Rebecca finished her plan.

Genevie fell ill for no reason.

Rebecca took care of her all the time when she was ill. Then, when the last spell succeeded, janivy saw Marcel who had only met once.

Rebecca and Marcel appear in front of janivy.

They were so quiet watching the mutilated janivy who was tortured by the disease. She was infected and didn't look any better.

Janivy had a very strange feeling. She felt that Rebecca and Marcel looked at her as if they were looking at a dead man.

She stopped the spell in a daze.

Rebecca avoided her sight, and Marcel smiled proudly. Janivy seemed to realize it all at once. She was not a fool, but she was always unwilling to doubt Rebecca.

But now, Jenny can't deceive herself and others. She has always been with Rebecca. Why, she will be suddenly infected.

They have seen this disease very similar to the black death. No, it should be said that they have tried to treat it, and janivy succeeded!

... in the midst of lightning, stone and fire, janivy suddenly remembered the excited face of the Witch and Rebecca's Secret comfort. How could she have known that the witch was dead and the handkerchief?

Did Rebecca really burn that handkerchief?

Jenny Wei stroked her face. Her original beautiful smiling face had long disappeared. She took the last glimmer of hope to see Rebecca. She held out her hand and grabbed Rebecca's arm. "Dear Rebecca, you really burned that handkerchief, didn't you?"

Janivy's hand was trembling slightly.

Rebecca didn't answer her question, but Jenny saw Rebecca's answer clearly, and her expression froze.

Marcel directly patted off janivy's hands. He looked at the completely uninhabited witch. He felt very disgusted. Rebecca glanced at him. Marcel shrugged helplessly. He held Rebecca's small waist and said with a smile, "this guy looks dirty. I don't like it... Shall we finish early and go back?"

It's over?

go back?

She's been using you!

This sentence suddenly appeared in Jenny's mind. She didn't know how to react first, but Marcel gave her a good choice because he couldn't wait to make a move.

Rebecca instinctively blocked Marcel's claws for the first time. Her mood seemed a little out of control. Yes, after all, part of her feelings for the little witch named janivy was real. She couldn't watch Marcel kill her.

Marcel's expression changed. He couldn't understand Rebecca's behavior at all. He couldn't help crying out. What was Rebecca thinking? Their plan succeeded, but they don't need a witch who knows the process, do they?

Janivy's death was long agreed.

However, Rebecca can't accept it. She doesn't want Jenny to die in an unnatural force. She wants to give Jenny a natural death.

Marcel was dazzled by the victory. He didn't think of Rebecca's scruples at once. He just thought Rebecca had turned back. He couldn't help bursting out, "Rebecca, are you crazy? She must die! "

Janivy's mouth moved. She didn't want to die. Even if she gambled on the witch's dignity, she couldn't die.