rem stared at her sister in a daze. That night, she shamelessly thought that it was a good thing for her sister to lose her horn. Now she realized that it was actually a thought of cursing her sister to death, which made her extremely painful.

"You two sisters both want the other to be alive, right? Do something for me, and I can sign a contract with you."

This put the two sisters in a dilemma. First, Luo Er was a member of the Witch Cult. Even if he did not participate, he was still their enemy who wanted to be exterminated. Second, they really didn't want him to die.

Thinking about his previous thoughts, Rem knelt on the bed: "Please save my sister, I will be obedient."

"Rem, don't." Ram knew her condition. Only pure magic crystals or beings with powerful mana could replenish her magic. Roll didn't have much mana. You know, this was a contract. She didn't want her sister to lose everything for an illusory goal.

"What a deep love between sisters. For each other, they are willing to sacrifice each other's lives. As the Archbishop of Vainness, I am not as notorious as the others. Let us sign a contract. Once the contract is reached, I will let your sister live." Luo Er still had a calm face, and no expression could be seen.

"Rem, don't agree to him, he is a member of the Witch Cult." Ram said this, and it was very clear what the Witch Cult meant. They were a group of lunatics and their words could never be believed.

Luo Er did not reply and came to the yard. This was a small western-style castle. There was no one else. Luo Er was lying on a chair, wearing scientific glasses and playing with his glasses. In this world, this thing directly reduced the dimension and could also collect address information to draw electronic maps.

"It seems like I have to travel around the world again." Luo Er murmured.

At noon, there was a knock on the door and several women came in soon.

He placed the dishes on the table, then stepped aside and waited for Luo to finish eating.

Ram was brought here by Rem, relying on the strong witch aura.

Ram's face did not look good. It seemed that the mana was consumed faster than expected.

"Sit down and eat, these are free." Luo Er motioned for the two to sit down.

At this time, Rem helped Ram sit down and was about to sign a contract with Rawl.

"Lord Rawl, I want to sign a contract with you." Ram spoke first. She would not let her sister do this for her.

"elder sister."

"Rem."

Ram showed the severity of an older sister, making Rem swallow his words.

"Okay, here's the contract. You'll work for me for twenty years, and you'll be free after it's over."

"Contract terms: I work for you and you have to heal me, otherwise the contract will not be valid."

The two reached an agreement and signed the most important contract in the world. In this world, contracts are very important, and it is basically impossible to betray an agreement made in a contract.

"Cough cough." As the contract was signed, Ram coughed up blood again and his face became even paler.

"Sister, the contract has been signed, please save me quickly." Rem was a little anxious.

"Of course I can heal your sister and even restore her to her peak state."

"This is impossible." Ram was the first one who didn't believe it. She knew her own situation very well, so she wouldn't let Rem sign the contract. Maybe it was a contract to sell her body, so she signed it beforehand.

"Nothing is impossible, just like you can't kill me. Who says that ghosts have to rely on horns to absorb mana to survive? They can do the same as other people." Roll's words sounded like a joke.

"You're talking impossible nonsense again. Ram is disappointed that you signed such a contract." Ram looked at Rem.

These words also calmed Rem down. At this moment, she was like a kite with a broken string. She now understood that she was desperate and chose to believe in the Witch Cult.

"You think it's impossible because it's beyond your vision and your cognition, so you subconsciously refute it, because accepting new things means that your long-term persistence is wrong, and people often have a shortcoming: it's difficult to sincerely admit their mistakes." Luo Er spoke for a long time to himself.

The next moment, the mana in the atmosphere gathered towards Ram and quickly filled her. Even without the horn, her mana became huge again and she regained her ghostly power.

Sensing Ram's powerful aura, Rem rushed directly into Ram's arms, and Ram hugged Rem and comforted her in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)