Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

Chapter 324 Michelle's Pain

"Why would Miss appear in this damn dungeon, why!"

"If we had discovered his tracks earlier and made arrangements in advance, how could the result be like this now!"

"Last time, the heart of the Devil King Lust was like this. This time, the battle for the mineral vein has inexplicably turned out like this. It's always like this!"

After leaving the dungeon and returning to the cathedral, Michelle could no longer suppress his inner resentment.

He realized that every major plan of his would be disrupted by Mis.

The key is that I haven't been able to do anything to Miss.

Helpless Michelle could only vent her anger on the poor tables, chairs and benches.

In the lobby, the timid Marknik hid in the corner, waiting for the archbishop to vent his emotions before he dared to come forward.

Michelle felt sad, and he felt even more miserable.

I had entered the dungeon with three goals in mind, but now, not only have I failed to achieve any of them, but my level fraud has also been discovered.

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, why don't we just kill them in the dungeon? We can obviously do that."

Michelle's anxious mood had just eased a little, but she was furious again at Marknick's words.

"Get out and don't cause trouble for Miss and the others, otherwise no one can save you, idiot!"

Marknik was so frightened by the old man's murderous rebuke that his legs went limp and he crawled out of the cathedral.

Michelle breathed heavily, leaned against the pillar behind her, and slowly sat down.

At that moment just now, he really had the idea of killing Marknik.

If it weren't for the high cost of creating such a "Sword Saint" who could appear for the Servant Organization, Marknik would not have been able to leave the Cathedral alive.

As for Marknick's concerns about the exposure of grade fraud, Michelle was not worried at all.

The only ones who truly discovered the truth were the few people in the dungeon.

Even if they really made it public that Marknik was a fake swordsman, Michelle had the means to deal with it.

At that time, you can just frame the [Nameless One] with a crime, let him destroy the entire guild himself, and then put the credit on Marknik, and you can achieve a polar reversal of the ending.

Fighting two LV6s on his own, with such a record, naturally no one would question whether his level was fake.

"From your tone just now, it seems that you are somewhat dissatisfied with me, blaming me for not sensing Miss's location?"

A deep voice sounded in the cathedral, and Michelle trembled and stood up quickly.

He turned around and bowed in panic, and the clothes on his back were soaked by the cold sweat that seeped out at that moment.

"You worry too much, Master. How can I blame you?"

Tartarus' soul stood on the ruins created by Michelle's anger just now, with a look of confusion on his face.

He is also very depressed.

Ever since Miss fought the Demon King in the World Tree, Tartarus could no longer sense Miss's presence.

He couldn't even sense what level Miss was at now.

It was as if the connection between the two was forcibly severed by something.

"However, I never expected that the guy who was least optimistic about me would be the one who made the most progress."

"Yeah, after all, Miss has had a hard time since birth..."

In the last era of the Millennium Gamble, among the three people, Cross, Blavender, and Miss, only Miss's path had been very bumpy from the beginning.

Blyvinder was born the earliest, in the city of Rezewitt, far away in the no-man's land. It took the church some time to bring him back, and the process was uneventful.

Not to mention Cross, who was born directly into the royal family of the Holy Kingdom and has been under the control of the church since childhood.

Only Miss herself was born on the battlefield between the Kingdom of Firris and the Northern Kingdoms.

Almost died at birth.

On the way back to the Holy Kingdom, he encountered another accident, and happened to encounter the appearance of the [Great Labyrinth Kataklin].

The earthquake intercepted the convoy, and the magic storm dragged the entire convoy into the maze.

Exploring a maze is no easy task for the church and its servants.

So it wasn't until ten years later that Miss reappeared and was adopted by the new swordsman Raymond.

"Master, I still suggest that you don't wait until the time limit is over, but take over Miss's body directly. I am getting more and more anxious now, and I always feel that he will ruin your plan."

Michelle's current worries came from deep within.

This time, seeing Miss's smile again after three years, he found that smile even more terrifying.

He even had a bold idea vaguely.

Mith may have slipped out of his and Tartarus's grasp.

Tartarus was a little displeased. "Michelle, you have made such suggestions more than once. You... don't have any selfish motives, do you?"

His cold tone made Michelle shudder all over.

"How could I have any selfish motives? I really feel that I can't let Miss go free any longer!"

Tartarus snorted coldly, "I think you hate him because all your plans have been ruined by him. You want to kill him but you don't dare to do it yourself, so you want me to avenge you, right?"

Michelle was horrified when she heard this and fell to her knees.

"Everything I do is for the master! There is no selfish motive at all. As long as the master can succeed, I'm willing to let Miss kill me!"

Seeing Michelle like this, Tartarus was satisfied.

“Don’t make such suggestions again in the future. The deadline is approaching. So far, there have been no accidents with Cross. I have already won this bet.

Never mind Miss, he is just a puppet who is kept in the dark and can’t change anything.”

Tartarus's confidence, in Michelle's eyes, seemed to be the same as Miss's confidence.

But even though he still had some concerns, he didn't dare to say anything more.

"In order to ensure that my magic can be performed smoothly and prevent Avervanxon from breaking the contract, how are the long-eared elves used in the ceremony being prepared?" Tartarus asked.

Michelle didn't look up, her eyes fixed on the floor. A drop of sweat fell and spread out in the fine dust.

Tartarus quickly noticed something was wrong with him, and his good mood instantly vanished.

"Are all your paladins idiots? It's been so long, and you can't even catch a few long-eared elves?"

When Michelle saw Tartarus mentioned this matter, she wanted to complain.

“Master, Rezewitt City is already an empty city.

Led by the witch Hestis, everyone in the city hid in the World Tree.

With the help of the heretical [Tree] organization, the Paladins can't catch the long-eared elves at all."

Tartarus was furious, "What? Is there a LV7 among them? The Paladin is so scared. Even if there is, where are the [Servants]? Why don't you do it yourself!"

Michelle said helplessly, "The chief has a shadow on the World Tree and said that he would never go there again even if he was beaten to death.

Master, you all know about Sayin's affairs. He openly betrayed Licia and is now out of control and his whereabouts are unknown.

If something unexpected happens to me again, who will guarantee your safety, Master?"