"Magic Mirror Magic Mirror, tell me who is the most handsome man in this world.

"Of course you, dear Mr. Morgan. In

the living room, Daniel's father danced in the mirror, laughing from time to time.

"The Magic Mirror tells me if there is a way to get Muggles to have magic.

"Of course there is, I'm sure the master has such ability."

"Really?"

Daniel's expression changed, and he looked at Samael with joy, saying that he did not envy that it was fake, that the ability to change the world and change the situation, which man could refuse such a temptation.

"Son, is this true?"

"It's true, but it's a curse, not for you."

Samael reluctantly spoke.

"I don't care, I want it, you try it."

Daniel grabbed his arm and shook uncontrollably, without the majesty of his father.

"Don't be coquettish, don't you see that your mother is about to vomit?

Samael refused wordlessly, and no matter how Daniel persuaded, he just didn't agree.

Daddy is already abrasive enough, and if he shows fanaticism about him again, Samael is afraid that he will be tortured crazy.

"I don't care, then you give me the magic mirror, I don't like my Christmas presents."

Daniel looked at the magic mirror and started thinking something else.

"You can't just say you don't like it just because you're tired of playing.

Samael rolled his eyes, what he sent his father was a Maine cat alchemy product, domineering and majestic, able to instantly turn into a giant beast when he was in distress, protecting him.

Samael vaguely remembers that his father seemed to like it.

Claire sat in the living room and watched an old man and a young man fighting, and did not mix, just watched quietly, which was a way of getting along that belonged to their father and son.

In the end, Daniel was satisfied and stuffed a flower pot into his suitcase, and the thief said that it was him.

That thing is planted around the castle and can instantly grow huge flowers to devour the creatures that approach.

It looks like a devil's net, but it is several times more dangerous, and the desire to attack is extremely strong, but somehow he does not attack Daniel.

Samael was puzzled.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Samael turned around and saw Claire's mother, and fainted straight.

There was a cold, ominous aura all over his body, and that sense of dead silence felt even Samael found difficult.

Daniel hugged Claire tightly, unable to believe that his lover had become like this in the blink of an eye.

"Samael, how so, you tell me how your mother is like this.

Daniel roared furiously, no matter how he shouted, Claire showed no sign of waking up.

"It's a curse, a very serious curse.

Samael lost his mind and suddenly felt that the sky was spinning.

Forcibly cheering up, he found that there were traces of silver in the quilt that Claire had drunk.

"Unicorn blood?"

Samael was in a trance for a moment, pouring all the phoenix's tears into his mother's mouth, and the unicorn that the unicorn voluntarily offered was ground into powder and fed into his mouth.

After a moment's effort, Claire's eyelashes moved slightly, and she finally woke up.

"

It's okay, it's all right, everything is fine."

Daniel cried with joy and held her and cried bitterly, but Samael had no heart to laugh at him, staring at his mother's pale face.

The

lack of soul is not the so-called loss of three souls and seven spirits, but a complete cursed being, empty, depressed, unhappy, will torment her for the rest of her life.

Samael's expression was silent, the black mist instantly covered the entire manor, and his emerald green eyes seemed to be soaked in ink, like an abyss.

"One, two, three, four, five, bring me that thing in the kitchen."

Samael had sensed the magic fluctuations in the kitchen, and it wasn't just Bambi.

The five snake man ancestors behind him all turned into snake man forms and rushed towards the kitchen.

In an instant, a house-elf who was bound to death was thrown over.

Samael's blockade could not be broken even by the gifted magic of a house-elf.

"Sorry master, Bambi they were all tied down, a few escaped and only found this. The

Snake Man Ancestor lowered his head in shame.

Samael didn't bother to think about their mistakes, and with a wave of his hand, he choked the house-elf's neck to death.

"Bart won't say anything, you damn demon. The

house-elf tugged at Samael's fingers and struggled.

"Who told you, I'm going to ask you.

Samael looked calm and smiled at the house-elf.

Bart was stunned, and then a piercing pain spread throughout his body.

Bart

curled up on the ground, desperately struggling, his head hammering against the ground.

The snake ancestor on the side looked at this scene in fear.

"Son, don't do this, your mother is already well, isn't it?"

Daniel guessed when he saw such a son, but still said to him calmly.

He loved his wife, but he also loved Samael.

Such a son made him feel strange, and he vaguely remembered the little firm eyes that looked at him when he adopted Samael.

From that moment on, he wanted him to be happy, happy for the rest of his life.

"Dad, I'll be fine.

The black mist in Samael's eyes faded and he stopped the strength of the attack, which gave Bart a respite.

Samael pulled him up again, and a strong spiritual force in his pupils instantly enveloped him.

A huge amount of spiritual power poured into Bart's brain, trying to search for something important, but was blocked by a terrifying contract power.

"Hmph!"

Samael knew that he could not break through, and decisively gave up, turning his hands into a pair of sharp claws, instantly piercing Bart's skin and digging out a beating heart.

Blood sprayed all over the place, and Bart instantly lost vital signs and collapsed to the ground.

"Samael Gaunter, no matter what happens, I want you to deal with it calmly.

Claire's weak voice came, calling out his full name in a rare way.

From the moment she woke up, she noticed a change in herself, but she didn't want her son and lover to be sad.

She is a mother, and she does not want her son to become violent and murderous because of her.

"Don't worry, Mom, I'll keep it in mind.

Samael pulled out a sweet smile stiffly.

He casually wiped the blood on his hands behind his back, showing a full good baby appearance.

Rebecca crawled out between his fingers and swallowed Bart's body in one gulp.

Mr. and Mrs. Daniel opened their mouths to say something, but they didn't.

Doing such a thing, Samael can't wait to drink his blood and eat his soul.

How could it be possible to mercifully leave him with a whole corpse.

As for the real murderer, it is not difficult to guess.

The families that have a feud with him, know his whereabouts, and have house-elves are nothing more than a few in England.

The name "Bart" has left him enough information.

It's not over....

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