The Evil Lord's Wife Has Spirit Blood
Chapter 180

Chapter 180: 180

Michelle concealed a smile as she watched the young master pour her a drink, wondering if he drugged it. But she didn’t hesitate to drink it. She was quite curious about the effects of drugs in the lower realm, so she was hoping a bit that it was drugged.

To her disappointment, it was just a cup of strong alcohol, making her frown a bit.

Seeing the frown on Michelle’s face, the young master thought the alcohol was too strong for her liking or that she was a light drinker, so he could get her drunk quickly. The thought excited him, so he got a bit closer.

A bit too close for Michelle’s liking.

Already quite annoyed, she put her cup down and turned her purple eyes on him, her gaze cold and piercing.

Instantly, the young master froze up, feeling all his hairs standing on end. He felt like a beast had locked its eyes on him, so he quickly retreated a bit, giving Michelle some space.

Finally, she retracted her gaze, and the young master relaxed.

"Let me pour you more!" he smiled. The moment of fear only made him more determined to tear off Michelle’s disguise.

For quite some time, Michelle drank with the young master, not showing any signs of getting drunk soon. Even she was surprised by it.

In her past life, her tolerance was high, but not extreme. And as far as she knew, before she entered the body, Michelle Grace had never drunk alcohol.

When the young master saw that Michelle was still very much clearheaded, he frowned a bit. The next time he got a jug of alcohol, he nodded at the girl who brought it, and she slipped something in.

Naturally, Michelle noticed, and her purple eyes flashed with a smile.

So, when the young master filled her cup again, she downed it even faster than the other ones. "Young master should drink some more, too!" she smiled lazily, glancing at him.

She was slightly surprised when the young master showed no hesitation in drinking his own cup. He wasn’t scared of getting drugged. So he was either immune to the drug, or his cup was special. Or he had taken the antidote to the drug beforehand.

For a while longer, the two kept drinking, and every now and then, Michelle would feel a hot wave wash over her. It was extremely uncomfortable for someone like her because of her cold body, but she didn’t let it show.

The young master was starting to panic when Michelle didn’t show any signs of being drugged.

But when, after the fifth drugged cup, she let her shoulders slump a bit, he thought he got her. Still, just in case, he got her to drink two more cups.

After seven cups of drugged alcohol, Michelle was already annoyed to an extreme. She wanted to test the effects of the lower realm’s drugs, but instead, she just had to bear with a hot wave after every cup.

She felt like strangling the young master. Not only was he preventing her from continuing her investigation, he was putting her through something so annoying.

"Why?" she asked coldly as she placed her cup down. She didn’t look at the young master.

The young master thought he finally got her, so he came a bit closer, but Michelle’s next words made him freeze. "Why use such cheap drugs?" Her voice was so chilly that anyone would understand Michelle was perfectly sober. The drug hadn’t affected her.

"How?!" the young master nearly shouted in shock.

Michelle didn’t even look at him. "It’s in your best interest to leave me alone!" she hissed coldly as she stood up.

Just then, she caught a moving shadow from the corner of her eye. It was rare for Noctis to willingly show himself to her. She wanted to follow him, but he disappeared.

So he wasn’t trying to alert her of anything. He probably had something to take care of and had just returned.

Annoyed, Michelle left the brothel and wandered the streets of the city, her face a mask of rage and annoyance. After some time, someone blocked her path.

Michelle just needed to glance at them to understand what was going on. When she left the brothel, the young master must have felt humiliated, so he got someone to teach her a lesson. And since the men looked like lechers, he probably told them that she was a girl.

"Boy, it’s not safe to wander around this part of the city..." one of them started. "With your build, someone could mistake you for a girl."

That made Michelle conceal a cold smile. Just when she was angry, two punching bags presented themselves to her. It would be rude to refuse.

Seeing that Michelle wasn’t really reacting to them, the two men thought she was scared motionless by them. Slowly, they stepped closer, even summoning their spirit energy to oppress her further.

"Now that I look at you, you really look like a girl..."

Just as one of the men reached out his hand to put it on Michelle’s shoulder, she moved. Unable to catch the movement with his eyes, the man only suddenly felt five slender fingers wrap around his wrist and press tightly.

Michelle stopped concealing her smile. A cold, maniacal smile, showing the desire to slaughter.

At the same time, the clear sound of bones breaking resounded through the air, making the second man shudder in fear as the scream of his buddy hit his ears at the same time.

"You little—!" the man whose wrist was broken shouted at Michelle as he jumped back. But before he could say anything more, a black whip with small thorns appeared in Michelle’s hand, and she lashed it against him.

The man tried to dodge the next attacks, but the whip moved like a viper pursuing him, always landing perfect strikes. That made him shout and scream in pain, not even knowing a secret of the whip.

Michelle had imbued it with her soul energy, so with each hit, some seeped into the man’s body, forming small marks on his soul. When a net of marks was created on his soul, Michelle’s smile widened, and she retracted the whip.

Then, she let a wave of soul energy surge out of her body and envelop the man. In an instant, his screams turned into anguished wails of pain and desperation.

The second man watched in horror as his buddy got tortured by Michelle and shivered in his boots. When Michelle moved her gaze to him, he ignored everything and turned to run, shouting for help.

Michelle didn’t follow him. The moment she was out of sight, she retracted her soul energy and glanced at the man curled up on the ground. A huge amount of her soul energy still lingered in his body, allowing her to use the memory manipulation skill on him.

She didn’t know if it was a good idea, but she wanted to do it. Crouching next to the man, she moved the soul energy to alter his memories. She made him forget everything except the encounter with her and the man who had just run away. And one more thing: that the young master was the one who paid them to come after her.

Also, she amplified the memory of the pain in the man’s mind, so he would be even further traumatized.

Then, she stood up and left, walking away with lazy humming.

When she turned around a corner, Noctis appeared next to the man. Beneath the black mask, his slit pupils shook.

The next moment, the man was lifted off the ground so Noctis could put his hand on the man’s forehead without having to bend down. Then, he sent his energy into the man’s body.

If Michelle had seen that, she would have been shocked. She would have realized that Noctis wasn’t just a shadow guard of the Dark Lord. He was a monster with a humanoid form.

So, of course, he could use the memory manipulation skill.

After checking the man’s memories, he turned to look in the direction where Michelle had left. She had great potential and an even better mind. And when that was combined with her cruelty toward her enemies, she turned into an even bigger monster than most monsters.

It didn’t matter that she was still weak. Her mind could compensate. And just in a while, she would gain power that no monster or powerhouse could dream of. She had the talent to do so.

Even through the black mask on his whole face, a smile could be seen on Noctis’s lips. He couldn’t help but imagine the faces of the old fogies if they knew that the Dark Lord they oh so despised knew such a person. And since it seemed that Alexander had shown great interest in Michelle, the elders were destined to face a disaster.

Letting the man fall back to the ground, Noctis’s body flashed, and a moment later, he was on a rooftop again, following Michelle secretly as she walked through the city.

Since the first brothel was a failure, she was going to try another one.

A moment later, she was walking into the biggest brothel in the city.

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