Something is Wrong with My Love Game

"Housekeeper Ruma, hello."

Reina saluted.

At this moment, Reina's nervous palms were all sweaty, and her breathing seemed to be normal only under extreme restraint.

I can almost get out!

This juncture was caught by the housekeeper...don't doubt yourself!

"Rena, what are you doing on the first floor at night?"

"Isn't it time for the master to take a bath?"

the housekeeper Ruma asked sharply.

Reina swallowed and calmed herself down.

"The bath towel that the master is going to use fell on the ground. Sister Xili asked me to come down and find a clean one."

Reina quickly thought of an excuse.

"bath towel?"

"The linen room is here!"

The housekeeper Ruma pointed to the west.

"Oh oh oh... I'm sorry, I just came here, and the sense of position is not good."

Reina quickly apologized.

The attitude seems to be sincere.

The housekeeper looked at Reina and was silent for a moment.

"Why are you standing still!"

"Don't hurry up and take the bath towel and send it up!"

Seeing that Reina was standing still, the housekeeper urged her.

It seemed that she had no doubts about Reina's words.

"Ah! Good!"

Reina immediately ran towards the linen.

"It's a pity that I can almost go out..."

"However, fortunately, the housekeeper did not see anything..."

"I still have a chance!"

Reina muttered in her heart while holding the bath towel.

When Reina came to the hall with a bath towel, the housekeeper Ruma was still standing there.

"This......"

"There's no way...you have to go up first..."

Reina was a little depressed.

She could only walk upstairs under the gaze of the housekeeper Ruma.

"If the housekeeper has been on the first floor...isn't there any way I can escape?"

"The Witch of the South will be out of the bath in over half an hour, I'm running out of time..."

"Is there any way to get out of here..."

Reina thought about a countermeasure while walking up the stairs.

The main entrance is definitely not going to go right now, and we have to start from other places.

Reina looked down at the bath towel she was holding, and suddenly had an idea!

At this time, Reina had already reached the third floor, leaving the housekeeper's sight. After confirming that there was no one around, Reina walked to the platform on the third floor.

The height from here to the ground is only six or seven meters.

It's definitely not possible to jump directly, but it's different with a rope!

The towel in Reina's hand is perfect for making rope!

Reina reconfirmed the surrounding situation and shrank to the corner of the platform.

This location is quite secret, if no one comes to this platform specially, it is difficult to find her.

After hiding, Reina used both hands and mouth to tear up the bath towel.

Reina didn't dare to make too much noise, so the tearing speed was relatively slow.

As time passed by, Reina became more and more nervous, and sweat kept falling from her forehead.

After a few minutes, Reina finally tore the bath towel into several strips.

Followed by constant knotting, fixing...

With Reina's efforts, a bath towel turned into a long rope of about five meters.

The length is still one or two meters away from the ground, but it should be fine to jump from the last distance.

Reina tied the rope to the pillar of the platform and pulled it hard a few times.

Strong enough!

Time to climb down!

Reina looked back and confirmed that no one was paying attention behind her. She grabbed the rope and turned out of the platform, crawling down little by little...

The Southern Witch's Room.

The southern witch in the bath suddenly opened her eyes!

"I thought of it!!!"

"If you want to know what secrets this tower holds, you only need to interrogate the soul of God!"

"A quarter of God's soul is in my ring. Although it is only a quarter, and my memory is also a quarter, but if it happens to be a quarter, I will know!"

Thinking of this, the Southern Witch stood up excitedly.

A day's bathing ceremony is far less important than the secret of this tower!

"Siri!"

the Southern Witch shouted to the short-haired maid.

The short-haired maid saw the Southern Witch standing up, and immediately ran over with a bath towel.

She didn't know why her master only soaked for less than half an hour today, and she didn't dare to ask.

"Where's my ring?"

asked the witch of the South, while wearing her bathrobe.

"I'll get it!"

The short-haired maid trotted all the way to the coffee table, picked up the plate and ran towards the southern witch.

Maybe because she ran too fast, the short-haired maid accidentally tripped over the blanket on the ground and fell to the ground.

The plate also flew out.

Jewelry on the plate jingled all over the place...

Chapter 311 The Curse of Petrification

The face of the Southern Witch instantly turned ashen.

This kind of mistake can't be tolerated in front of her!

"Master!!! Don't!!!"

The short-haired maid seemed to realize the danger and immediately begged for mercy.

As the personal maid of the Southern Witch, she naturally knew what the Master's expression meant.

Fear instantly engulfed her.

The Southern Witch ignored the plea of ​​the maid who had been with her for several years, and waved directly to her.

A bluish-gray breath flew out from the fingertips of the Southern Witch and swam into the short-haired maid's chest.

The short-haired maid was shocked, and a look of despair appeared on her face.

The next moment, gray began to spread from her chest to all around.

neck...arms...lower extremities...

The short-haired maid's body turned into stone little by little.

It is estimated that in less than a minute, she will turn into a stone statue.

"Master... spare me..."

"There will be no next time!"

The short-haired maid tremblingly begged the Southern witch for mercy.

The Southern Witch didn't even look at her, but waved at the jewelry scattered on the ground.

Those jewels soared into the air, floating in front of the Southern Witch.

The Southern Witch flicked her fingers, looking for the ring.

"Um?!"

"Where's my ring!"

The Southern Witch searched for a moment, and her face became more gloomy.

In this pile of jewelry, there is no ring of his own! ! !

The Southern Witch immediately looked at the short-haired maid who had not been completely petrified.

"It wasn't me... I didn't take it..."