"Awkward Princess, as long as you don't say it, I can guarantee that everyone will think you wanted his bow tie to expose the heart disguised as a button," the Lord of Fear taunted.
Elena gave him a fierce look. "Happy to have successfully completed the second task for you, fierce Princess," the Lord of Fear ended the topic appropriately.
Elena pondered. In the second "Future Visible," she felt that Alucard's bow tie was not the flag of the frog disaster. Even whether her own frog disaster was related to witchcraft, she couldn't be sure. Because all of these were just one-sided words from the Mirror of Illusion. But when she found that the Lord of Fear, after seeing her disaster, was determined to help her get rid of the calamity, she felt that her frog disaster might indeed be as the Mirror of Illusion said—only curable by a curse. After all, apart from giving life terror, the Lord of Fear's specialty was ancient curses. So Elena let the Lord of Fear give it a try, and indeed, the disaster on her was successfully removed.
Now, looking at the black heart beating under Alucard's neck, Elena frowned slightly. Legend has it that witchcraft can turn a person's heart black and eventually lead them to darkness. It seemed that this heart was indeed that of a witch, and she had indeed been cursed by a witch to cause the frog disaster. It was just that the witch's heart was not a bow tie, but a button. —The Mirror of Illusion can give useful information, but within the information, there is illusion! Similar to the information containing illusion was the mental pollution the Lord of Fear had inflicted upon her. The mirror had said that he was as powerful as her father, but the fact was that the Lord of Fear was much stronger than her father.
At this moment, Elena suddenly understood the true meaning of the "Mirror of Illusion." The most successful lie in the world is the one hidden within the truth. The third painting in the corridor was indeed always lying. But at that time, she had clearly asked it how many hands she had, and the mirror had simply and clearly told her: Of course, two hands! Could there be illusion in this sentence as well? Or was it that she shouldn't have used orderly logic to guess a chaotic person.
"What is this?" Alucard's startled cry interrupted Elena's train of thought. Elena reached out and took the black heart that Alucard was already holding in his hand, cradling it in her palm. The touch was like a toad flailing about in sewage. "It's your stupidity, Alucard!" Elena scolded. "You were used to frame your sister, but you didn't even know it. Just like you don't understand your mother or me!"
Alucard paused, clenching his teeth! "My dress was prepared by my aunt. I'll go and ask her about it!" "Don't bother. She'll deny everything. Using the heart of a witch, such a fine material, to make a brooch representing etiquette, it fully shows her expectations and concern for you," Elena stopped him. "Besides, who would have thought that the heart of a dead witch would still have residual witchcraft on it? And only affect humans? Don't you think so, Alucard?"
"Does that mean you're letting this go, sister?" "Of course not. But I have more important things to do now. We'll settle this later." Elena said, raising her blood-red eyes to Alucard: "I need you to be my guest, Alucard! And please promise that you'll give me your most sincere blessing at my ceremony."
Alucard pondered for a long time. "Sorry, my sister. I can be your guest, but I can't give you my sincere blessing. I really can't," Alucard slowly shook his head.
"Are you still resenting me?"
"You made me understand that things aren't always as they seem. And it's my fault about the witchcraft, but you can't just erase my resentment because of that. I'm sorry, my sister," Alucard said coldly again.
In the end... it still won't work? Indeed, it takes time to build up resentment.
"Also, sister, can you tell me now who's hiding by your side? The Lord of Fear... who is he?" Alucard asked warily.
"You're imagining things, Alucard," Elena slowly smiled. "You seem... very abnormal." [Alucard's sanity value -0.1]
He was silent for a moment. "I understand what you mean. I'll keep your secret. Now, I need to prepare the crown and scepter for you." Alucard waved his hand in front of his chest, bowed politely, and then left the room.
Elena watched his back, feeling very lost. The memories in her mind even made her heart ache. She really wanted to go back to the past with Alucard, back to when they were children. But after struggling for a moment, Elena left the room again. Then, she came to the huge oval window outside the corridor.
The Blood Disaster Flower under the window slowly raised its head, opened its dense eyes, and grinned: "Hello again, my beautiful princess. What can I do for you?"
Elena's lips curled slightly: "I've prepared a delicious piece of meat for you."
"You're such a kind princess! So... is it your left eye or your right eye?" the Blood Disaster Flower asked excitedly.
Elena raised her hand, and the black heart slowly beat in front of the Blood Disaster Flower's eyes. "Wow! This is such a rare delicacy!" the Blood Disaster Flower opened its mouth wide, drooling.
"Give it to me, princess! This is as delicious as the flesh you haven't inherited yet! Give it to me, and I can eat anyone for you!" the Blood Disaster Flower promised.
"I don't need you to eat anyone. In return, I hope you can accept my invitation and be my guest. And sincerely offer your blessings for my coming of age," Elena said.
"No problem! I promise!!" the Blood Disaster Flower couldn't wait to say. Then, Elena directly threw the black heart into the mouth of the Blood Disaster Flower. This time, Elena clearly felt a mysterious connection between her and the Blood Disaster Flower, as if it were a contract.
She turned and walked towards the auditorium. Inside the auditorium, the guest seats were neatly arranged. She took a deep breath and walked straight to the seventh table, seventh seat. Then she stood in front of the nameplate and closed her eyes for a while. Finally, she picked up the nameplate on the table and looked down!
— Guest: Blood Disaster Flower from the Vampire Castle.
"Hahaha, hahaha..." Looking at the words on it, Elena finally laughed in a somewhat sickly way. The 100th guest was finally invited successfully!
But suddenly, it seemed that she noticed that the finger she was holding the nameplate with... Was missing one? Elena focused her gaze on her right hand again and found that her right index finger—was really gone! It was as if it had never been on her hand! Her right hand originally only had four fingers!
Aunt Mary's fifth piece of advice: If you find that your body is missing something, don't panic. Please remain noble and elegant. But! But why was this so?! I clearly dealt with the witchcraft myself! I clearly took care of the Lord of Fear myself! I clearly managed to fill in the guest myself! But why, right away, does a new disaster strike again?! Who is it this time? Who is it this time... Who is it this time!!!
Suddenly, Elena, whose face was somewhat distorted, noticed that there was a new guest name tag on the table in front of her! — Guest: A special invitee of *****.
Looking at the two name tags on the same table, the seventh seat, and the one in her hand, she couldn't help but open her red lips wide. My guest, the one hundred and first, has appeared...