Chapter 619 "Love" Flores couldn't take his eyes off her for a moment, and couldn't help but move closer, praising her very straightforwardly like most Feynaporte men: "Today is my lucky day. I met such a beautiful lady. Can I be luckier and buy you a drink?" The girl's eyes flickered, the corners of her mouth smiled, and she shook her head gently, meaning no. Flores, who was reluctant to give up, wanted to say a few more words, but found that the girl's face gradually turned cold, so he had to retreat to his seat unhappily. In the following moments, he sometimes glanced at the girl, whose figure, wearing only a simple shirt and slim black pants, gave rise to infinite beautiful fantasies, and sometimes stared at the edge of her wine glass, watching it being pursed by her moist red lips. This made Flores feel hot all over and his mouth dry, and the more he drank beer, the less he felt thirsty. Finally, the girl finished the light golden Manzan wine in her hand, put the tall glass on the bar, and left to the sound of soothing and elegant music. Flores rushed over, took out the soft tissue that has become popular in recent years, and wiped the edge of the wine glass - the place where the girl's lips had just touched. Then he folded the paper towel, carefully searched around the corresponding high stool, picked up a few strands of flaxen hair, and tucked them into the paper towel. After doing this, Flores realized that the bartender and the dozen or twenty male guests around him were all looking at him. Their eyes were almost the same, and they all "wrote" the same word: "abnormal!"

It wasn't just Flores who was attracted by the girl's amazing charm, but also all the men and a few women in the bar. They all witnessed Flores' perverted behavior. Flores' blood immediately rushed to his head. He pretended to be calm and left the place as if nothing had happened. He will never come to this bar again! But he didn't regret his actions at all. On the way back to the apartment, Flores' heart was burning with excitement at the thought of the possible gains. His pace became faster and faster, but he had to slow down. Finally, he returned to his residence, closed the curtains, and took out a notebook with a yellowed cover and old paper from the compartment of his suitcase. There was a mottled piece of paper in the notebook, on which was copied a word with a relatively complex structure that did not belong to any language of the Northern Continent, and there were a lot of explanations marked in the highland language. Flores couldn't wait to place the tissue containing the girl's hair and stained with her saliva on the notebook, then picked up the mottled note and read out the complex and strange word according to the marked pronunciation: "Napolitani..." This is the "love spell" that Flores got by chance. As long as one can obtain the real name, date of birth, closely related items of the object of one's affection, or directly obtain her flesh and blood and body fluids, one can make the target fall completely in love with oneself by placing the medium on the notebook and reciting the spell seven times. Flores waited for a long time before creating an opportunity, causing Pedro's daughter Sara to fall and get injured. On the one hand, he gained a good impression and sincere gratitude by helping her in time, and on the other hand, he took this opportunity to collect the other's blood, completing the prerequisite of the "love spell". It turns out that this "love spell" is very magical! Flores never used the "love spell" again because he didn't know how to break the spell. If he was pursued crazily by multiple girls before marrying Sara, and they competed for him and caused a farce, he would not be able to become a member of that big family and get the corresponding resources and help. But today, he couldn't help it. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and he was willing to pay any price just to possess her! Of course, Flores wasn't sure if a tissue with a little saliva on it and a few naturally fallen hairs could serve as the medium for a "love spell," but she had to give it a try. Thinking of the beautiful scene that might happen, he was excited and expectant from the bottom of his heart, and an irrepressible smile appeared on his face. "Napolitani..." Flores continued to chant the "Love Spell" with great devotion and fervor, his heart filled with desire, joy and pleasure. "Napolidisli!"

After seven times in a row, Flores saw the tissue and hair catch fire in a rainbow-like flame and quickly turn into ashes. Success… Success! Flores couldn’t believe it at first, and then he was overwhelmed with joy. Although he was a little surprised that this could work, he no longer cared about it. Anyway, it succeeded! That beautiful girl has fallen in love with me now! Flores' blood boiled when he thought about what would happen next. He quickly closed his notebook, clipped the note, and without bothering to put them back in place, he ran straight to the door. He was going to take a walk around the street; that lovely girl must be looking for him! As soon as Flores opened the door, he saw the girl who was in the bar standing outside. Glancing at those crystal clear eyes the color of lake water, Flores felt sore all over that he almost couldn't stand and wished he could just lie down. As the girl took the initiative to throw herself into Flores' arms, he couldn't wait to close his arms and kiss her. But the feeling from his hands was not warm and soft as he had imagined, but cold and hard. This... Flores was surprised to see that he was holding only a half-person-high mirror, and the mirror was constantly rubbing against his arms, swaying left and right, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what he did. Flores stepped back in extreme fear, but the reaction his body had during his previous fantasy could not be eliminated. His heart was in ice and his body was in fire. He banged on the mirror, harder and harder. Finally, when he retreated to the suitcase, the mirror shattered with a snap. It broke into countless pieces and pierced Flores' clothing, his chest, stomach and arms. The pain spread into Flores' head, breaking the string that was already on the verge of limit. He experienced a joy beyond anything he had ever experienced before. He fell to the ground and lay there, motionless, feeling fear, nostalgia, pain, and enjoyment. ………… "She can really digest the 'joy' potion..." In the apartment diagonally opposite Flores' room, Franca looked at the scene reflected in the mirror and said, "Tsk tsk." Based on her knowledge, the scene she just saw could be considered bizarre. "I told you I wouldn't lie to you." Lumian, wearing a golden straw hat, responded with a smile. After accepting the commission and finding out that Flores' main problem was that he had inexplicably gained the fanatical love of a beautiful girl, his first thought was to assign a "witch" to this guy to test him. Franka left her saliva and hair as part of a test. After all, there has to be something involving mysticism. Of course, for safety reasons, the saliva and hair had been specially processed beforehand. For this purpose, Franka specially made a "mirror substitute" pointing to them - this was one of the "witch's" black magic. Now the result is out, and it's very good. Franca made Flores experience the torture of pleasure and taste the pain of pursuing pleasure. "Strange, with just a little bit of saliva and hair, and a one-word spell, Flores actually made my mirror fall in love with him, without even holding a ceremony or praying to any being." Franca then said with emotion, "I can't do that." Lumian smiled:

"You can do it. You don't need a spell or a medium. Just showing your charm is enough." "..." Franca was stunned for a moment, "You finally look like an Intis person, or is this the result of your further studies at Feynaporte?" She pursed her lips and her eyes suddenly flickered. Lumian then said: "There is another question. Pedro previously found two adventurers to investigate Flores, but they both disappeared. And from what he showed just now, this guy doesn't have any extraordinary abilities." "This is quite strange..." Franca suddenly laughed, "If the specially made 'mirror double' didn't work, and I was affected by the spell and fell in love with Flores, what would you do?" Lumian laughed: "It's easy to make someone disappear without a trace. I don't even need to do anything." Ludwig promised to eat that guy clean and counter-divination. Without waiting for Franca to say anything else, Lumian walked to the door and said: "I'll go over and ask that guy. You should pay attention to the changes and be prepared for any accidents." "Okay." Franka replied seriously. Because Flores didn't have time to close the door, Lumian didn't even need to pick the lock and walked in directly. Noticing someone coming in, Flores came to his senses and quickly got up. By this time, Lumian had already picked up the notebook and opened it to the two pages with the mottled paper slips. "You, what are you doing?" Flores asked in horror. He immediately recognized Lumian: "Louis Berry? The great adventurer Louis Berry? "You were sent by Pedro to investigate me?" Lumian ignored him and walked to the window, opening the glass and letting in fresh air. "The love spell can make a woman fall in love with you. All you need to do is get her real name..." Lumian recited the plateau language annotation on the mottled paper in front of Flores, "The pronunciation of the spell is..." He paused and stopped reading. Flores' face had already turned pale and gloomy, as if he had seen his reputation completely ruined and his tragic end of being arrested by the church. “Where did this come from?” Lumian pointed at the mottled paper and old notes. Flores' forehead was covered with cold sweat and his eyes gradually became fierce. He suddenly shouted, pronouncing the word again with an awkward pronunciation: "Napolidisli!" This time, there is no target audience and no corresponding medium. Almost at the same time, Lumian felt the surroundings become quiet, and something evil was growing rapidly in the room. (End of this chapter)