Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

William successfully stopped them from speaking, and in the end, they were executed on the spot for betraying the Church.

Originally, their families should have been implicated and killed as well, but if that were the case, even William would have died.

So Loren "showed leniency" and only executed their accomplices.

After this battle, the Chailros Family was completely under William's control.

Loren couldn't be bothered with the remaining matters and handed everything over to William and the Bishop.

William was now utterly loyal to Loren, and the Bishop, fearing he might be implicated as well, also showed extreme loyalty. With things in their hands, Loren felt at ease and took the train home alone.

William and the Bishop had originally wanted to accompany Loren, but he refused, telling them to do what needed to be done.

William had already discussed things with Noah. Noah would handle production, and William would handle sales. By the time Loren got home, the rings would already be on sale in the Gedlan Kingdom. Loren could easily imagine just how explosive the sales would be.

It was like a market flooded with monopolized, overpriced knockoff milk tea, only for a brand like Mixue to suddenly appear, with better ingredients and a lower price.

Plus, because of mass production, all rings were the same size and couldn't fit everyone's fingers perfectly.

This was easy enough to fix by swapping the mold, but Loren only planned to make small, medium, and large sizes, nowhere near the custom-made options of other accessories.

He wasn't afraid of offending other accessory sellers, but he was genuinely worried they might panic and slash prices drastically.

If it came to a price war, Loren would still make a killing, but he definitely wouldn't earn as much as now, which wouldn't do him much good.

[Spiritual Thought Ring] — that was the name Loren gave to this ring, simple and easy to remember.

Loren had also tested the ring's power. It was enough to blast apart an iron rod as thick as a finger. If it hit another mage's finger, the result was easy to imagine.

Most people in this world had limited defenses, nowhere near as tough as a piece of iron of the same size.

"It's just the two of us left on the train. Isn't there anything you want to do?"

Reflection Naclis suddenly appeared in front of Loren. She probably meant to strike a seductive pose, but it ended up looking more like she was fooling around.

She tried her hardest but couldn't squeeze out even a hint of allure, and in the end, she got a little anxious herself.

Seizing the moment, Loren suddenly reached out and grabbed Reflection Naclis by the back of the neck, lifting her up:

"Finally caught you, didn't I? Still going to run?"

"I'm sorry..."

Seeing this, Reflection Naclis instantly caved, putting on a pitiful expression:

"Let me make it up to you. I'll clean off those lip prints..."

Hearing this, Loren let out a bitter laugh:

"And how exactly do you plan to do that?"

Loren couldn't even bring himself to say it, let alone let her wipe it clean. He could only question her.

"Easy. I'll just lick it clean, won't I?"

Reflection Naclis actually answered like that, leaving Loren completely speechless.

"You..."

In a fit of anger, Loren pressed Reflection Naclis down onto his lap. But before he could do anything, she slipped back into his shadow.

As long as there was a shadow, there was no way Loren could catch her.

"..."

Loren took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He really needed to find a chance to give her a good beating.

"I wonder if Naclis can pull her out..."

In the end, Loren let out a sigh. There really wasn't much he could do about Reflection Naclis.

But this was also a good thing. If even Loren couldn't hurt her, then no one else could either.

"Let me rest for a bit..."

Dealing with the Nofica Theocracy's affairs had taken quite a while. By the time Loren boarded the train, it was already getting late, and now it was night.

Loren pulled the curtains shut, blocking out the bloody moonlight, and finally lay down on the bed.

...

The night wasn't peaceful. Loren had always been a light sleeper, and after being trained by Mirrorheart for so long, he actually slept more soundly—but only when at home.

Outside, Loren remained vigilant as always, waking up at the slightest disturbance.

Like now, the moment he opened his eyes, he saw Reflection Naclis.

"Good morning, Daddy. I'm here to make up for my mistake—cleaning up the mess I made..."

"I..."

Loren's brain short-circuited instantly. This kind of situation was honestly a bit beyond what he could handle. He stared blankly at Reflection Naclis, and that split second of hesitation was exactly the opening she needed to finish up.

"Damn it, stop!"

With Loren's shout, Reflection Naclis instantly activated vacuum magic. It wasn't magic from the Pact or Wind Sequence—it wasn't even magic at all—but the damage it dealt to Loren was devastatingly high.

By the time Loren reacted, it was already too late. Reflection Naclis had already slipped back into the shadows with her prize.

"You... just you wait..."

Loren held up his pants with one hand and gritted his teeth at the shadow.

Reflection Naclis simply stuck her head out and stuck her tongue out at Loren.

When Loren reached out to grab her, she disappeared again.

"..."

Loren fixed his clothes and sat there in silence.

After something like that, there was no way Loren could go back to sleep. Fortunately, the sun had already risen—this was one of the earliest mornings Loren had ever woken up.

"Every single day..."

Loren felt an unbearable itch in his hands. Normally, he had plenty of patience, but for the first time, he felt a surge of impatience.

He just wanted the train to hurry up and arrive so he could go home and beat Reflection Naclis up.

If he weren't afraid of being discovered, he would have flown straight back.

In the agonizing wait, the train finally arrived. Loren didn't even acknowledge the Church members who came to greet him. He cut the reins of a carriage horse, jumped on, and rode straight home.

"Welcome home."

The moment Loren opened the door, he saw Mirrorheart and Seraphina. One was standing, the other kneeling. But Loren had no time for them. He casually patted their heads and went straight to find Naclis.

"Master Mentor?"

This was the first time Loren had come looking for her so urgently, which left Naclis a bit confused.

"Come with me to the Dungeon."

Loren didn't explain and pulled Naclis straight toward the basement, even mistakenly calling it the Dungeon.

"What are we going to the basement for?"

"I'm afraid the screams might break through the Shielding Spell. Mirrorheart installed soundproofing there."

Naclis pressed her other hand to her heart, feeling it race wildly. Though she had no idea what Loren was going to do to her, she still followed him.

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