"President Sophia? Why are you here?" in the secret basement under the cemetery, meliffith was surprised at sta''s arrival.


    "Ah, don''t you know this level? It seems that you don''t often use natural powers." sta smiled and said from the edge of the magic tree.


    "Yes, it''s not only impolite to peep at other people''s magic, but maybe exposing others will also bring me trouble."


    Once, Meredith would look at other people''s magic without scruples on indifferent occasions, so as to give herself a sense of superiority and see her goal, but she dared not do so again since she vomited and incontinent in front of cronpis.


    "Now I can."


    "?" Melissa felt very strange. Why did someone take the initiative to ask her to do so? Was it to let herself understand what? If she was suspicious, she should refuse. However, it would be more foolish to refuse when she was alone, even if she was better than herself.


    Then, meliffith, who was ready to vomit and collapse, was more confused in her eyes: "can''t you see?"


    Say their Sofia student president has no magic. No one will believe it.


    "Thanks for the experiment. It is proved that [counterdetect] is also effective for natural abilities. It may also be the reason why there is a big gap between you and me. In short, remove." sta smiled and relieved his magic.


    "Oh, huh, huh!"


    Because it is a narrow basement, the sour smell is immediately full of light, and the whole space becomes dark.


    If you look again immediately after seeing Claus piss, you may be able to bear it because of adaptability, but it has been almost a year since the last stimulation.


    "It''s not like that, [cleansing], [mass charmspecifications]."


    Due to Starr''s magic, the vomiting just now became the same as it didn''t happen. Meliffith was still terrified, but she was not as unbearable as looking at Claus piss for the first time and tried to get up trembling.


    Without any mercy, Stacy grabbed her collar, lifted her up and asked, "what are those people doing in there?"


    "This... Is not what I can know. It''s probably to discuss how to negotiate with Klaus in order to achieve the best interests," meliffith said according to common sense.


    "It''s boring." Starr took off his magic bracelet, lifted the human appearance, revealed the true face of the goblin, and walked towards the door.


    ……………………………………………………


    Indoor——


    Under the auspices of the Marquis of roberbardo, the son of the Lord of the cemetery, about 30 people met here to discuss how to get the "gift" of longevity from Claus pics, what to exchange, how to make her happy, and so on.


    Half of the people here are sick old men and women, and 90% of the remaining half are guards.


    Therefore, the elderly account for the vast majority of the main business, so they attach great importance to this matter. Of course, some people have a lot of skepticism, but they are still there ♂ The muscle old man who learned from pose found that the person who dared to question Claus piss directly met him.


    When the so-called benefits and reception methods were almost finalized, the door was kicked away from the outside.


    "All right - that''s it!"


    Everyone present was stunned and couldn''t react. Because kicking the door - a heavy stone door that is difficult to move without a mechanism - is a creature with a petite appearance.


    People here basically don''t have knowledge about demons. They can''t understand the existence of flowers with sharp ears and heads that don''t look like ornaments. They can only be called a kind of creature temporarily.


    "I don''t want to waste time explaining that [mass confusionspecies], minimum effort."


    "This is the upper seat?" Starr asked, pointing to the most expensive looking chair at the end of the long table.


    The panic caused by the super miniature version of [mass conflictionspecifications] released by Starr almost made the people present breathless, and several people with slightly stronger spirit nodded their heads.


    "Is this the seat for piss?" asked Starr again, raising one leg and stepping on the seat.


    The people looked at each other and dared to call Claus pics that. Were they companions? Probably a messenger? But that one seems very dissatisfied. Is there any difference in the seating custom of goblins?


    "Are you idiots?" Starr launched [flame aura] in a small range, burned the upper seat, then jumped onto the long table, walked from one end to the other, glanced at the people who were afraid to look up from top to bottom, went back to the middle of the long table, stretched out a hand with the palm facing down, and said, "Many of you are the few people left in your life. What you pray for from piss is not simple interests and energy. What do you want? What do you want?"


    "Live!"


    "Longevity."


    "Never grow old or die."


    Those who have increased their infatuation with the secular world because of their aging, and who can slightly overcome the panic, began to answer one after another.


    "The pursuit is immortality, isn''t it? Hold life firmly in your hand, isn''t it?" said Starr, matching the tone, slowly clenched his hand and immediately opened it again——


    "Since you pursue immortality, you should entertain the dead in this place... No, why do you meet Lord clauspis rampades? Are you pursuing death?"


    "Boo! Kara!" the long table broke into crisp coke under Starr''s foot with [flame aura].


    "No, it''s not like that!" someone shouted, "just because..."


    What should we say after that? It''s also risky for these people to calculate such forbidden things in the temple here. Is it so easy to find a convenient and accessible place to gather? I thought you were studying the undead and would like cemeteries


    Is that so? Research is one thing. Is it one thing to like that environment?


    These nobles have not been magic researchers and don''t understand much, but at least they know that fuluda, a great celebrity, likes to soak in the place surrounded by his research objects. It seems that people can''t generalize?


    You can''t make the other party angry, or you may die. You must remedy it, but how? Even if they ask what they need, they can''t find a place to satisfy each other immediately.


    "Let''s show you what the divine realm of life is like," sta raised his hand, "widemagic teleportation."


    The transferred magic array expanded to the whole room.


    "Ouch!"


    Starr looked at the direction of the sound. It turned out that it was meliffith outside the door. She was frightened and fell down by the huge magic array.


    "Come in?"


    "Yes! Please let me follow." meliffith, who was used to the hint of the devil in her belly, climbed into the scope of the magic array, and then it was calm here.


    (to be continued)