Jason looked at Jennifer in shock as she kept licking the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Use my blood to give birth to a son?

Called ‘Jason’?

Three shots a day?

No food yet?

Even when the other party died in front of him for the first time, Jason was not so surprised.

Jason wouldn't doubt Jennifer's words.

Although it is true that the other party is a psychopath, Jason believes that it should not be difficult to 'do' such a thing with the other party's ability.

Seemingly noticing Jason's astonished gaze, Jennifer, who had a resentful look on her face, suddenly showed a motherly smile. While touching her belly, which had no bulge, she lowered her head and said, "Baby, if daddy doesn't come,

, you can be born. If dad comes, you can stay a little longer, okay?"

Jennifer once again chose a new personality.

It should be a mother.

Listening to Jennifer's words at this moment, Jason's scalp felt numb and he was about to open his mouth to say something.

But Jennifer raised her head at this moment.

She looked at Jason with tenderness in her eyes, but what she said next made Jason, whose scalp was numb, feel a chill on his back.

"I suddenly wished you had come later."

Jennifer said this.

Then, she suddenly covered her stomach.

"Oh, baby, why did you kick mommy?"

Jennifer caressed her belly angrily and dotingly.

Then, the lower abdomen that was supposed to be smooth actually swelled a little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jason, who had always been expressionless, changed his expression drastically.

His voice almost sounded like it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Where is your 'hometown'?"

"have no idea."

"You know, I'm having a little memory problem."

"Although it is recovering slowly, some key points still have not appeared."

Jennifer shook her head, a distressed look on her face.

And with the appearance of such a distressed expression, Jennifer's aura changed again. She looked at the sunset in the distance, with indescribable sadness in her expression.

"The tribe at sunset, the sunset reflects the blood-red queen."

"The blood of the night, the fire of the dream... light up the broken city."

While singing softly, tears appeared in the corners of Jennifer's eyes.

When she turned to look at Jason, tears just flowed down her cheeks.

"Jason, we all need to be fine."

she continued.

And Jason?

He felt like he was going crazy.

This was the first time he had 'food' in front of him, but he couldn't focus on the food at all.

He had assessed Jennifer's danger and level of trouble more than once, but now, Jason realized that he was really too naive, and all his previous assessments were underestimates!

Jennifer is more dangerous and troublesome than he imagined.

At least, he now feels exhausted.

What's even more frightening is that this situation will continue for at least some time.

Jason gritted his teeth, scratched his neck, and looked away.

He planned to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

The only good thing is that he can still smell the scent of the crystal in his nose.

This scent is rich.

It was something he had never smelled before after eating so much 'food'.

What would such food taste like?

Jason thought silently.

Under this assumption, Jason found that time was not so difficult.

The smell of this food was like the flowers in a thicket of poisonous snakes, and even more like the light from the depths of hell, which made Jason hold on until it was time to eat.

"It's time to eat!"

McCall shouted loudly.

Jason stood up immediately and walked towards the oven.

But Jennifer, who had just maintained her career as a nurse and insisted on doing a physical examination for Jason, was even faster than Jason.

"Roast rabbit, add more cumin and chili."

"Big meat skewers with colorful peppers, half barbecue sauce and half black pepper sauce."

The 'witch' stood in front of 'temporary chef' Brian and said impatiently.

"Okay, ma'am."

Brian smiled and put the food on the plate, handed it to the 'witch', and asked: "Ma'am, do you want any drinks?"

"Just orange juice."

The 'witch' who took the plate answered.

"Okay, your orange juice."

Brian casually put the orange juice on Jennifer's plate. He never noticed that Delbon, who had just arrived at the 'Fortress', was hiding far away.

Delbon's face turned pale, with a restrained fear on his face.

The body of this member of the 'Clock Tower' stationed in the 'Ground Investigation Bureau' was also trembling slightly.

He wants to be restrained.

But it was just like the fear on his face.

I can't control it no matter what.

After all, she is a ‘witch’!

A character who cannot be bypassed no matter what in the contemporary mysterious side of "ground".

Words such as powerful, mysterious, and weird are just right when applied to each other.

Even during the 'Sabi Planet Invasion', some people joked that they could release the 'Witch' to let those unscrupulous invaders experience fear.

Of course, this is a joke.

But it also reflects from the side the attitude of the "ground" towards the "witch" that is respectful and mixed with fear.

Especially when the person who joked was turned into a sheep at the end of the meeting, ate the information on the table, and pooped it all over the floor, this fear spread even more.

Because, since the 'witch' can penetrate all layers of protection and turn you into a sheep.

Naturally, I can also kill you.

What's more important is that no one can predict when the 'witch' will do this.

The reason why the other party is called a "witch" is not only powerful, mysterious, and weird, but also because of her unpredictable personality.

Smiling one moment, stern the next.

Moreover, the other party's actions are completely determined by their will, and they never care about the positions, camps, etc. of both parties.

Therefore, there is such a saying on the mysterious side

'If you hate someone but can't do anything about it, then introduce him to the 'witch'.'

‘‘The Witch’ will help you take care of everything.’

'The premise is that you sacrifice your life.'

Delbon knows this.

He doesn't want to die either.
To be continued...