In the vault filled with books, dim candlelight flickered.

Silby stared at Queen Pandora: "What exactly do you want?"

"Isn't it obvious that I want to remarry?"

After a pause, Queen Pandora smiled and said: "Oh, but with your current body, it's best not to do strenuous exercise for the time being."

Silby grinned and showed a sarcastic smile: "You can use these words to deceive those wizards. Most of them don't understand politics and have never formed any formal organization. But I am not. I have studied for a few years.

Book, now, tell me, what do you want?"

Queen Pandora's smile slowly disappeared, and she grimaced: "It's really hard for you to communicate, young man."

"If you have this kind of mentality, we may not be able to communicate honestly, right?" Silby laughed and said, "If you don't communicate with me now, then don't expect me to be "tender and sweet"

What did I promise you when I arrived?"

Queen Pandora looked into the eyes of the young man in front of her and couldn't help but frown. Although he was laughing, his eyes were calm and terrifyingly sober.

Her lips twitched, she took a deep breath, turned around, and walked around twice: "Yes, I do have a request for my future...husband."

"Tell me." Silby asked with great interest.

"I want a spell."

Queen Pandora turned her head, her eyes shining with uncontrollable desire.

"Spell?" Silby repeated.

"That's right, a spell. An unprecedented and extremely powerful spell, a spell that surpasses all current spells." Queen Pandora said very fast. She had probably practiced these words no less than a hundred times.

"There is no such thing."

Silby immediately poured cold water on him: "Each spell represents a rule, and each spell has its specific purpose. Life, study, work, or fighting. The spell itself has no difference between strong and weak, only

Different people use it.”

Silby said lightly: "I think everyone who has been exposed to magic will understand this. Why don't you know? Aren't you a wizard?"

Queen Pandora shook her head: "I don't believe it. There must be some spell that is more powerful than any other spell."

"It depends on how you define strong," Silby said.

"Energy," Queen Pandora said immediately: "I hope that the magical energy that this most powerful spell can gather must far exceed the energy that any kind of magic can mobilize."

Silby snorted disdainfully with her nose: "Okay, then how much energy does it need to be considered powerful?"

"At least better than all the wizards now." Queen Pandora said stubbornly.

"impossible."

Silby objected again: "The wool comes from the sheep and the spell comes from the wizard. How can it be more powerful than the wizard himself?"

The queen stopped talking, paused, took off her veil, and said coquettishly: "If it were you, you can definitely do it, right?"

Looking at the face that turned all living beings upside down, Sylby's toes trembled rapidly on the wheelchair, "Why do you think I can do it?"

"You didn't create a floating spell in public that day at Pandora Library. Now, why can't you create an unprecedentedly powerful spell?" She pointed to the piles of books around her: "The books here are better than those in the public library outside.

They are more than a hundred times more brilliant. They are all works by the most amazing wizards and scholars in Pandora City in the past. With them as a reference, is it difficult for you to invent a spell that aggregates energy?"

Silby tilted his head and looked at her: "Is this your purpose? Pretend to use this city and your beauty to attract the most famous and prestigious wizards in the world, and then select the most powerful among them.

The most talented one."

As he spoke, Silby actually stood up from the wheelchair. His injured body now projected a huge figure under the candlelight, completely enveloping Queen Pandora: "Then let that person help you invent a way to surpass all others."

A wizard's spell, right?"

"Hey, I'm not pretending!!"

Queen Pandora backed up and pressed against the wall, and said angrily: "Everything I say will be fulfilled."

"That's really great."

Silby then asked: "What do you want an unprecedentedly powerful spell for?"

"Just leave it alone."

The queen said charmingly but naively: "As long as you bring me the spell, I will marry you immediately. This city and all the magic in it are all yours..."

"Kiss me." Silby interrupted her coldly.

"ah?"

Queen Pandora was confused by these two words that came out of the blue.

"But you..." She pointed to Sylby's chest hesitantly.

Silby couldn't help but pressed Queen Pandora almost cruelly, pushed her against the wall, and bit her.

"Well...?"

The queen's eyes widened in horror.

She was roughly pressed against the wall by Silby. She wanted to move but didn't dare to move. But Silby didn't have any scruples at all and gnawed on Beatrix I's face crazily and kept moving her hands up and down, as if she were facing him.

The one who is right is not a queen at all, but my own submissive little maid.

The Queen couldn't bear it anymore, and she tore Silby's hair frantically, trying to tear him away from her.

But the guy bit her lip fiercely, like a beast.

Finally, after a terrible kiss that was almost suffocating.

The lips parted slowly.

Queen Pandora's pretty face was extremely pale. She looked breathlessly at the gray-haired boy in front of her, her eyes filled with incomparable anger. "You...you...you are so brave!" (She was angry)

(My whole body is shaking.)

"An extremely powerful spell...tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Silby licked the blood on her lips (which was bitten by the queen just now) and spat out a mouthful of red blood foam.

The queen's breathing was rapid, but she forced a smile on her face. She said hesitantly: "Hug... I'm sorry... I... I'm not used to it yet. Maybe, maybe I will get used to it in a few days..."

"Get lost."

Silby's lips curled up slightly and she interrupted her ruthlessly.

The words were too vulgar and too sudden. Beatrix I completely failed to keep up with the opponent's 180-degree turn.

"What?"

"I said, get out of my presence immediately." Silby pointed to the exit, "Don't you understand people?"

Queen Pandora looked at him blankly, as if she didn't understand.

"Don't you want a spell? Then let the best doctor in the city take care of me, the best chef in the city come to cook for me, and three hundred maids to take care of my daily life."

"And..." Silby tilted her head: "Before I create the most powerful spell, no one has to bother me, including you."

She was furious, completely furious.

"you!!"

The queen roared and raised the former king's wand, and some unusual energy gathered in the arch, causing the queen's face to become completely blurred.

"An extremely powerful spell..."

Silby muttered like a mantra: "Tsk, tsk, tsk... Apart from my genius, who else in the world can invent it?"

The queen was horrified and immediately put away her wand. Only then did she realize that the boy in front of her was not playing by common sense at all, and his thoughts were completely unfathomable. His behavior was erratic and strange, but his eyes were still calm and calm.

It was even a little boring, but she herself was already furious.

She realized that she had been tricked. This kid had no interest in beauty or power at all and was a complete freak.

She took a deep breath and finally calmed down.

"I'll give you three months," the queen said dryly: "After three months, you give me a spell and I will marry you."

"Are you going to fuck me? If you don't fuck me, I won't get married." Silby said calmly.

The Queen turned around and left. She was afraid that she would be angered to death if she stayed for one more second. The laughter coming from behind her was like a tarsal maggot, making her walk faster and faster.

After the Queen left, Silby stopped laughing and leaned back on the wheelchair. He picked up a book "The Supreme Curse".

"You alone want to control me?"

Silby said to himself: "Idiots are just dreaming."
Chapter completed!