bayedsolid Chapter 66 Assimilation
Chapter 66 Assimilation
"Uh...ah..."
Even though Dusava was extremely capable of enduring pain, she still couldn't help but cry out in pain from between her teeth.
After a few minutes, the extreme pain, like being bitten, dissipated, and an inexplicable excitement and happiness surged into my heart. The unparalleled new power spread from the heart to the limbs.
As the heartbeat slowly increases.
Until the end, a faint dark green covered her brown pupils. At this moment, Dusava was holding Sansaro's calf with a sick smile. She had only one thought in her heart, and that was to always be loyal to her master...
Until the end of life.
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Sansaro was slightly weak for a few weeks.
Assimilated, Dusava became stronger and stronger as expected. To be honest, this was the first time she used black mist to assimilate a wizard. It seemed that it consumed much more power than animals.
The assimilated creatures are also able to utilize the power of the black mist to a certain extent, and Dusawa is no exception.
Next, the two of them have been studying all kinds of black magic in the castle, and the walls of the study are covered with information about related objects.
As for the potions that had been stored in the potion dispensary, within a few days Sansaro and his "servant" Dusava traveled around in various dark shops in the name of (Quina) and sold a lot of money.
The most popular among them are the 2 newly refined potions. Sansaro calls them (corrosion). They are the best potions for destroying corpses, destroying traces, and killing people. Only bottles ground with sea limestone can hold such potions. .
More importantly, it can dissipate naturally with almost no trace visible.
This potion caused an uproar as soon as it hit the black market, and their demand was great, especially those who wandered on the edge of gray and black all year round.
Sansaro now supplies goods to several stores with good reputations and familiarity, and they charge 30% as intermediary fees. Although it is not high, she has now begun to think about buying a store on the black market. own shop.
But so far, there are almost no people that I can use. It seems that I have to find more people.
"Cedric?"
Sansaro, who was still doing research, listened to the Slavic communication, raised his eyebrows, picked up the glasses next to him, put them on, closed the information in his hand, and stood up from the chair behind the desk.
"What is he here for?"
Saying this, after checking that there was nothing on his body that could reveal his identity, he arrived at the cabin in the Abery Valley.
With the release of a large-scale cleaning spell, the dusty house became like a normal place for people to live again.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Cedric's soft voice came from outside the door, "Sansaro, are you there?"
The door crack was slightly loose, and his slightly tall figure slowly appeared in view. A smile appeared on Sansaro's face and he opened the door completely.
"Cedric? Good afternoon, come in."
He raised his hand to welcome Cedric in. When he walked in, he subconsciously raised his head and looked around the room. Why did it seem to feel much emptyer? Was it his own illusion?
Looking down, "I think your face is a little pale."
At this time, Sansaro put the hot water in front of him and asked with a smile, "Really? Maybe it's because you haven't had enough rest recently. What's the matter with you coming to me?"
Cedric subconsciously touched the tip of his nose, picked up the water and took a sip. "Nothing." Then he held the cup and hesitated for a moment before saying, "We are going to travel to France during the summer vacation. Mom hopes you can come with us."
After a moment, he slowly added:
"I hope you can come too"
Bright gray eyes flickered, reflecting the girl's figure. Sansaro thought about what she had to do. She hadn't gone to Theodore's side yet, and she still had her own potion.
.....
Her eyelashes fluttered to hide her thoughts. She raised her eyes and asked, "How long do you plan to go?"
"About a month or so."
There was expectation in his eyes, but Sansaro might not be able to let this friend leave happily, because the vacation was only about a month away.
And she still had a lot to do.
"Sorry, Seid, I still have some lessons to learn."
Cedric was a little disappointed, but he still tried his best to persuade her, "Relax appropriately, Sansaro, there is no need to push yourself too hard."
"I know it, but now apart from those books, nothing can make me calm down." Sansaro lowered his head and said.
The two were silent for a long time. Cedric looked at the empty room, and an aura of deathly silence filled his heart.
I repeatedly asked myself in my heart, Sansaro has been living here, is there really no problem?
After a while, a feeling called regret sprouted in my heart.
"If you have anything to do, please tell me." Cedric didn't hold back this time. He directly raised his hand and touched Sansaro's head.
It's as soft as I imagined... But such an idea is really not on the table. When did he become like this?
He's really like a brother...
Sansaro didn't know why she thought so. She looked at Cedric who stood up and felt that it was inexplicably familiar.
What an amazing feeling.
"Yes...you will always be my best friend"
Cedric suddenly stiffened, his eyes darkened, he pursed his lips and whispered back, "Yes, always."
He didn't leave until night. Seeing his back gradually shrinking into a dot, Sansaro raised his hand expressionlessly to put out the lights in the room.
The black mist in the shadows enveloped her, and in an instant, she returned to the hall of the castle. The orange candlelight swayed, emitting a warm and hazy light in the restaurant.
At this moment, Dusava had already prepared dinner, placed the hot food on the table and stood quietly waiting for Sansaro.
"Master, let me help you"
Seeing Sansaro emerging from the black mist, she, who had long been accustomed to such scenes, stepped forward, raised her hand and gently took off the girl's coat, and then hung it meticulously on the snake-head sterling silver clothes hanger next to her.
Then she pulled out the chair and waited for the girl to sit down before returning to her seat. She was now very familiar with everything in the castle.
Every movement is so appropriate and natural.
"Dusava, it's hard to deal with this alone," Sansaro picked up the knife and fork at hand and said calmly.
"Whether it's purchasing or trading, you are basically responsible for the internal and external affairs of the castle now."
She looked at the girl sitting on the right who had no unnecessary expression and listened quietly to her words.
"Maybe we need to find some people who can temporarily help you share the pressure."
Dushava, who bowed her head to think about the meaning of her words, immediately thought of the slave market in the black market. She slowly raised her eyes to meet her master's deep green pupils.
In an instant, she knew she was right.
"I'll do it as soon as possible."
"Well, maybe I will go together if I have time." The corners of her pale mouth were slightly raised with deep satisfaction.
"Let's eat"
The dinner time passed quietly. Sansaro sat quietly at the desk in the room, writing replies with the quill in his hand, and making daily "friendly contacts".
Most of them are Slytherins, and the rest are two people from Gryffindor, Hermione and Ron. Because for some reason, the savior did not receive a letter, and his own greetings seemed to have fallen into the sea.
It was the Weasley twins, whose letters unexpectedly appeared on her desk a week ago, mixed with letters from their little brother Ron.
Most likely it's because they don't know Sansaro's exact address, and she has released many types of shielding spells and counter-spells here, mixed with some black curses...
Similar to the anti-Alaho Cave opening curse, the anti-Apparition curse, the Muggle shielding curse, the anti-invasion curse, and some anti-gravity fog placed outside the thorns to confuse people.
It can be said that they are basically powerful and dangerous, and all the available spells are used by her to protect the manor and isolate it from the outside world.
These letters first arrived in the Abery Valley and were then brought over by the Slavs.